Surely it had been bathed in the light of the Harvest Moon hundreds of times before–our little red cape that sits at the bend in the road. There where the lake greets the river in rolling melodies, spilling over the dam, the full moons of many Septembers have certainly rolled their bright lullabies over the humble clapboard walls […]
A fascination with creation will never grow old. A child will be mesmerized by creation for a lifetime if they are immersed in nature investigations at a young age. She, 15 short years ago, became entranced by a caterpillar inching its way along our patio. By the age of three, she had a butterfly-themed birthday and become
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Our first Old Home Day that we drove to in a car with NH plates… Our first Old Home Day in our own small town… We were not vacationers passing through. This was our Old Home Day, and we were excited. Cars lined the small road that meandered around the old school house. The bustle of
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We should all play in the dirt every once in a while. But months ago, when she asked, I didn’t wanna… She asked me to help her turn over some more of the garden bed. But I didn’t wanna. She flashed a winsome smile and shook the Silver Queen seed packet in my direction. But I was
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I always prefer homemade; so I figured why not homemade bug spray as well? If you’d like to keep unwanted creepy crawlies at bay, read on! DISCLOSURE: This post contains affiliate links. ♥ We’ve discovered countless, fascinating insects since moving to our new farm. Some familiar. Some brilliantly unfamiliar. Some that are common, but seen through new eyes. We’ve
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I’d heard of Old Home Days in New England for decades. Funny how we sometimes assume we know something and for years (maybe a lifetime) never question. Never ask. What Will You Find at an Old Home Day? While on summer vacations over the years, I’d attended quite a Old Home Days, in small rural
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It was our first garden on our new homestead and we needed to learn how to deter the deer from dining on our veggies. The corn was getting just tall enough to offer real promise of delicious August meals. And the tomatoes were the size of bright green golf balls, starting to show hints of
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Sometimes it’s the smallest things that mom would like us to say “thank you” for. It’s time we thank mom for all the little things. She taught me how to use a can opener, make a bed, and scramble an egg perfectly. She was the one who drove me to the library multiple times a
Our old farmhouse had dilapidated wide plank flooring that was worth saving; those boards embody history you can feel in your toes. So one New England summer I was on a mission. It had been six long weeks. Three of research: internet, calls, emails. Three of sharpening and scraping: inch by inch, board by board. Read more–the
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Discovering Cookie was a huge excitement on our little New England farm last month. The next gray tree frog sighting was just as monumental, albeit, well a Crumb of a Cookie… He was amazingly docile and calm, only jumping out of her hand a few times but, for the most part, letting her hold him and
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