Spellcast Farm and Photography
Farm, Food, Photography and Stories
Wally and I have been eating predominantly locally-raised meals lately. It’s very satisfying and expands my creativity as a cook. Recently I purchased a pasta machine, a hand-crank model made in Italy. Originally, I was going to buy one that attached to
I’ve had a love/hate relationship with homeopathy for a long time now. I used to be a strong supporter, but then I became disenchanted. I think a big problem, at least when it comes to homeopathy working for me, are obstacles to
If all goes well, our herd will be down by eight goats today. I’ve been considering this for a long time now and yesterday, I did it. I’m selling off all but one goat that I bought from another farm or dairy,
I came across this posting this morning. I spend a couple of hours most mornings (waiting for it to get light enough to see to do chores) catching up on paperwork, researching, posting in both this Journal and on Facebook. I recognize
Teddy Bear, our Silver Fox buck, has been in the process of digging to China, every evening! It seems it was sick of the girls he had been living with and wanted to move on to new and uncharted chickies. So, I
I hate the humps and bumps that farming continues to throw my way. Over the past few weeks, I’ve been frustrated with the rabbits for numerous reasons, namely, all of a sudden they started digging out, not all of them, just a
Just crawled in from participating in the Spellcast Farm Jersey Cow Rodeo. Yep, pouring rain, go down to the milk shed with my buckets wearing a rain suit. Jersey cows look at me and say “It’s an ogre! Run for the hills!”
Ah, don’t forget the chickens and ducks and cats and Border Collies. Border Collies … agh! I hate bringing up a young Border Collie. We were going to bring in two young ones, one of them was Gel’s grandson, but I decided