Category: Farming

The How

The How is In the Plan. Read on! And comment! For a plan we must have an objective. 🌟My objective is to create a resource for people who want to develop a home that aligns with their concerns for the welfare of the planet… Continue Reading “The How”

The Taste of Home

I was listening to the radio in the car the other day and at the end of the interview the interviewer posed a question. “What is the taste of home for you?” He said Hush Puppies were his taste of home. I thought hush… Continue Reading “The Taste of Home”

Little Hiccups along the Road

The family has been busy these last few weeks minding The Matriarch who had a fall. You know how these things are. But with a very determined and positive attitude she is well on the way to a complete recovery. But the first few… Continue Reading “Little Hiccups along the Road”


The wheat has been harvested and my fields have lost their romance. The wheat has gone. It was here – so beautiful and now harvested and collected and gone to be tested for all manner of things before the women at the Mill turn… Continue Reading “Endings”

Maybe, just pictures today? Storms everywhere. Globally. Locally. In the Sky. In my Heart. The Pig Garden. The four took all day to wander across from their spring garden to their summer garden. There is so much foliage in there we may not see… Continue Reading “”


“Is the wheel supposed to look like that? On a funny angle like that? Is that normal?” John had just got back from work. I needed him to look at the back wheels of the four wheeler before he got to the house and… Continue Reading “OLD GEAR”


The ducks are responding really well to their permanent quarters. Living in close proximity to the other birds and pigs has made all the difference. Not to mention me dragging my hoses through here twice a day.


The humidity is getting into my brain and turning it to mush. 


ONE DROP MEADOW. My son the film maker has quit his day job, and following his dream, has begun a series of UTubes about the transformation of his Wellington, New Zealand garden from jungle to paradise. One Drop Meadow.


I wonder – does good morning mean it IS a good morning or I wish a good morning for you.