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Courage, Insanity, and the Fine Line. Or, Happy Birthday Boo-Boo-Citos!
Happy birthday to my favorite female divinity! A reposted pic of Lori tapping her inner Ceres this past July. Hugs and kisses from farmer Steve and your sister farmer Nancy! After many months of...
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This, That, and Serendipity
It’s been a tough month. We hate February, as any sane person should. Lori’s business has hit a bit of a speed bump. I had to head to the hospital for a bronchoscopy because of something weird on my...
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Waiting for a Naked Chorus.
Diffugere nives, redeunt iam gramina campis arboribus comae; mutat terra vices et decrescentia ripas flumina praetereunt; Gratia cum Nymphis geminisque sororibus audet ducere nuda chorus. The snows...
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The Chorus Goes Topless
A spring day with a red currant in full bloom and a cherry tree about to burst into blossom. Okay – still waiting for the naked chorus, as per the last post. But the weather here was glorious up until...
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Pacing the Waiting Room Floor at the Maternity Ward.
Spring here has been about as close to Eden as it gets. Despite cool wet days we are assaulted by an ocean of blossoms and waves of flowers, and have been for a good six weeks now, if not more. Spring...
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Whew!
The proud mother, Miss Janet, cracks a smile over her two new bucks, Kastor on the left, and Pollux on the right. Well, life never turns out like you plan and that is why improv was invented! We had...
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Life Emergent.
Presented with little comment, since words fail. The short narrative: I was working the annual plant sale at the extension when I got a text from Lori that Marguerite’s water broke. I rushed home and...
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Tragoidoi (Goat Songs).
A nursery full of kids – literally a kindergarten! One of the ancient theories about the origin of the word “tragedy” – a word whose origin remains controversial to this day – was that it came from...
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And now we milk.
We started milking three days ago – every morning at 7:00 am one or more of us can be found milking one of our three lady goats. There is nothing more Zen than an animal’s soft teat emitting the rhythm...
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The Floralia
A peony in full bloom in our front garden. These were pre-existing, but we’ll put in more very soon. Well, Horace’s beloved chorus of the Three Graces who dance naked in the spring have long since...
View ArticleLight Blogging . . .
Light blogging this month due to the confluence of very long days, goat kidding, milking, lots of hard work in the garden, and getting totally sucked into Game of Thrones and catching up with the...
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Feta-ccompli!
Creamy, fragrant, and slightly salty, our first batch of feta is ready for Greek Salad! Oh, our kingdom for a real tomato, now that feta’s here! Amidst lots of work this week we finished our first...
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Plato and Pie
The Greek philosopher Plato believed that every reality here on earth was a pale shadow of the perfect form of each reality in the Realm of Forms. Hence, though it is hard to believe, my feta is just...
View ArticleDie Längste Tag
Cue up the opening chords to Beethovens’ 5th, the windswept, desolate vista of the beaches of the French side of the English Channel circa June 5, 1944, the be-monickled German Field Marshal peering...
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Oh Krito . . .
we owe a rooster to Aesculapius. See that it is given, and do not neglect this. Socrates’ last words Mr. Sulyeman had turned into a real problem: he was very aggressive, attacking us and not being very...
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Diocletian’s Cabbages, Ricotta Cheesecake, and a Broken Ankle
A lovely head of cabbage that would do an abdicated princeps proud! The Roman emperor Diocletian abdicated the purple of imperial office and went into retirement in AD 305. He had been a competent if...
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Thucydides, Fruit Trees, and the Sorrows of the Athenians
We must have done something right with the pruning, because we have a ton of table grapes this year. We’ll crush them, throw in some champagne yeast, and made a few jugs of some heady homemade wine...
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Dry Hands.
The start of the school year always meant two things: a slight loss of weight, and dry hands. From weeds and brambles to wonderful and beautiful. We cleaned up the back area and have made it a lovely...
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A New Addition
Don’t let his small size fool you . . . . . . he’s a killer! (Our 80 lb. Mr. Puck is taken out by our 12 lb. Mr. Jack). This is just a quick post because blogging has been light of late. That is...
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What the Cider Press Told Me.
The dark season came early this year, in September, and was ushered in by record rains which stream here down the dining room windows looking out on our circle garden. Clank chnk, clank chnk, clank...
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