Gratitude and Rhubarb Curd
As I filmed earlier this week, there was a bucket of compost strewn around my front porch that the rogue ducks had gotten into. Bits of bread, old banana peels,…
Read MoreIt’s not always glamorous or clean, but at least life on the farm is entertaining, beautiful, and oh-so-delicious. Follow along with recipes, dreams and confessions, and garden growing here.
As I filmed earlier this week, there was a bucket of compost strewn around my front porch that the rogue ducks had gotten into. Bits of bread, old banana peels,…
Read MoreI have a favorite kind of free day. I wake up to my husband curled up against my back. He, very kindly, likes to let me know it’s time to…
Read MorePerhaps one of the greatest gifts given back to the photographer for their efforts is a “forced eye”. Camera in hand, training gone well, the photographer approaches subjects with an…
Read MoreAfter spending last week down South with Stu’s family, we arrived back at the farm with a full farm-style spring welcome. Chicks hatching in the incubator, new lambs, and flowers…
Read MoreSometimes, in my idiocy, I forget that I’m married to a Southern man. And sometimes, in the hustle, I forget that a piece of our soul is missing. A piece…
Read MoreWhat seems like ages ago now, I was in a bathing suit, sprawled out on the smooth, hot, rocks of a Sicilian beach. The only sound was the crowds joyfully…
Read MoreI wanted to share a picture with you that means much more than a picture. Allow me to explain. I am transforming. I noticed when I took a picture last week…
Read MoreIt’s too late – there’s no going back now. Somehow, Stuart and I (who are young, vibrant, and care-free) are the parents of these growing humans. People tell you this…
Read MoreThe first question I got asked when I shared a sneak-peak of our new Lacanche range on Instagram last week was: did the last one break? No. Madame (our first…
Read MoreWe brought in a new greenhouse over a year ago. It’s taken us this long to get it pieced together and finished for growing. I don’t really know how to…
Read MoreMy twelve year old looked me in the eye, a look of curiosity on her face. “You sound like an old lady, Mom. Things are getting weird.” (Psh. Frankly, I…
Read MoreOh hi. It’s Shaye here. Sharing with you my 5 garden goals for this year. Now that I’m not so desperate to just learn how to grow things (there were plenty of…
Read MoreAnd as experience is the best teacher, I’m here to share with you how to bake better bread at home. Save yourself years of bad loaves. My many baking flops are your gain. Here’s how to bake better bread at home.
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