Our learning journey on and off the farm. Friday, November 05, 2010. Floating, taunting GMO, pesticide, dye and corn syrup monsters. Now, food is a dance between following our s.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017. I LOVE this time of the year! This weekend saw the chook pen get a bit of TLC. The marri trees which were felled last year were finally dragged out - their leaves had dried and fallen making excellent bug forage spots. I made 2 new log piles, one on top of a small mulch pit. Saturday, August 5, 2017. So Cwm Goch Chronicles is getting .

This is a journal, of sorts, of an organic garden in SW Michigan. On life in the milk lane. My baby with the one and only bottle baby on the farm, March 2010. February has come and gone and it occurred to me that I have been a milk. Someone closer to 50 than 40 can hardly be called a milk.

Would You Eat Them With A Fox? I would not, could not, in a box. I could not, would not, with a fox. I will not eat them with a mouse. I will not eat them in a house. I will not eat them here or there. I will not eat them anywhere. I do not eat green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am. Tuesday, November 20, 2012. And Then There Were 6. Sunday, September 18, 2011. My third child, nothing but smiles. He is energetic, joyful and makes me smile each and eve.

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Sunday, March 25, 2012. And so is the planting bug. Even my girls were bit by it early this year. Yesterday found them outside digging a garden plot in the back driveway. I helped them find a more suitable spot and we dug the sod up. All of the kids - Zander included - helped dig the roots out and make a soft bed for the seeds. Friday, January 27, 2012.