Thursday, March 27, 2008
From Tree To House
This spruce tree used to shade the house too much. Now it has been sawn into lumber to make a new addition on the farm house. Mark Olson and his helper along with my neighbor Thomas and I worked for two days turning many logs in to fresh sawn wood. The addition will give me space in the house so that I can rent the upstairs for company on the farm. No more winters alone! The small cabin/addition will attach to the house on the south side, hang out space with big windows and a sleeping loft. Below are more pictures of Mark and his portable band saw at work. Thanks Mark!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Spring Onions
Saturday, March 22, 2008
First Signs of Spring
Welcome to the North Creek Community Farm Flog (Farm Blog)
I will try and add timely postings with news and pictures from the farm.
The official date of spring has come along with its discouraging snow storms. What is encouraging are the signs of spring that appear in spite of Mother Nature's best attempts at putting off the inevitable.
Smelling the warm soil and seeing the onions poking up in the green house is a sure sign of spring. The onion plants emerge like so many green bobby-pins. They pop out and stretch their stems up towards the growing light.
The chickens know that the days are longer rewarding me with an abundance of smooth brown eggs to give away to friends and neighbors. The older hens hiss as I open the roost and steal away their eggs. As soon as the soil is dry enough, I will build them an outside yard so that they can scratch in the fresh air.
The horses too know that spring is on the way, shedding great clouds of hair that finds its way into the house and all over my clothes. They look spiffy in new spring hair cuts. They nibble hopefully on the small bits of last year's grass as it emerges from the snow.
I will try and add timely postings with news and pictures from the farm.
The official date of spring has come along with its discouraging snow storms. What is encouraging are the signs of spring that appear in spite of Mother Nature's best attempts at putting off the inevitable.
Smelling the warm soil and seeing the onions poking up in the green house is a sure sign of spring. The onion plants emerge like so many green bobby-pins. They pop out and stretch their stems up towards the growing light.
The chickens know that the days are longer rewarding me with an abundance of smooth brown eggs to give away to friends and neighbors. The older hens hiss as I open the roost and steal away their eggs. As soon as the soil is dry enough, I will build them an outside yard so that they can scratch in the fresh air.
The horses too know that spring is on the way, shedding great clouds of hair that finds its way into the house and all over my clothes. They look spiffy in new spring hair cuts. They nibble hopefully on the small bits of last year's grass as it emerges from the snow.
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