I do not need to look at the calendar to see what the date is today. From my kitchen window, I can see the garden. The heavy laden cucumber vines, ripening red tomatoes, and blue jewels hanging on the blueberry bushes keep time for me. I feel the summer days ticking off one by one as I frantically try to … Read More

Kai eats only the ripe berries. Kai, our border collie puppy, has learned a new trick…raspberry picking. Wild raspberries abound in the old meadow across the road from our Vermont farm. You can smell their sweetness as you walk-red little gems peeking from behind the green leaves. You can not help but put your hand down to pluck one off … Read More

Kai atop an old stone wall. Seventy acres of woods stretch across the ridge in front of our farm. The owner promises to never build a house on the land. Instead, he wants to build a sugar house and make maple syrup and manage the timber. We enjoy the extensive logging trails that meander through the trees. The trails lead … Read More

The moon stands guard over our sheep. Summer nights seem almost magical on our farm. A stillness settles in as the sun goes down behind the mountains leaving only a trace of pink in the sky. Only the sound of a ewe calling to her lamb can be heard or the call of the Barred owl on the edge of … Read More