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I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning

For the longest time, I was a night owl. Since getting chickens, I've been forced to be more of a morning person. Although there is magic under the light of the moon, there is just as much in the early fog.

Thank you all so much for the kindness in that recent post. The compassion in the craft community always amazes me. I will always find the time and energy for these connections, for sharing here. There are some big changes coming to Buckaloo View Farm. I'm excited to share more about them in the next month or so. 

Have a great weekend.

November (So Far) In Instagrams

Lately, micro-blogging has been more my speed. I don't really feel like I have much to say here right now. Instead, when I sit down at the computer, I've been enjoying finally getting a chance to visit your blogs rather trying to compose a post for this space here. I hope you don't mind a cop-out today as I share Instagram photos taken so far this month of the little things. 

1+2: We canned up lots of apple sauce. 3: I made a double batch of granola. 4: Harvested some fall kohlrabi, lettuce and a few scrawny sweet potatoes.  5: Organized my natural dye swatches for the 2014 season. 6: Realized I have become more high maintenance over the years. 7: Fallen once again for the Japanese Maple in autumn. 8: Got up to 7 eggs a day. 9: Harvested and washed up so. much. kale. 10: Made the Maple Cardamom cake from Smitten with Squash. 11: Planted four fruit trees. 12: Had the chickens visit me while clearing out the very last bits in the garden. 13+14: Had out first snow. 15: Loved the sight of the chickens in a sea of red Japanese Maples leaves. 16: Made my Dad's famous sticky buns. 

Find more of these day-to-day moments on Instagram.

Hold Up All This Falling

Autumn
by Rainer Maria Rilke

The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."

And tonight the heavy earth is falling
away from all the other stars in the loneliness.

We're all falling. This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one... It's in them all.

And yet there is Someone, whose hands,
infinitely calm, hold up all this falling.

 

Have a nice Monday!

This Love of the Land

“It will come to you, this love of the land. There’s no gettin’ away from it if you’re Irish.”
-Gone With the Wind

In the next couple weeks, we should be getting our first frost. The garden is pretty sparse and the harvests are getting smaller. Mostly it's baskets of tomatoes. All of the potatoes have been dug up. Beets and turnips should be ready to harvest soon. The summer squash and bean plants have been pulled and are in piles strew throughout the garden. Parsley, lettuce and bean seeds are being gathered and saved for next year. 

This year I had hopeful plans to try a fall garden. Unfortunately, in my inexperience, I started most of my seeds a bit late. (Though, if I had direct sown most of them, I might have done better. I never have good luck with growing anything in trays or containers.) Luckily radishes are quick yielders so I've had the joy of harvesting a few here and there.  My peas are blooming but most likely won't have enough time to produce fruit. Two short rows of kohlrabi are looking taller and leafier but are also racing the clock. As well as collection of scrawny brassicas that won't amount to anything. I've been doing a little research on how to extended my season with row covers and thinking of possibly building a cold frame in some south facing spot. But I'm not pushing myself too hard as I learn to balance things in my life. 

Until the frost hits, I'll continue harvesting tomatoes, radishes and marigolds (for dyeing.) Once it does hit, then I'll harvest my sweetened kale. Finally, the garden needs to be prepped for winter and the garlic planted.