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

Two women joined me last week for a workshop on the farm to discover how to release amazing color from wild meadow flowers. We walked through an overgrown meadow where wild flowers grow freely, filling our baskets full of daisies, black-eye susan, St. John’s wort, yarrow, and milkweed. During lunch, our pots brewed filling the barn with the smell of … Read More

Goats browse…..Sheep graze…. Goats eat leaves, saplings, and brambles..Sheep eat grass… Not true…Sheep eat leaves too! Anna helps the ewes reach the tasty leaves.