Once in a Blue Muse

Some of what our garden has gifted us There's a common expression 'you reap what you sow'. While technically, it's the same...

The view from my office window   It's honestly been a lot longer than a minute. There was a time this blog served as my virtual journal,...

Winter finally arrives at StarField Farm     The past few months have gone by in a blur of family stress and change. And even when change i...

Seven weeks. I've been at StarField Farm in essential isolation for seven weeks now. Someone yesterday called me and asked me how...

some of last year's peach harvest Yesterday it was finally dry and warm enough to prune the fruit trees. It's important not to...

Planting a promise This weekend, my husband joined me at StarField Farm for a desperately needed respite. He has been working non-stop ...

Spring flowers, reaching for the sun I have been checking in with my family members, sometimes several times a day. We are all scatter...

For much of the past week, I've been at StarField Farm with my friend Jayne. She had a week's vacation and needed a major recha...

I suspect most of you will understand when I say I won't be sorry to see the last of 2017. With a few notable exceptions, it was a diff...

Scratch that. Reverse it. Despite my best intentions of writing something for the blog consistently every week, I fail spectacularly i...