Fall on the Prairies

Fall on the Prairies.

to buy? or not to buy?

i’ve realised that i can talk myself out of pretty much anything. all i need is a little bit of time and for the ol’ brain to be in overdrive. i’ve been preparing for the evergreen artists’ market in november and over the last couple of weeks, it’s become painfully clear that the longarm quilting

happy anniversary!

today marks the fourth anniversary of our grand exodus to the country. like most major events in life, if i think back, it all seems so fresh in my mind, like it just happened last week. most people are surprised to hear that we moved out to the middle of nowhere from a big city. i suppose

Fall on the Prairies

harvest is in full swing out here on the farm, and because of this, curly has been working very long hours for several weeks. saturday was poop’s second birthday and following the tradition we started last year, we had a field supper to celebrate. for those of you who don’t know, a field supper is

Evergreen

Not that I want to age myself here, but I’ve been quilting for about 18 years. The last few years I have gotten pretty serious about it and I now have close to 60 quilt tops completed. A friend of mine is the coordinator of evergreen artists’ market, a fair with local artisans held in

nine, ten, a big fat hen

there’s just something about a rooster crowing that SCREAMS farm. we decided last winter that we wanted some chickens, so we placed an order and we got 30 day old chicks in may. having been raised in the city, we had a lot to learn. thankfully, our library is a great resource and we got all the information we

Life on the Prairie

     Shortly after we moved out here, my husband (I’ll call him Curly) left his career as a truck driver and after a couple of interim jobs, was hired on as a farm hand by the man we bought the property from. He’s been doing it for four seasons now, and while it can be very tiring