a tale of two horses

if only, just maybe....yes

waiting for his love

i have so much to say about this guy, silver weed is his name. he fell in love as we stood there.

being kinder to mother earth and our bellies

today i went to the hosmer bottling company, tired of plastic bottles and my husbands bad corporate soda( i seem to have gotten addicted too these last few weeks). i wanted to find a company that used natural products, recycled and family owned. i loved learning more about them, picking different flavors, hearing the glass clicking and looking at all their old bottles and labels from years past. I also stopped by the chaplin farm stand picked a few things up, spoke to catherine the owner . could not help but take a photograph of the fresh picked apples. I have so much more to tell you, but that will have to wait. for now i hope you are enjoying the glorious october sun.

* americans throw 2.5 million plastic bottles an hour

living

two pigs brought up together since they are young give birth at the same time. one of them is not able to deliver all of hers alive. she is not doing to well. the pink little ones need to eat on there own, they are confused and scared. everytime the healthy mother calls her babies to feed the unhealthy mum cries out wishing she could feed her young, but she does not have it in her. this all takes place at a farm down the road. a lump in my throat forms larger and larger but i continue to check on them hoping that mother pulls through. life is clear to me when i stand and look at the scene before me, the injustice of life, i have been reading a lot for a little project i will be working on "circumstance". i have to say i do not think i can ever develop the thick skin that is needed for such things.

Well just so we do not all get sad, i did visit the mum the other day and she is still living which is good and the babies are getting fat on goats milk and feed. I could not get a pig, although the owner wants me to take a couple they grow up to be huge and i have been thinking that i want to give all the animals in my care a lot of space to roam..

back on the farm

hi, sorry i did not pop my head in on sunday, well although Hollis nh was stunning with it's rolling hills colonial historic farms, orchards and quaint eateries i was not able to photograph such things since i worked from daylight deep into the night. I have to say when i was working all i thought about is the farm and how i missed it so. how just before i left a big pile of wood was dropped off and how i would love to be stacking it. i thought about all the recipes i wanted to try from the books i got at the library and how i was going to try to make mozzarella from scratch! how the farm stands would be over flowing with deliciousness and how i would like to walk in the pastures with sophie, grace, mike and clarabelle.

we arrived back very early sunday morning, went to ct for coffee. we came home and started stacking the wood and decorating the barns with pumpkins, bittersweet and under vines i found on the farm. then there was a football game to catch so we drove to a little tavern surrounded by antique stores, ate, perused the lovely shops then headed to our favorite farm stands. we came home and i stacked some more. monday i woke very early, more stacking ( very large pile:) and hayed all afternoon under the gorgeous sun, it was hard worked but i loved every minute of it!