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My Next Life
April 15, 2022
I now have the distinction of being part of a select group of people who inadvertently knocked themselves out by walking into a statue of Buddha. It’s a very select group. Okay, so technically, I didn’t lose consciousness, but it certainly altered it for me, in ways that are as indelible as they are ironic.
As I was walking (without watching where I was going) I was thinking about God - and frogs, and specifically about whether frogs have gods. There are, in fact, no gods (of any sort) in Bud
Lambing Season
April 8, 2022
This has been a lambing season like none we’ve ever had before. We’ve had more pregnancies, more twins, disproportionately more males than females and they are all arriving earlier and en masse.
Clearly our ram takes some credit (!) - but I don’t think his prowess is the only explanation. Last summer’s weather created a healthier pasture, and the addition of a selenium mineral mix that the ewes have access to year-round, have helped with the overall health of the flock, and that in nature often
Farming in Farmington
April 1, 2022
Anne’s and my initial motivation for introducing sheep to Hill-Stead was to revitalize the farm complex. Hill-Stead Museum might be world renowned for its Impressionist art collection, but the farm itself was the real passion of its founder, Theodate Pope Riddle. Signage and archival reports are a great way to keep the story of the farm alive, but nothing tells it better than actually having animals visible, and living, at the barns. It quite literally brings the farm back to life.
We first
Peepers, Lambs and Shearing - oh my!
March 25, 2022
Maple sugaring season came to an early end, which is fine with us as our lambs are all arriving early. The temperatures at night have been above freezing which keeps the sap from flowing - but happily it’s also woken the peepers from their quiet winter’s slumber. They’ve been serenading us from the swampy edges, as we’ve been rushing about our chaotic life.
We’ve been getting ready for our “Shearing Festival”, which after being canceled in 2020 due to covid, is finally coming to fruition this
Patience!
March 18, 2022
Luckily for me, the joy of spring is wrapped up in its anticipation. If I woke up one morning to a garden in full bloom, I’d be thrilled and in awe, but I’d acclimate, and the novelty would quickly fade.
Spring for me is like a wonderfully drawn out, well-crafted love story. And like any great courtship, there is allure and longing - and impatience bordering on despair.
The daytime temperatures last week were warm enough for collecting sap in short sleeved shirts. It felt so decadent and then
The Magic of Lambing
March 11, 2022
Our first lamb of the season arrived this week a little earlier than usual, but we weren’t caught completely by surprise. In fact, we have gotten pretty good at spotting all the tell-tale signs of a ewe getting ready to lamb.
After weeks of looking like a pack mule with saddlebags, she will often (but not always) look less wide and more sunken as the lamb positions itself closer to the exit ramp.
Her udder usually swells as it fills with milk, a process farmers call (and only a farmer could
Tributaries
March 4, 2022
When it rains, the western face of our traprock ridge collects all the rain drops as they seep through the talus slope and run under the rocky debris. The rainwater joins the groundwater and flows wherever it can through fractured layers of basalt. At the base of the ridge, the underground springs aggregate and flow until an easier route guides them gently out of the ground through a myriad of seeps and springs. The newly liberated water in turn feeds tiny tributaries which meander in and out
A Symphony of Sap
February 25, 2022
When we open up the sugar house in the morning, there’s often just the sound of the frozen ground crunching beneath our feet, the singing of a few early morning birds, and perhaps an intermittent drip of sap dropping into an empty sap bucket. As the day progresses, though, the trees warm up and the sap begins to flow. The warmer it gets, the faster it flows, and by mid-day the trees surrounding our sugar house are a symphony of drops dripping and splashing into the buckets as the taps flow in
Old Friends
February 18, 2022
After my dad passed away, two of his friends clearly felt an obligation to keep an eye on me and my various endeavors.
“Uncle” John had been an engineer with my father at Hamilton Standard, and a lifelong friend. He made a point of stopping by to monitor Anne’s and my home building progress - which admittedly took forever. We only worked on our house nights, weekends, and in between other building projects, so progress was indeed pretty slow. Not infrequently we’d find notes stuck to the front
It's Sugar Time!
February 11, 2022
Our Sugar Maples came out of hibernation yesterday and the sap is running strong. Oh, happy day!
We tapped our trees, cleaned out the sugar house, and replaced the rusted-out chimney on the evaporator.
Valentine’s Day has always been our official “tap by” day, but the last few years the sap started flowing in January. The sugaring season will last about 6 weeks, either until the nighttime temperatures stop freezing, or the trees begin to bud.
Say what you want my pessimistic friends, but the
