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Tales of stunning sunsets, happy sheep, and peace and quiet on a 10-acre farm in Northeastern Kansas.

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It’s The Squashpocalypse!

I don't know how the rest of you handle pumpkin harvest, but I'm really overwhelmed! Who even eats this much pumpkin?! TOO many pumpkins! I don't want to waste any of the Jarrahdale pumpkins that I grew, but after baking... Continue Reading →

I Finished Something!

Happy Belated Halloween! Normally I carve a pumpkin, but this year I REALLY wanted to finish these silly oven mitts. I'm so proud of myself. After my maternal grandmother died last year, my mother sent me some of Grandma's scrap... Continue Reading →

Harvest Time

Today the ewes were let back into their barn paddock, which they haven't been in for about five months. They were thrilled of course - barn sweet barn! It became apparent, as the ewes frolicked about with glee, that I... Continue Reading →

The Autumnal Equinox is Near

Turns out the volunteer vines, probably from last year's seeds, aren't pumpkins, but orange gourds. The vines started dying off and revealed many, many orange gourds. It's unclear if it is due to lack of water, as we have had... Continue Reading →

A Foggy Morning

I think this is our first foggy morning of fall in the 60s. I love how it envelops everything, socking us in so we can't even see outside our own little patch of land. Everything is shrouded in mystery with... Continue Reading →

Pumpkins & Mowing & Mucking – Oh My!

The pumpkins are out of control! A vine came back from last year, which I think is either pumpkins or large orange gourds. It's taken over the ewe paddock outside their stall door. There are scores of baby pumpkins on... Continue Reading →

Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

There's something about hovering over a baking sheet filled with roasted pumpkins seeds that are still crackling after coming straight out of a hot oven. I pretty much always burn my tongue as I try to eat them as fast as I can. They're the best when they're piping hot!

Dia de los Muertos

I could hear someone sniffing loudly. Spooky enough that we were trying to put scary images on the inside of our window shade for the neighbors to see, but now I was no longer alone! Someone was there.

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