As a cold chill and powdery snow take over the farm, I turn inward and relish in the cozy joys of baking. My first projects involve sourdough starter.
The past two growing seasons have been big flops, but I’m aiming for a few garden wins this year—even with my little one in tow.
As I prepare to dig a little deeper into life on the farm with my husband and daughter in 2018, my word of the year is “presence.”
Hope has been restored for this year’s garden, thanks to the kindness of a friend. We’re finding more and more, that’s how it goes out here.