…and we are still working. And making progress! Probably our biggest—and certainly the most time consuming—project is the floor. Because Ben is working from cottonwood lumber (rather than pre-finished flooring), there is a ton of work involved. Each board must … Continue reading
Is it really Christmastime already? How did that happen? I guess times flies when you are in the middle of renovating, remodeling, and making over…and still living in a bit of a construction zone. It seems like not too long … Continue reading
This year, Santa made an early stop at Cockamamy Farm. What did he bring, you ask? Well, a dump truck full of gravel, of course! Until the gravel arrived, our driveway has really been a pair of tire tracks through … Continue reading
When we made the decision to let our chickens be free range, we knew that the freedom would be coupled with a bit of risk. But rather than fence in our flock and restrict their ability to stretch their legs, … Continue reading
Fletcher is a card-carrying member of the Clean Plate Club. And he thinks it’s his job to personally clean everyone else’s plate, too. We feed the three dogs in three bowls. Fletcher (above, on the right) is the fastest eater. … Continue reading
The first snow here at Cockamamy Farm was picturesque—quiet, sparkly, thick, beautiful. And, it was the puppies’ first snow! They were pretty cute trying to figure it all out. Fletcher and Okra were chasing each other and biting the snow, … Continue reading
In this season of thanksgiving (by the way, is anyone else totally blown away by how this year has flown by? I think my brain is still in early September!), I have noticed several things around Cockamamy in the last … Continue reading
An update, you ask? Well, the short version is this: These two are growing like weeds!! See photographic evidence below. We adopted Okra (left) and Fletcher on July 19. They were 10 weeks old on July 21. And sweet little … Continue reading
Sum-sum-summatime and the garden is bountiful! I can’t stand to see all the yummy goodness go to waste. While I’m shoving garden tomatoes into my mouth at ever opportunity, there’s no way I can eat them all. So I’m also … Continue reading
This time last year, I thought if I ever had to haul six loads of dirty farm laundry to the laundromat ever again, I’d scream! At the time, our washer and dryer were not yet in the house … Continue reading
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