Bread.

Bread.

  The first thing that every schoolchild learns about King Alfred is that he burned some loaves. The history books clearly could not come to an agreement on what Alfred actually looked like, but they all agreed that he was a big old loaf-burner. The schoolchild later,...
Our winter warmer — Maple-syrup Old Fashioned

Our winter warmer — Maple-syrup Old Fashioned

When it’s dark at 4.30pm, your drafty home refuses to get above 55F, and there’s ice on the INSIDE of the windows, what do you do to warm up in the evening? You could make a big fort in the middle of your living room with every blanket you have in the...
Chickens, a winter update

Chickens, a winter update

A lot of people have been asking me how our chickens have been coping with the winter weather. To be honest, I had been a little worried about keeping them safe through the cold months. We’re not exactly Minnesota, but we do get snowy winters. Last year the snow...
That’ll do, hen.

That’ll do, hen.

It’s been an exciting sort of week in the world of chickens around these parts. First, we started getting eggs last weekend. I might have mentioned in our first chicken post that we weren’t exactly sure how old our hens were, but breath was baited, fingers...
Aw, nuts.

Aw, nuts.

I like to tell people that growing up in England, and particularly in the Garden of England™ that is the Kent countryside, you naturally absorb, as if by osmosis, an understanding of the ways of nature. You find yourself in easy harmony with the plants, and the...