Tag: compost

the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out–cultivating compost

Now that we’re revamping the gardens around here, I have been working on some new composting holding areas.  Sundays are usually compost turning day so I thought I’d repost this one.  ~cameron Sunday around is compost turning day.  After a week of tossing stuff… Continue Reading “the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out–cultivating compost”

babying the berries–tips for springtime care

Two years ago, my out-of-control wineberry bushes began bullying my blueberry plants.  In an effort to call them off, I trimmed and tugged until the unruly characters ended up on their side of the garden patch.  A couple of months later, the birds and… Continue Reading “babying the berries–tips for springtime care”

lessons learned: God’s thoughts on compost

This week, I spent time with my spiritual director.  She talks with me about my journey with the Creator and cultivates the relationship we have through sacred listening.  Her guidance has nurtured me in a way that supports my daily practices to integrate mind,… Continue Reading “lessons learned: God’s thoughts on compost”

lessons learned: what farming can teach us about patience

Life on a farm is a school of patience; you can’t hurry the crops or make an ox in two days. ~Henri Alain When I taught young children and as I raised my daughter, I had several lessons I wanted to impart–one of those… Continue Reading “lessons learned: what farming can teach us about patience”

lessons learned: farming boots and defining ourselves

Saturday, I sat down for a rest in my driveway.  I had been hoeing, planting, and mulching for quite awhile, and I needed a break.  As I watched the chickens strut around the perennial bed, I happened to glance down at my boots.   The… Continue Reading “lessons learned: farming boots and defining ourselves”

here a chick, there a chick–chickens and gardens

As the chickens and I spent several hours out on the farm yesterday, I realized that the sisters are really learning their way around the gardens and woods.  When they hear a hawk call out, they run and search for bugs under low growing… Continue Reading “here a chick, there a chick–chickens and gardens”