Happy Harvest Blog
This off-grid life
Off-grid is just the way we live, so I tend not to think about it at all, let alone how it's different.When I am struck by how living off-grid is different, however, is when I'm at someone's else's house, and I turn on the tap, and hot water comes out.There's a reason why ready electricity has become so pervasive it's practically assumed to be a human right:Electricity is damn convenient.
Winter has said, yes, she will visit again soon
Here the heavy frosts have come. Almost every morning the goldenrod and grasses are stiff and white, and there is a disc of ice on top of the chicken water. The trees are all "in their colours", one of the most beautiful times of year in Nova Scotia, since there are so many deciduous trees to blaze up in reds and yellows.
My next 100 books?
I was attracted to this pretty book at the library, and I think this might be my next 100 books.While it's easy to write scathing reviews, it's not easy to write good reviews that don't sound the same, and this book is essentially that- 100 rave reviews of superlative books.
The Silence of the Chickens
Every time the hens get moved to a new path of field jungle, a hush instantly falls. The silence is serene.
Patching the greenhouse
It appears that some raptor or another hit my greenhouse.Perhaps it was hoping for a chicken.
Jailbird
On Saturday I was shocked awake by a bird smashing into a window with the force of a snowball. I ran outside and found the bird gasping and quivering on its back, scooped it up, and took it in, holding it for several minutes, with my whole hand wrapped in a towel for dark, soothing.
Instagram.
I may not make a blog post every day, but at least I Insta.
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