I have taken an unintentional disappearance that is clearly needed. Once I got that clue, the rest has been easy. Hanging out on the farm, with all my animals friends has been a good prescription. Google (Blogger) informed me I had used up all my picture storage and...
As 2012 closes, I want to thank each of you for following along with me at Long Ridge Farm. Your presence is felt and enjoyed and it makes the travel all the lighter! I wish you good health, prosperity and a large dose of peace in the coming year, however you may seek...
The hour draws closer to the most magical night of the year. Past the solstice now, a minute more light and a bit higher in the sky, the sun mellows us. Snow is coming tonight, the best of gifts on this coming silent night. Our tree is trimmed simply this year as if...
There is an enormous sale this weekend at Long Ridge Farm 116 Paine Rd, Westmoreland, NH 10-4PM Saturday and Sunday, December 1st & 2nd. Come celebrate my birthday and take advantage of great savings! Included are spinning fibers, pre-felt, raw fleece,...
New Hampshire made history this election with full court press for women, from governor to senators and congress women. here is pretty simple. a wall has emerged in a space once occupied by sheep and even students in the summer young feathers have joined with a bunch...
Hurricane Sandy is barreling in tonight and this could be the view in a few hours if driving. But rather it was the view last weekend while Faith and I drove down to the Rhinebeck show in New York to sell my wares. It was a miserable, rainy Friday but promised to be a...
Looking back a month, I guided a lovely group through the day learning to dye with indigo. Beautiful blues. A vintage dress that was a rather bland light peach morphed. It was dyed with the indigo I grew this summer which yielded a much greener blue. Love it! It was a...
Autumn as been short and lackluster in my corner of the world. I suspect the too dry summer stressed the trees and when the time came to say goodbye to their canopies, it was without a fight. The leaves have drifted down, mostly yellow, ever as lovely, on the forest...
On this day in 2006, at this very hour, I was standing alone in the far field at the farm. My memory of that moment is as if it was yesterday. I felt an eerie silence. An aloneness I couldn't define. Never did I imagine what I would learn by nightfall. As I stood in...
Katie, dear friend and prior shepherdess, is home for a visit from Rwanda after a year away. she came for the weekend here on the farm. a treat for us all. Katie was most excited to visit the flock, as she had done chores daily, helped with lambing and written...
