Friday

Happy New Year 2016 ... Make it a Good One ...

Thanks for stopping by the farm.

Teri

Wednesday

Merry Christmas ...

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas ...
and a very happy and healthy New Year ...
And as always, thanks for stopping by the farm. 

 Teri

Tuesday

Wishing ... Hoping ... Praying ... for Peace ...

 Peace Tree
This year with so much turmoil in the country and in the world, my hopes, wishes and prayers are for peace. As I type this I am reminded how I grew up in the "make love not war" and peace marches generation. And that so many years later we are still praying for peace in our country and in the world.
 This year I decorated a tree with things that I made or have collected, and of course all the bounty from the farm. 
So this year as I plug my "peace tree" in, I will be reminded daily to say a little prayer for peace for our country ... for the world
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Blackened bees wax doves with olive branch ...
 And a nest that has fallen from a branch ... you can see some of the sheep's wool woven in.
 So here is my wish, my hope ... Is that all who believe in the power of prayer will pray for peace.
Wishing you all a blessed and peace filled holiday season ... And as always thanks for stopping by the farm. 

Teri


Friday

For the Love Elvis ...

For the love of Elvis ...
This post is not about the king of R&R ...
However, it is about a king named Elvis ...
This is a tribute to the little white dog that I have had the pleasure to be kept by, for the last 14+ years of my life. For which I am very thankful for.
As I write this, my little buddy sits at my feet under the kitchen table. This is a spot that he and I have come to appreciate, as the morning sun streams through the triple windows that face the ridge line to the east, and the warmth from the wood stove make both of are old bones feel better.. He lays and soaks up the rays of a new day, I soak up the warmth of his little body next to my feet.
While waiting for the kettle on the wood stove to whistle, one of but a few actual sounds that my little buddy can still hear, I drift back to all of the years I have spent with and cared for this little guy.
The very first time I saw him was at a pet store. My husband took him out of the pen and set this tiny little bit of a pup on the floor, I stood in between him and hubby. Hubby called, as he proceed to find the voice to which called him, I tried to block him. Funny, how smart he was even then, as he ran around me to get to my husband.
I have never in my life, even as a child growing up had a small dog. And I did not want to start now. But, up to the check out we went with a little tiny handful of white fur. As we got to the cashier, I noticed sometime on him ... ringworm. So, of course I said I did not want him. They said they would keep him there and have him treated. Hubby paid for him, and off we went without him. I thought that was the end of that, and we would get a credit on the cc and be done.
Sometimes in life we can't understand events that happen while they are happening, but reveal themselves with time and over a life time even.
The pet shop had called and said that the puppy was ready to be picked up. Well, who do you think had to pick him up ... yep, me.
On the ride home he slept most of the way in my friends lap. I took her with me as I did not want to bothered by him.
The process of naming him was left up to hubby, enter the name Elvis, however over the years, I have called him all sorts of names, and two of them I hold quite fondly still today. Boo and Whitey, although he can't hear those words any longer ... I know he still feels them in his soul as I stroke his soft white coat.
He picked up the name Boo, because I use to make my husband take him to work with him ... and the daily routine would be "Boo I don't want to go to work" So, Boo stuck.
And then came the day, when hubby couldn't take him to work any longer.
I remember the day, the day that little dog became my best friend, the day that Boo would be with me no matter what. The day that bond between human and dog was forged, and would last some 14 years later, and still going ...
I was home sick from work laying on the couch watching T.V. when the show was interrupted by breaking news broad cast. The day was September 11th, and I watched as everyone did, the horrific footage of a plane crashing into the tower, I was shocked. And as the news kept reporting, I started to cry for all those people who had died and who were waiting to die, and those who didn't want to wait to die, and jumped to their death. All so surreal.
And then, a tiny little white dog struggled to climb up on to the sofa and comfort me in my time of need.
And now, me at 60 years old and Boo at 72 years old, and life long friends, we comfort each other.
Elvis, Boo, Whitey, has been the best dog a person could ever ask for ... loyal, patient, kind, happy,loving, forgiving, a true joy in my life, a constant reminder that as long as he is here I have a true friend. That I am loved like no other ... that I am his and he is mine. That this little puppy that came into my life so long ago has taught me so much. Always a tail wag, a loving lick, a gentle nudge, and always when I needed them most.
Most people will never know that type of unconditional love in their life, and I very thankful that I have.
Why am I writing this now some may ask, because this is my tribute, my reminder, to never take anything for granted. Not life of any kind. That each day is a true gift given, no earned.
This was my call on Wednesday night, at 4 a.m when I heard him crying, and I ran down the stairs hitting about 3 of them, to find him listless, scared, and alone. I don't know what happened to him. But I feel very, very blessed to have him at my feet today. And with each day I have him here with me, I will feel very blessed indeed.
As I was up early this morning, and every morning to let the old boy out to go to the bathroom, I am reminded that this as routine and mundane as it is, it is so very much worth every minute to be able to have a friend close, for as long as that may be ... So today, on this day of giving thanks, I am truly blessed in so many ways ... Thanks Boo for being the best dog ever!
PS, I know this is a day late for Thanksgiving, but we were out hiking in the woods ... have a great weekend and thanks for stopping by the farm.

Teri

Sunday

Closing the Gap on My Dream ...

When I decided to get sheep 11 years ago I never thought or wanted to become a huge breeder. For personal reasons I have keep my flock small. Sure, when thinking and researching sheep breeds, I did take in mind that yes I wanted to breed, but not over breed.
And over the past 11 years, my strategies and management have not changed much from where I started out. I have added to my original flock, while still preserving my starter flock. I have introduced 2 other breeds into my Cheviot flock. Both breeds I added I have had very good success with.
With the exception of KY. being a mostly all hair sheep breed and being bred, over bred and cross bred. I have managed to carve out a pretty good little notch for the wool sheep I keep.
And with that said, please don't look at this as I am bragging, I am simply giving you my back story on my flock.
You see back 11 years ago I started with 3 sheep, my goal was to have them cost me nothing, and provide me with wool. That, which they have done in abundance.
My dream, was to learn to spin their wool so I could have my own yarn to knit. As well as learn to weave, and well ... I did not care for the weaving part, the warping, wrapping ... on and on words, being used were so intimidating, that I just could not think of pursuing this craft.  I still dreamed of some day weaving something.
You see the idea of "sheep to shawl" is very important to me. And I have yet to complete the task of just that. But as of last week I can no longer say that is just a dream ... It will now become a reality!
For that I am very grateful for, the ability to say (in the future of course) I made that shawl from my sheep's wool.
Last week I wove my very first mini shawl, not from my sheep's wool, as this was a practice run.
There is a learning curve ...
However, I do fill very confident that I will be able to make beautiful one of a kind items.
And, for my very first one, well ... I do have a lot to learn, but I am okay with that.
I am also spinning the wool from my sheep that I will be making my next shawl with.
 So, as I keep going after my dream, it is nice to know that now, it is within my reach, and that I have touched it. And now, onto the next dream ... you know what they say "never stop dreaming" Have a great day! And thanks for stopping by the farm.

Teri

Saturday

2015 Best Dressed Gingers ...

 A cool cloudy weekend here in KY.
Working on dressing a few of my Gingers ... What do you think?
Hope you are have a great day today, and thanks for stopping by the farm. 

 Teri

Thursday

The Farm and Farmhouse at Fall ...


Happy Day today ... I am now into the single digits of work days left! I have to say just how very excited I am to be done with work at that hole!
Anyway, I thought I would share a few snaps of the farm and farmhouse  ...
This is looking into the smaller pasture ...
Israel enjoying the beautiful fall day ...
Israel with her boy BBJ Big Bad John ... John had a tough go of it as a lamb.
He is very sweet whether , and will live his life out here.
A few of the Cheviot sheep enjoying the cooler temps ...
Just a few gourds I grow at the farm ... I hardly ever use this flower basket for flowers ...
A few fall touches here and there ...
             Marigolds do double duty ... a great annual for fall, and works well in the veggie garden.
A wild morning glory has bloomed in a spent veggie garden ...
And of course my Amish morning glories form our old Amish farm 11 years ago now.
And some beautiful self pollinating Bittersweet ... In all it's beautiful color ...
 Limelights with some fall color ...
My spinning chair ...
Love my sign, rings true here on the farm ...
Just a few fall touches inside, don't want to over do with clutter. It takes away from the simplicity of it.
My little wool shop has under gone a bit of reno ... front stoop, will be added soon ... 
 And last the farmhouse on a blustery fall day ...
Have a great fall weekend and thanks for stopping by the farm. 

 Teri

Monday

Adding to my Stash ... For a Good Cause


Last week I participated in Spinzilla 2015! It was my first time sitting and spinning on a schedule! A week long event for a worthy cause. However, with work mixed in there, I found it a bit demanding and daunting for this old lady. Especially when you also add to the mix care of sheep who are in the breeding season. And do all the outside chores before winter settles in. 
It was to say the least more physically demanding than I ever thought spinning could or should be!
On Saturday, while I was plying my last yarn my breaker band for the tension broke, thus leaving me unable to continue plying. I was a little upset at first, but realized after I had stood up on my feet, that I had not been on all day, that this was a blessing ...  I could not feel the bottoms of my feet and my legs ached beyond belief!
 I joined this team because I wanted to contributed to a good cause, which I feel as though this was. To Raise money for the Needle arts Mentoring Program ... So that the skills are not lost in generations to come. 
And the return was 2040 yards of hand spun yarn! And Spinzilla's total 6, 120 yards!
Have a great day and thanks for stopping by the farm.

 Teri

Friday

What a Difference a Day Makes ...

Thursday morning I was out harvesting some Sweet Annie and Bittersweet to ship out to a customer, as I was cutting I thought I would cut a bit for myself and start my fall decorating. I love to decorate with mostly all natural items . I like the look that the beauty of nature brings to my white walls. All the yellows, oranges, dark greens and browns. The natural color and shapes of the drying Limelight Hydrangeas, the dried okra and the little gourds. I cut this Bittersweet for my ironstone pitcher, as you can see the berries where green with just a few in orange 
Here they are 24 hours later, all popped and beautiful!
And here is a little bowl of naturals I made up for myself and I made an extra and listed on my ETSY
SOLD!
And I want to say a big thank you for all of you who purchased my Sweet Annie again this year! I have a few left, so please contact as Annie is time sensitive! And as always thanks for stopping by the farm.

 Teri

Monday

For Sale ... Inquire Through E Mail ...


 Happy Labor Day to all ...
FRESH SWEET ANNIE IS SOLD OUT!
WILL HAVE SMALL DRIED BUNDLES IN A WEEK. PLEASE INQUIRE EARLY.
I have had several emails asking about my Sweet Annie and Bittersweet.
This year I have a very limited amount of Sweet Annie, and will be selling it in smaller fresh cut 12 inch lengths only. Price is $6.00 for 1 pound & shipping and handling.
Last date to ship Sweet Annie is September 22, 2015.
Bittersweet will be cut the day before fresh with some leaves attached (see above photo)  some may have no leaves, and will be $12.00 for 1 pound.
Stems will be random lengths and buyer to pay shipping & handling.
Please inquire at the email tab at the top of this page. And as always thanks for stopping by the farm. 

Teri