Our A-frame Mobile Chicken Coop

Our chickens (who still aren’t named, sorry y’all – we’re slacking) are almost six weeks old! Most of them have all of their real feathers and are almost ready to pack their things, move out of the garage, and out into the wide world. And by the wide world, I mean the chicken coop and tractor we’re building to keep them safe and secure.

When we brought our ladies home, all we had was the brooder box and the basics for keeping chicks, knowing that we’d have a few weeks to figure out a plan for a chicken coop and to build it. Every time we’d drive into town, we’d slow down as we passed farms with chickens, trying to get a glimpse of that family’s coop, to see if it was something we liked. Continue reading “Our A-frame Mobile Chicken Coop”

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Trellising Tomatoes

Did y’all enjoy your holiday weekend?

We had our first “farm warming” party, which lit the fire under us to get our house and property in tip-top shape. Or, at least, in decent enough shape to welcome our extended family and friends. We spent the 4th doing what most Midwesterners do – enjoy barbecue burgers, potato salad, and sit around outside talking about how hot it was. Continue reading “Trellising Tomatoes”

Spicy Lemon Chicken Pasta with Garden Tomatoes and Basil

We’ve reached the end of August and summer is still going strong. Even though I’m longing for sweater weather, the extended heat is allowing our garden to continue thriving. After a slow start, our tomato plants have finally taken off and our kitchen is full of little orange globes bursting with summer sweetness.

Our cherry tomato plants, in particular, have taken over the garden. No matter how I try to support them, it seems they outgrow the space they’ve been given within minutes of being re-staked. These overgrown plants have given us dozens of tomatoes in the past couple weeks, and we’ve had to adjust our dinner menus accordingly. Continue reading “Spicy Lemon Chicken Pasta with Garden Tomatoes and Basil”

Finding family around the table

This morning I ran to the grocery store to grab a gallon of milk in fear that we wouldn’t have enough to make it to nap time. While I was walking quickly through the aisles to get to the dairy, I was struck by the sheer volume of prepackaged and canned food. And I thought to myself, What would our ancestors say if they walked into one of our grocery stores today?

I’m not naive enough to think that prepackaged foods have only been around in my lifetime. I know supermarkets have slowly filled their shelves with boxes of muffins and cans of spaghetti-os. But when did we get to the point where the majority of food in the grocery store comes boxed up with the phrase “just add water” tattooed across the front? Continue reading “Finding family around the table”

How to be a Homesteader at Heart

I like to pretend the family and I live on a farm, especially when I get to writing. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. Despite the clothesline and vegetable garden, we are rocking a quarter acre plot in the middle of suburbia.

There are a handful of times when I can close my eyes, breathe in fresh cut grass and convince myself we live somewhere else. But then I open my eyes to see my neighbor’s porch covered in weeds and hear the screech of tires when the drivers decide to actually stop at the stop sign adjacent to our house.

Continue reading “How to be a Homesteader at Heart”