Living on this farm

The meanderings of an accidental farmer

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Waiting for the storm

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I feel more prepared now than any other winter that I can remember. And I suppose complaining that our work hasn't been put to the test ...
Saturday, January 29, 2011

changes

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I was in a funk all day yesterday between a feeling of sadness and confusion. I think the last three days and the dairy possibility were jus...
Friday, January 28, 2011

So here we are

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First I talked to Frank Brucelle from Dept of ag. dairy div. He is not the Frank I needed to talk to, but it was nice to meet him. This Fran...
Thursday, January 27, 2011

The closest I've gotten

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My fingers are shaking as I write this post. My stomach is in a twist and my heart doesn't know weather the sink into my stomach or jum...
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Back to the farmy life

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My quick little weekend getaway to Seattle was wonderful. It was just the perfect amount of time off the farm. It felt like longer than a we...
Wednesday, January 19, 2011

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I hold my warm coffee cup wrapped in my chilled hands like the face of an old dear friend whose arrival has been anticipated for weeks. Brin...
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

find your bliss

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Woke up this morning two hours after the alarm went off. Haggard and spent from a broken night between sleeplessness and out of body experie...
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Lisa
A restaurateur from Seattle who left her life and the restaurant business to move to Oklahoma to start her own farm. What she didn’t know was it wasn’t all going to be sipping ice tea on the front porch. The physical, emotional and spiritual challenges of farming in Oklahoma became a center of self-discovery and a practice into food centric contemplative living and mindfulness. This blog contains essays and meanderings of thoughts, insights, failures and successes. Food. Farming. Practice.
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