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Category Archives: by dave

never a dull moment

While walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain (it may not have specifically been SoHo, or raining), coming back from a desk job andread more »

fowl friday

It was a tough spring for our birds, both here and abroad. A raccoon had been picking off a few of our hens here (the problem seems to haveread more »

harrier hill farm gate sales (delivery possible)

Our humble little farm produces an excess of certain things at certain times, as all good farms do. Our offering will vary randomly, butread more »

Pig Hotel

Our friend Barry and I banged together a pretty skookum (solid!) pig house a few weeks ago the day before The Pink Ladies arrived. I addedread more »

Beautiful blankets

We sent some of our wool last fall to MacAusland’s Woolen Mill in PEI. By providing our own wool we get seriously wholesale prices onread more »

On the fence about fencing

There are a few things about farming that intimidate me and fencing is one of them. I think it’s the diverse variety of strongread more »

Moving Sparkles II and Louie III

It’s times like these that I wish I had gone to 4-H and learned the “proper” way to handle cattle. And then spent theread more »

Classic overprune? I hope not.

I know it has been at least 5 years since our orchard has been pruned. And possibly much longer. We have a plum tree that is 30 feet more »

the pink ladies

We love pork. Especially Christine. Last fall she bartered a photography session for a box of home grown pork with our good friends Barryread more »

all business

Look at the snazzy new business cards my talented wife made me. I wish the barn looked as good as my business cards more »

who goes to a conference on their honeymoon?

We do! We were privileged to be able to attend Terra Madre in Turin, Italy, Slow Food’s biannual conference held in conjunctionread more »

feeding like a ninja

The job is much easier if I can sneak past the sheep and fill the feeders before they notice. I try to tip toe. About half the time I amread more »