Country Life in Sandwich, New Hampshire
While the Mid-Atlantic States are being pummeled by winter storms, we here in Northern New England are waiting patiently for a decent dump of snow. (Okay, not so patiently — whaaaa!) We got about 6 inches of snow in December, … Continue Reading →
The last autumn leaves are clinging to the trees, but it’s been windy and wet lately, so they’ll all be down soon. It’s nice to see new views emerge (there’s a house back there in the woods?!), and the extra … Continue Reading →
Here’s a quick tip for the “Try This!” category. Okay, before you roll your eyes and say, “really?”, consider this: the baking powder can is designed better than the baking soda box. (Ah, ah! Stop that eye rolling!) So, Little … Continue Reading →
After a blistering hot, bone dry June and a cool, soaking wet July, the farm gardens and greenhouses are enjoying some lovely summer sunshine. The ever expanding row of shingles on the roadside farm stand sign inspired me to write … Continue Reading →
We’ve had snow on the ground since the big storm in mid-December. In a fit of pandemic pique, rain on Christmas Day washed away most of it (not nice), but since then a series of storms have dumped on the … Continue Reading →
Winter has settled in on the farm. Days are lengthening and the chickens are laying more eggs. Sugaring time is just around the bend. The snow pack isn’t particularly deep (we’re just a tad short of 2 feet on our … Continue Reading →
We weren’t able to get away on our annual North Carolina trip last spring. We had made reservations at our favorite campgrounds on the Outer Banks and outside Asheville when the pandemic hit and the campgrounds closed. Oh, well, at … Continue Reading →
What on earth is that on the farm truck? I’ll give you a hint: it has to do with horses. These days, farm animals on Booty Family Farm include sheep, pigs, and chickens, but once, gentle giants roamed the pastures. … Continue Reading →
Summer has arrived! Tomatoes are ripening in the growing tunnel at Booty Family Farm, we’re swimming in squash and beans, the baby chicks are teenagers, Elsa’s flowers are in the farm stand, the sheep are knee deep in grass, and … Continue Reading →
The Covid-19 pandemic has changed everything and nothing. On the farm, we’re socially distanced like all respectful people — no farm family dinners, no hugging Granny, and no Cooking Club with Elsa. But then again, we’re still a friendly and … Continue Reading →