Category Archives: Small Calm Farm

Happy, healthy, naturally raised chickens. Australorps, Barred Rock and Rhode Island reds. Very hardy. After a very slow period from mid-November to the end of January when the days were shorter, the girls are laying 15-18 eggs a day.

We abandon what only annoys us, take our faba and melon alone and early in such as light as the curtains allow, purchase the weather from checkered gentlemen, sketch lilies in the margins of unread flight novels and barely speak of how our days went. C’est la. Take the print from that wall. It isContinue reading “Beauty is too skinny”

An abrupt abutment of wide earth and broad air is a line that draws him without end to the boundary – of wide earth and broad air. He plows a square on the plain without end to the boundary: the bent hedgepost by the sun. – He plows a square on the plain he inheritsContinue reading “There”

Dogs like to dig holes. Fair enough. But this seems weird. What’s that poking out from under the dog house? It’s Isla, resting in the hole she dug. Odd pup. I’ve built two dog houses so far. Each time, the sheep have moved in and the poor dogs have to share their inside space. OrContinue reading “My dogs sleep in holes”

I have an inordinate affection for barn swallows. These tiny birds, weighing less than 1 OUNCE (~28 grams), fly thousands of miles from the northern to the southern hemispheres in early autumn and back again in Spring. They eat only insects, usually in mid-air, and their amazing aerodynamics is a sight to behold. I loveContinue reading “Barn Swallow Delight”