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October, it turns out, is Dahlia season. Jen’s careful tuber husbandry has paid off handsomely. We strayed from the farm this weekend. Sarah was in Boston, rowing in the Colgate Alumnae Eight at the Head of the Charles. We crossed the river to join the Sapersteins in a visit to the Scherrs’ new house in […]

At least one Eastern Screech Owl family has a new home available to it, as we (Jen) climbed the ladder to hang one of our owl houses. We’ll let you know if anyone takes up residence.

Jen was out looking for hickory nuts this morning, but she may have been too far behind other claimants, I encountered this small herd on the trail this morning. I’m not sure even they knew what they were looking for.

We had a big party to celebrate our 60th birthdays, with family and friends from near and far. Jen spiffied up the farm to a considerable extent, including large-scale fence-rebuilding and brush removal. We were lucky to have the nicest day of the year, sunny, mild and dry. After cocktail hour in and around the […]

in anticipation of our 60th birthday party, we performed the annual Sweeping of the Barn. This would be a more manageable task if we had fewer bats, actually swept out the barn annually, or both.

A mysterious figure gathers blackberries on the hill. What can it signify? The mysterious figure gathered no black raspberries this season, yet the Duchess County Fair impends. Stayed tuned for the jarring conclusion.

Although Sarah was still away at school, Jen received her customary breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day.

We devoted Easter morning to the annual cleaning of the barn, which involves sweeping out the prior year’s accumulated birdshit so that the Barn Swallows can enjoy tidy accommodations for the coming season. Yesterday Daisy climbed Burger Hill with her husband, Ringo. These days, Daisy finds it easier to climb the hill than to get […]

Here’s Jen out in the woods, stalking the elusive Barred Owl. We had a glimpse of the owl, but we got a much closer look at these ferocious creatures of the forest, who appear to have wandered over from the Vlei Marsh trail.

We had a quiet Christmas holiday, with just the three of us and Jen’s parents. Sarah ably performed her elfly duties, and Daisy found a soup bone in her stocking. Sarah gave Jen these beautiful pressed ginkgo leaves from Strasbourg. She gave her grandfather a pen and notebook, where he can record his inner thoughts. […]