My current favorite sweatshirt has a John Deer tractor on it. It’s old. It was my grandpa’s–it has his name JAMES DAVISON in black permanent marker on the inside collar. He collected tractors. I used to wear this sweater out to look at the stars when I still lived in Arkansas. It was in much
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When we buried Jasper we forgot to send him with his prized possession: his rotting deer leg. No matter how far we’d throw it, he’d find it within a few days. He’d gnaw and chew and carry it with him. He’d say “just five more minutes!” when we’d pack up for the day, “I’m not
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As many of you already know, we said goodbye to our farmhand, best friend, 17-time consecutive employee of the month, beloved dog Jasper. Jasper has been a part of Dear Wildflower since the very beginning–sampling green beans and melons from my first garden, hiding timidly from the lawn mower, joining happily on countless dump runs,
In as few words as possible: I struggle being by myself. But. I keep showing up. Oftentimes by myself. More often than not, with the Rat (that’s my dog, Jasper). I’d like to say how helpful the Rat is, you know, with the farm tasks. That is, unfortunately, not the case. He’s often found chasing
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Dear Lord, how has it been a year. Well, now. It’s officially been a bit more than that. I’m late to my anniversary. Let’s take a pause and lay down an Ebenezer. This year we wrote a forest management plan that was fully funded by NRCS. Planted and harvested from two small gardens. Put into
Here’s the thing. So much of what I write and have written is and was melancholy. Moody. Dark. Hopeful? And not long ago I wrote “Better Days are Here” because they are now. Every day is lighter and brighter than the one before. Well, except for this week. More on that in a moment. As
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We are very excited to welcome mushrooms to Dear Wildflower Acres & Orchard. Kay and Geary of BearPaw Brook Farms have been incredibly generous with their knowledge and time as we learn about mushroom keeping and harvesting from them. As they transition into their retirement (congratulations, friends), the mushrooms transition into our care. In the
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Long story short, I had a tooth pulled. It was terrible. It was awful, the most painful thing I’ve experienced to date. And longer story short, I hit a rabbit with my car and ate it. It was delicious. Since moving back to Wisconsin, there have been a lot of experiences that really have pushed
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