The kids next door have built the “Namaste Café” A certain little dog looks good as a barista, no?

The backward spring of Two-thousand-and-twenty, in which March had eighty-seven days, has at last, after a few token April and May days, segued into June. Finally has come Soraraza* time. […]

Whose sandplain woods these are we surely know. Our little dog adores it so. These woods are open, full of light. And in these woods there is a sight. An […]

Yesterday I had one of the more exciting and rewarding experiences of my gardening life. Three years ago in the fall of 2017, I found and picked a seedpod from […]

Such a short walk. Not even two miles long. And it’s taking three posts to cover? At the end of the last FMBW post we were descending a stairway. To […]

In which we take a break to bring you some daffodils. The pink-centered ones are striking. Last fall I fell for an ad for these. Was it worth it? This […]

Fulling Mill Brook is anything but a mighty river. But this year, this spring, it’s a stream of respectable size. Most of the time the flow is small. This year […]

Because of the COVID-19 pandemic, we’ve now been in (relative) isolation for over seven weeks. We are very lucky to have a garden and a yard outside the house, and […]

Springtime flowers. Start with a dandelion… It’s daffodil and narcissus time of year. Here’s a full-on yellow one… Orange trumpet. Yellow splitcup. This morning at 5AM at Wishetwurra Farm it […]

We don’t dare say “squirrel” out loud around here. If we do, a certain dog will leap up from the soundest sleep and run to the door, ready to do […]