Category: Floating Axe Farm

On Saturday, we will celebrate three years here on Floating Axe Farm. Three years. I’m both unsure how so much time has passed, and completely…

I looked up, and it was June. Not just June, but the actual middle of June. And here I am, wondering what happened to May.

I remember heading home one beautiful July evening many years ago. We lived in Western Washington, and the trees towered over the road, and everything had…

One of the first pieces of poetry my children are required to memorize is M.A. Stodart’s “One Thing At A Time”: Work while you work; play…

Though we are preparing for more rain today, we’ve begun the work of recovery after this past week’s floods.

Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, and spend a year there and engage in…

Normally, I’m not a huge fan of winter. I’m an autumn person, a lover of leaves and golden light and the beginning of a chill…

Have you ever met a kid who has no interest whatsoever in horses? Me, neither.

The internet, we all know, is a highlight reel. It’s a carefully edited series of images and words chosen to convey what we want, when…

Christmas Day was quiet here. Quiet, but full.