The Month of Three Milkings

In ancient Germania, May was called Thrimilce, or “the month of three milkings.” After the long and cold winters of the frozen north, livestock were often so well fed on fresh spring grass that they could be milked three times a day.  What a change this must have been from the lean months after Fall…

Cold Snaps and Angry Farmers.

The second week of May did not show signs of becoming any more welcoming.  In fact, we suffered a drastic cold snap that sent us scrambling to cover a dozen 4 x 20 garden beds.  This put us in a dire situation for two reasons: first, we did not have enough plastic to cover them…

May Day

May 1st was our first celebration on the homestead of May Day, and though this ancient tradition has many variants, we settled on a quiet afternoon of reading and drinking tea. Dinner was served by candlelight since a late Spring storm began that ushered in several hours of rain.  The thunder was magnificent and added…

The End Draws Nigh (Spring Jubilee)

Sacrificing to the Bees. The end of Spring draws nigh and with it, the fury of work that began in February is drawing to a close.  The work will not completely end, it never does, it only becomes a new kind of work. Much of our time over the last week of Éastermónaþ was spent…

With Hands in the Mud

“And when spring came she fared over Broadfirth and came to a certain ness, and there ate the day-meal; that place is sithence called Daymealness, and there beginneth Midfellstrand ” Late frost and even some light snow arrived during the first few weeks of April and the temperature had been alternating quite wildly.  Despite the…

Release the Hens!

Growth and Fertility blessed the homestead during the Spring of 2016. Chickens were safely allowed to spread their wings once more outside of the confine of the runs and our paddock system was put into full use.  Ducks were finally able to break through the ice of the pond and ushered in the usual season…