Author Archives: brambleshirefarm
To Seed or Not To Seed, PoMDs, and The Ugly Duckling-Flower-Tree-Thingie …
… That is the Question Actually, that is not quite right. That heading should be something more like “To sow indoors, or to sow outdoors, that is the question.” Permit me to provide a little context for those of you … Continue reading
Adventures in Apiaries, Ketching-up, The Great Flood, and Flippin’ the Bird
Location, Location, Location … … it is all about location. Access to the southern sky for sunlight in the winter, access to the east so the morning sun will encourage an early start to the day, a proper windbreak to … Continue reading
Hee Haw, Seedling Solidarity, and Forbidden Love
Gloom, Despair, and Agony on Me … Deep, dark depression, excessive misery! Deena flew out yesterday for job training … THREE WEEKS worth. And while I completely support her in her new job, I miss her already. The house and … Continue reading
Inspiration, Flakiness, and Hawt Chicks
My Muse … Leonardo had Mona Lisa, John Denver had The Rocky Mountains, Francis Scott Key had the Battle of Baltimore and Fort McHenry. Me? I have stress and aggravation. I know what you are thinking … awesome! Right? I mean, … Continue reading
Still going …
Well it looks like the weather is going to make my point about our Colorado spring … currently at 10 inches right now and we are expecting the snow to continue through out the night. I just finished digging a … Continue reading
Wake, waking, and waken … errr … woken …
Yes, I know. We don’t call, we don’t write … and you have been worried sick. I get it. I do. Really. I could bore you with all the tedious and sordid details of why I have not posted over the last … Continue reading
Second Thoughts, Well Aged Dirt, and Lobotomized Sharks …
What have I wrought? Anyone out there a second guess type person? Is that really a “type”of personality? Type SG Personality? I am afraid that second-guessing myself and my decisions is something that permeates my very existence on a daily, … Continue reading
New Life at The Shire…
Birthday Trees … With the big 42 fast approaching me, like a run away train from the depths of hell, heralding that yet another year has passed me by and the grey hairs I am seeing in the mirror are … Continue reading