A tiny radish of passionate scarlet, tipped modestly in white. – Clementine Paddleford As I was putting in my garden, Mom gave me a little bag of mixed radish and carrot seeds. “The radishes grow faster than the carrots,” she
On Bumpkinism

I recently began a new job, which I am very excited about. I won’t talk much about it here, but I can tell you that it keeps me very busy, and I travel a lot. Most of my co-workers are in
Six Things I Learned Doing Laundry with a Washboard

The Cabbage doesn’t have a washer and dryer yet, so we’ve been doing laundry at Mom’s since we moved. (Thanks, Mom!) About a month ago, though, we found a cheap washboard at the General Store. It waited in the bathroom,
Small Joys: Pie Cherries
One of my goals in resurrecting this blog is to document some of the simple joys that come from living here. For example, yesterday, my to-do list didn’t include picking cherries or making pie. But then my sister called to
A Puppy on the Homestead

Meet Richard Campbell Gansey IV, Gansey for short. (Drew and I are big fans of The Raven Cycle, especially Will Patton’s reading.) Gansey is a seven-month-old Blue Heeler/Border Collie mix. We’ve had him for a little over a week now,
Slow Compost

When we first moved into the cabbage, I started a compost heap. Nothing fancy. Just a pile of rotten wood and food scraps at the edge of our yard. I don’t turn it often. I never watered it. But every
Subtle Habits

One of the biggest reasons we moved out here was money. In Seattle we made a good amount of money but never had any, because so much of it went to rent and other bills. We make considerably less out
Power Outage Byproducts

I have never really thought about where my water comes from or how I get it. Previously, I lived in cities with a central water system. I turn on a tap. Water appears. If for some reason there is no
Happy Birthday!

Today we celebrate the birthday of my wife, my best friend, my co-blogger, and my co-conspirator in life. I think this time last year we were kicking around Seattle, enjoying everything that Capitol Hill had to offer and having
Life In Progress: Shame and Pinterest Envy

We moved into the Cabbage a good two months ago, yet we still haven’t posted any pictures, despite several requests. When we’d just moved in, it was easy enough to justify holding out. After all, we had boxes everywhere and