Circle M Farm

We lost Bounce yesterday. And Loki. continued »

This morning we encountered another medical mystery here on the Marion homestead. Shortly after breakfast, while I was in the kitchen finishing up bottle-feeding Bounce, our recently-recovered polio-stricken house lamb, my teenage son Eli came in from outside chores to inform me there was a downed sheep in the calving barn corral. continued »

We almost lost Bounce this week. continued »

Our tiny bottle lamb is really starting to thrive. The pitter patter (really more like ticker-tacker) of little lamb hooves is a constant background sound in the house these days, and Bounce seems to grow more adorable by the minute. continued »

Spring appears to have sprung here in our recently-frigid now-muddy valley. I should be thrilled, right? I love tilling and planting and playing in the dirt and the past few days of 40-degree weather have uncovered the fertile earth below the ice. But rather than inspire joy and anticipation, the sight of green stuff emerging from the snow has unleashed an anxiety bordering on panic in my soul. continued »

Red potato, blue potato! We’ll have both those, and more, this summer, now that I’ve finally placed my seed potato order. When I ordered my vegetable seed in January I put off the potato decisions since I won’t actually plant them until the soil is thawed, whereas lots of vegetables will actually be started here in the house in a few weeks. So “Potato Order” is one more thing I can cross off my still-ridiculously-long winter to-do list. Hooray! Now I can dream of digging potatoes when I’m digging out of the snow, should we get still more – continued »

Bounce has a new favorite spot to sleep in addition to the floor in front of the woodstove – the corner where the sink cabinet meets the stove in the kitchen. This is progress for our little guy – moving away from the fire means his body must be regulating temperature better and getting stronger. His voice is definitely stronger and so is his attachment to me – my adopted baby has recently developed the endearing behavior of standing next to me while I cook and rubbing the side of his face up and down against my leg. continued »