First row of beets I planted this spring came up weakly, so when I went to plant more, and all I had was old seed, I sowed very thickly. And they all came up. Now I get to do "progressive thinning": I periodically pull whichever sprouts look most crowded, and stuff the greens into my mouth.

Right, sorry. Fibro, two kids, my mom, 52 chickens, 25 sheep, 24 acres, three cats, and one useless duck. Meet Reginald the Freeloader. He defies containment, wandering the neighborhood as he pleases, despite our best efforts.

Still hanging on, managing my fibro, my mom's medical care, 52 chickens, 25 sheep, and 24 acres of lush, well-watered (for now) Maryland farmland. It's sure something.

Life is very overwhelming right now. My mom's in the hospital, first ever lambing season is crazy, trying to get things planted, raising a batch of chicks, Master Gardeners training, and more. Too much.

Hello everyone. I dread learning the rules of a new social media format, but the old ones are failing us, so here we are. Interests include soay sheep, regenerative gardening and land management, living history, video games, flamework bead making, and imagining a better world.