Category: Dog

White’s Hill Hop from Billie Best on Vimeo.

I spent the summer farming as much as possible, playing hooky from my consulting practice, limiting my volunteer work, squeezing out my writing, and ignoring my housekeeping. It was my fourth summer as the sole farmer on the farm. Finally I felt I perfected every mission critical task and process. I was gung ho to manage [...]

Rule of thumb: When things appear to be going perfectly, you are probably missing something. My advice is duck and cover because it’s just about to hit you. I woke up this morning with the same smug buzz I wrote about yesterday — opened all the doors and windows, meditated, breathed deeply in the sun, [...]

I harvested the last of the asparagus in my former vegetable garden before I turned the cows into the south pasture for the second time this season. It has been a three week streak of me doing farm work in every available hour, and I am feeling smug about my accomplishments. So many seasons past I [...]

I am trying to go with the flow. I thought it would improve my technique to know the origin of the phrase. According to UrbanDictionary.com “go with the flow” was first known to be used by Marcus Aurelius who ruled the Roman Empire from 161 to 180. I remember my Grandma Best, a lifetime school [...]

It is still deep winter on the farm. A few feet of snow surround the house and it’s raining sideways this morning coating my world with ice. It’s raining inside, too. The collar around the wood stove chimney is dripping noisily on the heat shield and the floor. I have the whole area wrapped in [...]

Moon has just been diagnosed with Immunodeficiency of Weimaraners. His immune deficiency appears to be manifesting as meningitis. Today the vet diagnosed his condition as terminal and gave him a small chance of living more than a year. Of course, I am hoping his life expectancy is longer, but I agree with the general diagnosis. Moon [...]

After a couple more blizzards, rain on snow, a sand storm of sleet, and an accumulation of three feet of snow with a hard ice crust — the charm in my last blog post is completely gone. There will be no photographs of my lovely farm here today. I don’t want to confuse beauty with [...]

A snow storm from the midwest and a rain storm from the Atlantic collided over the farm during the night, and this morning it’s a complete white out. There was no sunrise, just a cross-fade from black to murky grey to silent white. I started morning chores early because the cows and the goats were [...]

Winter is coming. It’s not here yet, but she’s knocking at the door. I have the thermostat in the house set at 60. The upstairs rooms are closed for the season. The heat up there is turned off.  I have moved my office to the table in front of the windows beside the wood-burning stove. [...]