Notes From the Currant Farm

The Peepers of Spring

The winters here on the Currant Farm have been getting warmer and later. Substantial snowstorms, once common and expected, have become a disappoin...

The Farmhouse Windows

When Carolyn and I moved into the 1794 farmhouse on what would later become the Currant Farm, the first feature that captured my imagination was t...

The Conceited Daffodil

For oft when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with ple...

House Wrecker Wren

Note from the Currant Farm:The House Wrecker WrenThe relative calm and quiet of winter is quickly evolving into a flurry of feathers here on the Cu...

The Solace of Cold

First of February hung on a moonless night as a thousand miles away amonster comprised of rain, snow and ice rolled across the continent towardsthe...

Monarchs & Milkweed

The Milkweed bloomed this past week here on the Currant Farm. Milkweed is the common name for the genus of plants called Asclepias named after the ...

Fireflies are crepuscular (from the Latin crepusculum meaning twilight)

Harvest & Fireflies

Bringing in the harvest is always a time of celebration and reassurance. I’m reassured that another crop has been successfully grown and harvested....