homesteading

Wine and dandy

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“Peapods,” says Kelly Coyne, pausing for emphasis. We’d just told her and her husband, Erik Knutzen, about making wine with peapod hulls. “It’s just…

Trial by Fire

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My sister-in-law likes to say she’s a collard not a marigold, meaning she prefers cold weather over hot. I, on the other hand, am…

Mistakes

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Mistakes have been made. One time, we bought a marble sink but the cabinet didn’t fit in the bathroom. We were pulling it out…

Grape expectations

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It started off so innocently. Which is, I know, what Prince Paris and Helen of Troy thought when they met for some spanakopita, and…

Espal-yay!

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I was staring at the saplings, just two weeks in the ground. Shears in hand, I knew what I had to do. My victims…

Farming was sexy

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“This room is no longer well-quaffed,” said Matthew Raiford, to a room filled with 1,000 farmers and growers, mostly from Georgia. Raiford, from Brunswick,…

Treeson

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I swear we didn’t want to do it. Cutting down a hardwood tree was the last thing we wanted, but the water oak in…

Starter Wars

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A long time ago, in a kitchen far, far away…. Well, it was only a year ago, in truth. And the kitchen was two…

In a nutshell

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Up the road a few miles from work, there’s a big swath of state land, abutting the Chattahoochee River. Jenn and I took a…