The field journal
Notes from the plot
The honest record, entry by entry — what went in, what came up, what failed, and what ended up on the shelf or the plate.
The calendula came back on its own
Self-sown seedlings everywhere from last year's flowers — proof that the medicine row mostly looks after itself.
Read entry →Turning bay two, and what worms taught me
Six months of scraps had quietly become dark, sweet-smelling soil. A note on the three-bay rhythm.
Read entry →Making a calendula salve on the kitchen stove
Last summer's dried petals, infused in oil and set with a little beeswax. A batch that cost almost nothing.
Read entry →Why I stopped digging the beds
Three seasons of no-dig and the soil has never looked better. Less work, fewer weeds, better structure.
Read entry →Hardneck garlic, planted in the cold
The cloves that went in before the frosts are up and standing. Overwintering alliums and planning a year of meals.
Read entry →Reading seed packets by the wood stove
The quiet month. Sorting and ordering seed, and planning what the plot will become.
Read entry →No entries in that area yet — check back next season.