Author Archives: Kelli Miller

There’s a lovely website called 101 Cookbooks, by the equally lovely Heidi Swanson. This past spring she was so kind as to include a link on her site to our site, and that link sends quite a bit of web … Continue reading →

comes in boxes of 100

We finished out our week of vacation last week with hay making. It’s really a bit late for the second cutting, but the guy that cuts it for us had mechanical difficulties with his cutter and ended up buying a … Continue reading →

Friday night we picked corn at Aunt Veronica & Uncle Lyle’s. Every year they plant sweet corn with their regular field corn planter – so this is one huge “patch” of corn – and generously allow friends and family to … Continue reading →

A few more of my favorite photos from our visit to Living History Farms The Blacksmith at the 1875 Town of Walnut Hill A cute little side porch on the 1900 farmhouse A coat and firewood room outside the 1900 … Continue reading →

Rafe liked the Indian farm, mainly because of their prolific use of sticks. Several times he tried to make off with a souveneir stick from one of the huts. Matt’s paternal grandmother was reportedly part American Indian. She would have … Continue reading →

There’s no doubt I was born at least a hundred years too late (though I do love my internet). But I’m not sure which one I would choose to live on – the 1850 Pioneer Farm or the 1900 Horse-Powered … Continue reading →

We took a few days vacation this week and headed to Des Moines with the kids. The highlight of the trip, for me anyway, was a visit to Living History Farms. At the 1850 farm, Rafe was enthralled with the … Continue reading →

Wednesday evening the girls and I headed over to NIACC for the Midwest Environmental Education Conference . We’d been asked to come and set up a display about our farm as part of their “Appetizers and Advertisers” program. I wish … Continue reading →

When I said that the dog show was the most exciting part of the fair, I should have qualified that by saying it was the most exciting part for me. Not that it wasn’t exciting for Madeline, but I’ve noticed … Continue reading →