So, About That Junk In The Woods…
Phase one of junk-metal removal has begun: so far, a giant dumpster-full, plus this rusted steel piled in the manure bunker. Other treats in the woods include cans and broken glass, a...
Phase one of junk-metal removal has begun: so far, a giant dumpster-full, plus this rusted steel piled in the manure bunker. Other treats in the woods include cans and broken glass, a...
The fortresses of vine-tangle are gone. Now our fields are bordered by meandering piles of rocks, with occasional rusted-metal debris. The good news: there are plenty of rocks to...
That's what we've christened the antique barn's cavelike lower level: dark stalls, peeling paint, buckling dropped ceiling, rusted nails, dripping water, cobwebs. If you could see out...
In our farm's east woods there are stone walls and an old logging road. It's another world back there—shaded and lush; quiet; home to a lot of deer that don't seem as concerned as they...
A poison-ivy-immune six-man crew from Westchester Tree Life has blazed through the borders of our northeast fields, felling dead trees and eviscerating all those tree-killing vines. I...
Seriously. This is the actual fencing inherited from our farm's previous regime. Splintered boards cobbled together; rubber strips replacing post-and-rail; baling twine and wire;...
Kristen Somody Whalen, a friend and fabulous photographer, came to the new farm to shoot some "before" images... She captured the eeriness and junk and wild tangles of vines, and all...