Gram – Dorothea Jane Park Nee Brown was an excellent cook, a farm chef of the highest caliber. Where she learned the fullness of her ability is not fully known. However, by the time the four siblings attained their freedom years, they had learned the richness of Gram’s cooking in many settings. No doubt, sheContinueContinue reading “7 Courses with Gram”
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Buying Ab Squires
A 20 minute walk west along LaSalle line from Parkplace One – then known as Bear Creek Farms, through the creek valley and just beyond the highway, there was a fine farm. Farmers near & far admired the land Ab Squires farmed and as Ab grew older and less able to keep up with farmContinueContinue reading “Buying Ab Squires”
Nest Dismantle Mayhem
Two long barns 300 feet long, 40 feet wide stood side by side on Parkplace farm. The two brothers & two sisters spent many hours in these barns helping to care for resident turkeys, cows & chickens. Although too young for turkey care, they pet the cows, walked through the chickens & and hand collectedContinueContinue reading “Nest Dismantle Mayhem”
Mining the 2nd Greatest Resource
“Have Faith!” Faith is the 2nd most potent element in the universe. On another blog we discuss the most potent. Faith is more potent than Polonium, Mercury or Arsenic, (3 most dangerous elements by radioactivity, toxicity, & reactivity). Let’s start on the world wide web ( ‘most comprehensive source of human interactivity’ – perhaps?). OnContinueContinue reading “Mining the 2nd Greatest Resource”
The Arrival: 10,000 fuzzy balls of life
Parkplace farm was the home for many furry & feathered friends. Indeed, so many of the siblings’ day to day stories focused on the goofy, glorious, troubling or tragic experience of these feline, bovine, canine or avian residents. As Cathy, Stevie, Kenny & Patti-Jo grew into full farm participants, one of their greatest joys wasContinueContinue reading “The Arrival: 10,000 fuzzy balls of life”
Welcome to Parkplace Farm
In the centre of Parkplace farm was a mound of dirt; a virtual mountain for the two young boys and their 2 sisters, who climbed it. From the top of that hill they stood, then sat surveying their organic kingdom. To the south, open to the road they observed a large harvester making its way westwardContinueContinue reading “Welcome to Parkplace Farm”
Hunting History; Finding Calamity
The edges and depths of Parkplace farm were bordered with ditches that carried excess rain water from the grey clay soil. The ditches divided the farm into a grid of fields, creating lines of microcosm which attracted flora & fauna seeking water. The adventure of ditches – and what grew in them, semed to callContinueContinue reading “Hunting History; Finding Calamity”
Protecting the Flock from 48 Eggs
Sunday rest on Parkplace Farm was celebrated with gusto. Following the 4th Command the family sought to keep every 7th day ‘holy’ – special – relaxed. The family – especially the Farmer & the sibling’s Grandfather worked six days doing everything needing to be done. But on Sundays the family, everyone who visited, hired hands,ContinueContinue reading “Protecting the Flock from 48 Eggs”
Blogging Faith? Seriously?
You may think Farming Faith, “a silly waste of time… a nebulous enterprise.. grasping for the wind”. As if we plant seeds of ‘faith’ like planting Tomatoes, Cumquats, fields of corn or, a Granny Apple Tree. After all, these are ‘real’ seeds, real crops, real food. Ok, read on. The mystery of a faith cropContinueContinue reading “Blogging Faith? Seriously?”
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