Saturday night I picked out my clothing for Resurrection Sunday morning. Blue suit. A bright white shirt with crisp collar and cuffs. Freshly-shined boots. A bright hand-tied bow tie, the reversible one with lime-green and purple, blue and pink stripes. (I know it sounds like a clown costume but it really is pretty sharp […]
A Sign of the End Times? | Bittersweet Farm Journal | January 11, 2023
Hope you and yours are well in this New Year. Do you have plans or goals? I’d love to hear about them. I’m going to write two books this year. I am going to organize our basement and carriage house. I’m going to walk or ride my bike six days a week. I have a […]
Christmas in the Shadowlands | Bittersweet Farm Journal | December 25, 2022
Christmas Night 2022 Hope’s husband,Tim is a nurse. He worked today. Hope came to the Candlelight service last night and returned for the Christmas service today then she spent Christmas Day with us on Bittersweet Farm. The services were so beautiful. The Bethel people braved the cold and snow and wind and we had brass […]
Sunshine on Bittersweet
Over five years ago we drove out this way to show our son @wespierpont and his wife @dylanmariepierpont the place we hoped soon to own. I always name things I love. I was thrilled when I saw a cluster of Bittersweet growing here. I think it was Dylan who suggested the name should have Bittersweet in it. Some of […]
Keeper of the Story | Bittersweet Farm Journal | December 3, 2022
Rambling Thoughts A few minutes ago I stepped out onto the east porch just to check the weather for myself. I can always check the weather on the internet but there is something about just stepping out on the porch and hearing the wind in the trees and seeing the moonlight come and […]
The Generations | Bittersweet Farm Journal | November 8, 2022
Welcome Grey November Grey November is upon us out on Bittersweet tonight, yet is has its own beauty. This week I spent a few delightful hours out in the indian summer sun managing leaves. Every year my skill increases and I refine my technique. Every season I am better able to read the direction of […]