Everybody Pick a Moving Buddy!

Martha's Vineyard Fiber Farm's blog has moved. Join us our at the new place. www.fiberfarmcsa.com

Don't worry about bringing anything along- we've moved all these old posts and comments over there. :)

Coming Soon!

Our new website is coming, just not as soon as we expected. I've got my fingers crossed for tomorrow. I am so very not good at waiting. Especially cause we have a very exciting giveaway planned for day 1. And days 2 through 7. 

Fingers crossed for tomorrow...

The Case of Too Many Mystery Novels

My mom and I were on the way to get lunch today when I noticed an old grey car following us. Of course, I didn't mention it to my mom because I didn't want to worry her. I just kept "uh-huh"- ing at the appropriate pauses in her story and kept my eyes glued to the side view mirror.  The car turned off after a couple of miles. Must of known I'd made him.

The restaurant was packed and the man in front of us was a pilot. At least, he was wearing a pilot's uniform. The thing is, the restaurant was no where near the airport. "Why," I thought, "does he want us to think he's a pilot? What's his game?" 

When we got home there was a UPS delivery truck parked in front of the house. A man with a package was standing at the door but it turned out he was at the wrong house. A likely story.

It might be time to lay off the mysteries.

From the In-Flight Magazine

"Detroiters eat more potato chips than anyone else in the country- about 7 pounds per person, compared to 4 pounds everywhere else." - Peter Cipriano, CEO, Better Made Snack Food

Huh? 7 pounds of chips? For that matter, 4 pounds of chips? Don't get me wrong- I eat my share of junk food. I probably eat your share of junk food too. But 4 pounds of chips seems...a little much.

Book Recommendation

Okay, this one's a little...odd. My sister sent me Dark Banquet a couple of weeks ago, and it is a fascinating read, but not for the weak of stomach. It's about all kinds of animals that feed on blood- Vampire bats, bed bugs, chiggers, ticks and vampire finches. Vampire finches! It's a really fun read though, and totally worth buying for the chapter on candiru- a tiny amazon fish that swims up the penises of men who pee in the water and wrecks all kinds of nasty havoc. Makes me happy for the equipment I have, let me tell you.

Welcome Home Chuck!

Some of ya'll may remember that Chuck, my truck, had an ugly encounter with a deer back in November. 

Chuck finally went into the shop to be fixed on December 23rd and even finally-er was finished on Friday evening.  I can't tell you how hard life was on the farm was without Chuck. We borrowed Patrick's dad's little-bitty toy pick-up truck to use while Chuck was away, but that only made us miss Chuck- with his four-wheel-drive, dual cab, CD player and HEAT- all the more. My Lord, I love that truck!

So here are the BEFORE pictures: 

And here's AFTER:

We still need to have our logo put on the new driver's side door. 
I love farm chores on the weekends because Patrick's home from the Vineyard and Logan's with us; Harry lives with us full-time now. Chores are just a lot more fun when we do them together. I took these pictures this morning and they crack me up, because they really show everyone's morning personality.

I love the little dance Logan is doing. 

Logan has learned a lot of compassion from the sheep and goats. 

The goats adore him.

The lambs look at him like he's crazy.

"Anybody home?"

Conversations with Logan

Transcript of an actual conversation with Logan, Patrick's 11-year-old:

ME: We're doing giving away some really cool stuff on the blog next week.

LOGAN: Are you giving away Japanese swords?

ME: No.

LOGAN: Chinese throwing stars?

ME: No.

LOGAN:Russian hats?

ME: (sigh)  Yes. We're giving away Russian hats. Good guess.

LOGAN: Cool!