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We’re getting the pool resurfaced in April. Carolyn and Julie picked out the tile for the edge, and the color made me cry. It’s so this place—it’s the kind of blue you feel you’ve seen before in your childhood or later as an adult during times when you were very happy or in love or […]
When I wrote “small kindness” as a title I thought, Hmmm, that’s not exactly it. Small is so…small. Can something be small and massive at the same time? The acorn comes to mind. And so does the package we, at Spirit Hill, got in the mail. It was…small. And in it was a small card […]
Once upon a time there was a family that came to Spirit Hill Farm. There was a mother and a father and a daughter and a son and a grandmother and a grandfather. This family loved food and hot tubs and beauty and each other. This family radiated kindness and intelligence and curiosity. The younger […]
One time my sister-in-law told me about how she snuck some fancy chickens into their spring order. My brother and his family live on a farm in Maine, and my sister-in-law makes sure they have all sorts of animals to tend to including a bearded dragon lizard and three goats that think they live in […]
A year ago, I didn’t know I’d be living at Spirit Hill Farm. I was visiting from Boston because Carolyn had invited me to fly out and stay in the guest house for a week so I could finally see her beloved property after hearing about it for years. A week away from Boston winter […]
Sometimes guests text me to ask what kind of apples are in the orchard (too many to list here!) or to ask where to go for Sunday scones and espresso (Wildflour!). Sometimes they text to tell me they are leaving so I can run over and take group photos in front of the house or […]
This morning the chickens looked, well, morose. Maybe it’s all the social distancing. Maybe it was the frost. Maybe they are still incredulous over the fact that they molt and look bald just as it starts to freeze outside. Maybe they miss laying eggs during this molting season. Maybe they are still in shock over […]
According to the vegetable garden, summer’s over. The squash plants look like they got cooked, and the parsley looks like it fell asleep. Secretly, the frosting and subsequent toppling over of the garden is a big relief to me. I worked hard all spring and summer figuring out how to get plants to grow. (As […]
“This place is like a second home to us,” a guest said to me recently as he and his family were getting to leave after another weekend at Spirit Hill. I asked him what he liked best about the place, and he told me it was how it made him feel. “It’s so Zen here,” […]