Tadamaran

A day for goodbyes. Today we said goodbye to the last remnant of our families. It was hard to part with my parents as they left for the sout...

Yesterday we planted a tree on the back forty of Parkgate , a beautiful red tree of unknown species and leaves that looked maple. We placed ...

The day of setting out on our own rushes towards us. We thought to begin some preparation today but got a little sidetracked. We went to S...

A day of racing clouds and events. The sky has been grey all day and the clouds have sped across the sky as though pursued. Rehearsal day. O...

Another strange jumble of a day, filled with everything from boredom to exhaustion. I did a practice run on my bike from the farm to Pickles...

The Third day of this, our strange odyssey, has been a confused jumble of everything, so much so that it hardly seems like the same day. Hea...

Day 2 at the Parkgate Farmhouse has come and gone in a flurry of activity. The day commenced with a bracing round of yard work. How differe...