08/31/2026
Well. August happened.
Somewhere between the county fair, the last of the sweet corn, pulling honey in the heat, and getting the kids back to school — the posting fell right off a cliff. I could apologize for going quiet. But that’s just August on a farm: the month that eats you alive and hands you a ribbon on the way out.
Here’s what you missed:
🌽 Sweet corn until we couldn’t stand to look at it
🐝 Late-season honey — bottled, heavy, and worth every sweaty hour in the bee suit
🎡 The fair — Our oldest sold a lamb on the meat animal auction. Plus Cloverbud projects and Little Shepards sheep show.
🎒 Back to school, which means I might actually answer my messages now except I started a new job at my kids school.
Nothing here magically appeared this month, and neither did a single post. But I’m back in the saddle and Tim’s still out of commission with a broken foot.
Thanks for sticking around.