Ramblings from Fink Family Farm

  Another storm, another tree down. This time the hybrid poplar clump in our front yard let go of one of its trunks across the front yard, n...

  It seems impossible that Johnny and I, young things that we think we are, have been married for 58 years but... we were married on Feb. 13...

     There is no way to sugar coat the way this year has begun, both for us and for our nation.  We don't usually get sick but we are. J...

  December was full of bird counts, both live ones (raptor routes and Christmas Bird Counts) and a dead one (Beached Bird survey). The weath...

  Time marches on as I frantically chase after it, trying to catch up. Johnny is much faster than I. That tree that fell across our drive on...

Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the house,  Not a creature was stirring, not even a louse. Stockings were hung by the chimn...

  Every year I make and give to family and friends wreaths made entirely from ingredients on our farm. Our grape vines are pruned after gr...