Me

I’m Robin, the farmer at Seasons Eatings. I’m also a wife and the mom of two. In 1989 I literally jumped for joy while standing at my office desk when my husband called to be sure I truly wanted to leave city life and move to the middle of no where. My boss knew it was a possibility so when I too excitedly said, “I’m done in two weeks!” she wasn’t surprised. I left high heels and suits for jeans and boots and I’ve never regretted the decision.

At first I wanted to homestead. It was great, I learned a lot, then I wondered what was next. It takes next to no time to grow and put up food for a family of four. We started adopting rescued animals, outgrew our in-town 2/3’s acre lot and landed out here on our 45 acres in the woods. I begged and borrowed garden space from three people. No water, personal conflict and poor soil drove me out of each place after one season. I pared down to one acre that I now grow intensively. I love being a small farmer.

I wrote my first story when I was ten years old – just like other ten year olds tend to do.  I haven’t stopped since. I wrote for the high school newspaper, studied journalism under Sanford Phippen for two years, used to write grants, do a little technical writing, and write a newspaper column called Local Foods. I used to be an agricultural magazine editor. You won’t see perfect grammar here. This blog is like me – casual. I spend the winter writing.

If I weren’t a farmer I’d want to own an outdoor sportsman’s lodge.  I love the outdoors and most of what it has to offer.  We have a camp on a lake an hour from here, go camping, fishing, hiking, kayaking, geocaching, etc.