Life at The Perry Farm
Each fall, we press Perry Farm apples in the Seidel family cider press, a “Buckeye” that Keith’s great-grandfather, Franz Seidel, bought about 1875. Franz had travelled to the U.S. from Saxony after the Civil War. On board the clipper ship, he met a man who persuaded him to go to a Wisconsin dairy farm. But... Continue Reading →
This fall, Keith and I completed the Indiana Master Naturalist program. Over eight evenings, we met with experts on wetlands (Jeff Kiefer), wildflowers (Jim Nardi), invasive, edible, and medicinal plants (Karen Staub), bats (Joy O’Keefe), astronomy and night birds (Barbara Tibbett and Alan Bruner), butterflies (Jeff and Sandy Belth), land trusts (Phil Cox), naturalist authors... Continue Reading →
What do I know about bees? Nothing that would make it to the American Bee Journal. I’ve taken a class and attended beekeeping meetings. I read books and blogs. Mostly I pay attention to my own bees. And four months into it, I realize that I know next to nothing about the science involved—I’m like... Continue Reading →
M. H. Perry 