Christmas At The Farm In The Forest

Josie Hladick is a former teacher who now lives on a small farm in southern Illinois with her family of miniature donkeys, goats, dogs, chickens, bunnies, miniature horses, a llama, an alpaca, two ducks, and one very special pig. Here, she presents in rhyming text two fictional stories from her farm. In Christmas at the farm in the forest, the farm animals and the woodland creatures gather together for a celebration, and a special visitor comes to the farm bearing gifts for all to share. In At the farm in the forest there was ..., two miniature horses share their adventures through all the seasons of the year, from the day they came into the world.

When he first envisioned becoming a farmer, author Emmet Van Driesche never imagined his main crop would be Christmas trees, nor that such a tree farm could be more of a managed forest than the conventional grid of perfectly sheared trees. Carving Out a Living on the Land tells the story of how Van Driesche navigated changing life circumstances, took advantage of unexpected opportunities, and leveraged new and old skills to piece together an economically viable living, while at the same time respecting the land's complex ecological relationships. From spoon carving to scything, coppicing to wreath-making, Carving Out a Living on the Land proves that you don't need acres of expensive bottomland to start your land-based venture, but rather the creativity and vision to see what might be done with that rocky section or ditch or patch of trees too small to log. You can lease instead of buy; build flexible, temporary structures rather than sink money into permanent ones; and take over an existing operation rather than start from scratch. What matters are your unique circumstances, talents, and interests, which when combined with what the land is capable of producing, can create a fulfilling and meaningful farming life.

Once there was a tree that stood in a field away from the other trees. It longed to be part of the forest—or part of anything at all. After many lonely years, its dream came true. And the little fir tree's life changed forever! They put golden tinsel on his branches And golden bells And green icicles And silver stars. And soon—o shining wonder—the little fir tree was . . . A Christmas tree Celebrate the true spirit of Christmas with heartwarming text by the author of Goodnight Moon and exquisite, glowing paintings by award-winning artist Jim LaMarche.

Wilma decides to plant Christmas trees with the help of her young neighbor, Parker.

Every year Farmer Tuttle loads his truck with Christmas trees fresh from his farm and drives down to the city to sell them. Then he picks out a special Christmas hat to bring home to Mrs. Tuttle. But one year, people stopped buying real Christmas trees. Fake ones were more convenient, they said. So Farmer Tuttle had to return home without a hat to give his wife. The Tuttles worried; if they couldn’t sell their trees anymore, what would they do? Just when they’re about to sell all their trees to a man from the sawmill, a mysterious letter arrives requesting Farmer Tuttle’s finest tree . . .

A boy describes how he, his grandfather, and the rest of his family work on their tree farm throughout the year to prepare Christmas trees.

A family makes its annual pilgrimage to decorate an evergreen tree with food for the forest animals at Christmastime.

A humorous fantasy tale set in ancient Britain. Iscium, an isolated Roman town in the west of Britain, is cut off from the collapsing Empire. Most of the town senators and officials are primarily concerned with keeping a low profile with the neighboring barbarians and renovating the city baths--with the exception of the crotchety old bishop. But when young Falx runs away, and finds a lost barbarian girl, things begin to happen. The children are brought back by a one-eyed merchant who returns them to an Iscium quivering with the possibility of a barbarian invasion. The mysterious merchant has a plan--involving two talking ravens and The Hallelujah Chorus--and life is never quite the same again, for either the Romans or their invaders. A zany mix of history, humor, and the miraculous--in the satisfying tradition of Don Camillo. Ages 14 and up.

This book explores the many different kinds of forests as well as the variety of plants and animals that inhabit them. Reads at a level of 2.5 with a word count of 556.

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