Dr Brent's Blog | Beekman1802.com

Each week Dr. Brent Ridge takes the train up the Hudson River from New York City to the Beekman Mansion.

"TO & FROM" is a record of the plans he makes before arriving, as well as a look back at the end of the weekend on what was learned, accomplished, and shared.

A Pretty Penny

When I was little, we used to sing a song during the holidays about giving a penny to those in need Christmas is coming The goose is getting fat Please put a penny...

Putting Down Roots

Many of you have noticed that my “To & From” entries have become few and far between. When I first started penning those missives, the farm was...

The Table

Strong and Sturdy Before The Beekman was lovingly restored, it had been abandoned, left to weather the brutal elements atop the hill it has graced for more than...

June Blooms

Earlier this year, our life at The Beekman Farm was chronicled in an excellent article in the New York Times. We heard from hundreds of hundreds of people who...

Backporch Bliss

Do you remember how the beginning of summer feels? As adults, every season seems to flow seamlessly into the next–you know, kind of like sand in an hour glass. ...

The Color Purple

The Lilacs. A rather random weather pattern this spring resulted in an intoxicating display by the lilacs throughout the Mohawk Valley this year. Though now past...

A Farmer John Mystery

Clovers thwart a murder. I came very close to murdering dear Farmer John this weekend. I don’t think I have to tell you that farming is a very small margin...

Younger Than Springtime

Sun sets on another season. Each year at New Market Elementary School in Sophia, North Carolina, there’s a May Day celebration. Each of the grades works for...

For Mom

The Lanyard Many of you know that I used to work with Martha Stewart. During the time that I was at the company, I heard Martha recite a poem by US Poet Laureate...

Are We There Yet?

A trip up the Hudson. We always use our time wisely on the train “to and from” the farm. We were each wrapped up in our computers when we heard the sudden...