Shaye… you should go check on the little piglets. No. It’s cold. Shaye… you should go gather the eggs because, baby, it’s cold outside, and they’ll explode. No. It’s 3 degrees. Shaye… it’s almost the full moon and Nöel is very close to having her lambs and you need to seclude her. No. Brr. I
Chicken Feet: Why you need them in your diet and how to prepare them!
Chicken feet. The feets of the chicken. Boys and girls, that’s what we’re talking about today. Now, don’t go gettin’ all grossed out. Y’all are familiar with our ideals for our farm. Nothing gets wasted. And why on Earth Americans wasted these wonderful morsels is beyond me. We’ll eat fast food but we won’t simmer chicken
Our First Farrowing
Follow us on YouTube HERE! Check it out! Our first farrowing on the farm. It’s finally time to welcome our first litter of piglets and our first farrowing- and just in time for Christmas! Have you ever seen a pig give birth? You’re about to…Click here to watch our video.
Organic Homemade Chicken Feed.
I’m not sure why the Lord saw fit to bless me with the arrival of all these cool animals over the last few weeks, but I sure am thankful for it. I’ve been wanting chickens for years. YEARS, people. And now I get to make my very own this organic homemade chicken feed. And this past week
“EWW! YOU EAT WHAT?!”
Through my years of natural eating, I’ve come to terms with that fact that many, alright most, people don’t eat like me. And don’t care to. And that’s fine. I’m not here to push, prod, guilt-trip, or manipulate anyone into thinking butter is better than margarine and we should all be consuming lots of sourdough
How To Build A Greenhouse
Let’s talk greenhouses. Rather, let’s talk about how to build a greenhouse. I’ve dreamed of them as long as I can remember – lusting after not only the practical aspect of protected and extended growing, but also the beauty. For some reason, I think of old European homes with vined in green houses tucked onto the back
A day in the life.
It’s a rare moment on the farm. The hobbit is tucked into bed after an intense showering session in which the mud (ah, who am I kidding, it was mostly poop) he’d decided to play in while I was milking was washed away, along with the sins of the day. G-love is pretending she’s a
10 Most Important Lessons Learned About Milking A Family Cow
This month marks the year anniversary of something very great, my friends. Something so great that it’s benefit to our homestead is truly immeasurable. That is, the year anniversary of owning our dairy cow, Sally Belle. Sally came to us last October from a wonderful family – and after the saga that we went through
… and then there was death.
A reader once told me that the veil between life and death was so sheer thin, it almost made it impossible to breathe. Last night, as I held our dead lamb in my arms, I knew exactly what she meant. My initial response was anger. Anger at the situation, anger that there was nothing I
…and then there was a calf.
Sometimes, I wear Stuart’s boxer briefs to bed. Yes, it’s true. And on this stagnant and sweaty summer night, they seemed the perfect pajama. So I tucked in, briefs and t-shirt. Earlier that night, approximately 2,192 times, I’d made the trek down to the shop (we live on a gigantic hill… practically anywhere you walk
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