Thirty-five years ago when my wife and I started out on this little farm, I milked a dear old nanny goat named Mrs. Trotter twice a day. All four kids were weaned from their mother onto Mrs. T. and … [Read more...]

It’s been a tough week here at the farm. Bobcat Ransier made several trips out with his backhoe to plant three members of the sheep flock. One expired as a result of misadventure and two others … [Read more...]