
Beekeeping, like most things on a farm, keeps you humble. Just when you think you’ve figured it out, the weather shifts, the bloom changes, or a queen decides she’s had enough and swarms.

We were so close. The pen was nearly ready. The concrete had just been poured. But our sow went into labor before we could finish. No bedding, no separation, no quiet place to nest. We lost most of the litter—and our hearts are heavy. This life teaches hard lessons. Today, it taught us another.

There’s something special about watching a good cow raise a good one. But when her daughter becomes a mama herself? That’s legacy in motion.

“I wanna grow something wild and unruly.” That line from The Chicks echoes around here more than you’d think — especially when you’re raising kids in the middle of farm country. Tom and I didn’t just bring our family to the country to live off the land. We came here to learn from it. And…

“You’ll get used to it after a while. Never a dull moment on a farm.” — Grampa Brown When we first moved here, we were all learning. City kids. City woman. All of us finding our footing in the middle of 46 acres, with pigs in the barn, chicks in the kitchen, and dreams bigger…