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Umm… what do I do about this? I have it on good authority that, according to the folks who share our fence line, these things are “good eating.” I, however, as a transplanted city girl will have to take their word for it. I draw the line at rodents of unusual size as nourishment. I…
Pigs broke out of their pin and were feasting on spring grass in my front yard. Took three city kids, one city woman, and a farm dog to convince them to go back into the barn! When we first moved to our ranch, to say I was a fish out of water was an understatement!…
One year after we started this crazy adventure I looked back at all that we, mostly Tom, accomplished. We cleaned up fields, re-fenced most of the 46 acres, bought pigs (and were patiently awaiting our first litter of piglets), raised chickens and two turkeys (including one jerk rooster), raised two ducks (who have since moved…
Jurassic Farm! Beware the tyrannosaurus cow! As a dumb city girl, I set out to befriend all the cows living on our property. We rent our pasture to J Bar J Ranch while we build our own herd. The J Bar J herd is a docile bunch and I’ve enjoyed being around them and learning…
I’ve said, “Please do not bring toads into my home,” to three different people, including a grown person!! A famous comedian once asked his audience if they found themselves saying things to their children that they never thought they’d have to say. Well, since moving to the country, I have had to repeat the words,…
