Self-sufficiency

Last night we had OUR beef for the first time. There were a mixture of feelings involved for the kids and us. Eating something we raised, cared for, and loved on for months. On our plates. But in the irony of a mom who doesn’t eat beef, cooking our beef was...

The Other Part of Life Here

If I could tell you living on a farm is blissful, life would be perfect. Everything would work as it should, animals would live forever, and I would have a clean home; free of mud and sometimes, chicken feathers. But we know this isn’t the case and although we wanted...