Chapter 12 – turkeys

The reason I brought home my first baby turkeys was similar to pet-store logic. They were at the farm store when I waked in, and they were adorable. Sheesch. There were both creamy yellow down covered babies, and brown and grey striped ones to choose from. I chose mostly the stripey ones, and a couple of other color. They were both broad breasted types, and I was curious to try raising both if nothing more than for the color variations. The little turkey babies look just like chicks, although they were slightly bigger. The main difference was their enormous eyes, … Continue reading Chapter 12 – turkeys

Chapter 4- Farm beginnings- goats and soap

Having fond memories of living in the country as a little girl, does not necessarily mean I’d want to become a farmer. I also have to thank the authentic and wonderful small scale farmers I interacted with as a young adult, in my career as a natural foods merchandiser. These farmers, with their rugged handshakes, practical ways of thinking, and beautiful food products rekindled my nostalgia for a life connected to the natural world. A life full of hard work, satisfaction, innovation and intrinsic value. They reminded me of my childhood, except they were living the lifestyle I remembered, as … Continue reading Chapter 4- Farm beginnings- goats and soap