Eggs for sale
Aparently we haven’t cleaned enough poop with four kids, because we decided it was time for more chickens. Fifteen to be exact.
Welcome home, Riki
Charlie said I should title this column, “Riki and the Rooster,” but then all you readers of this column would understand right away how my cousin’s visit to the farm went a few weeks back and I wanted it to be a surprise.
Why Do I Keep Buying White Socks?
White socks. Or at least what used to be white socks have become my Achilles’ heel. No matter the strength of my will power or the potency of my bleach, I can’t seem to get my boys’ socks to look like they’ve ever met water!
Mean Roosters Make Good Soup
I’ve heard a lot about having chickens and roosters and most of it’s been good. Healthy, fresh eggs. Authentic farm-like sounds coming from the backyard. How the birds eat insects and chew on brush areas. To me it all sounded delightful and I could hardly wait to get some. I […]
Salutations
I have lived in the “city” (Mt. Vernon proper) all my life — with the exception of college. Since my husband and I purchased a farm, I’ve been experiencing a little culture shock. Seems this city girl has a lot to learn!
My Home on the Farm 