Hello World!

Well, after a bit of a dramatic entrance involving getting stuck on the way and needing a good ol' fashioned pull, the first kid of the spring season is officially here!

She made her debut yesterday afternoon. A single birth from a first-time mama who, despite being new to the whole process, handled it like a seasoned pro. Baby girl tipped the scales at 9.4 pounds (which is a respectable size for a first-timer, if you ask me).

She's already wobbling around on those brand-new legs, ears perked, tail twitching, and investigating everything like she’s been appointed barnyard inspector. I think she’s decided the world is a pretty interesting place—and she might just be right.

There's just something magical about that first kid of the season. It marks the end of winter, the start of chaos, and the beginning of late-night barn checks where you’re half-asleep, wearing one boot and a bathrobe over your coat because you couldn’t find your gloves in the dark. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Stay tuned—if this little one’s arrival is any sign of how the season's going to go, we’re in for quite the adventure.

Hey, Mom, whatca eatin'?

That smelled interesting but I think I'd rather have what's under here!

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Lamb.... It's What's for Dinner!

These two little woolly freeloaders have taken up residence in the hay feeder. I guess when you're a lamb, nothing says "home sweet home" like lying smack in the middle of your lunch. They're nestled in there like a couple of baked rolls in a bread basket—cozy, content, and completely unbothered.

Good thing sheep are vegetarians or we might have to start questioning who’s on the menu tonight. “Hey, Frank, does this thing come with mint jelly?”

And before you start wondering if I’ve been feeding my chickens growth hormones, no, the hen in the foreground isn’t a giant mutant escapee from a sci-fi movie. That’s just your good ol’ trick of perspective—she's closer to the camera, not auditioning for a role in Attack of the 50-Foot Chicken. The lambs aren’t tiny either—they're just tucked into their hay bunk like a couple of farm-raised hobbits.

Life on the farm… where scale is a suggestion and dinner may or may not be walking around with a name.

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CNN Speaks Out Against White House

Never thought I'd see the day....



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Survival Seeds

DH and I have spent the past few years chatting (and sometimes debating) about the importance of growing and storing non-hybrid, non-GMO vegetables. As hybrid seeds and genetically modified crops take over the market, it just seems smart—old-fashioned smart—to invest in seeds you can actually replant year after year. I bet you've thought about it too, or maybe you're already ahead of us and growing your own stash of heirloom goodness.

We’ve browsed more websites than I care to admit—some of those seed packages are priced like you’re buying a gold mine, not a tomato. One of them actually made me wonder if I’d accidentally clicked on a mortgage refinancing site. But then we stumbled across a gem: Hometown Seeds.

They sell a survival seed package that’s about 1½ pounds of 16 different vegetable seeds, all sealed for long-term storage. It comes with planting and storing instructions and, get this, it’s affordable. Like, actual people on actual farms can afford it affordable. They're even running a sale right now, and I have to say, the customer service was downright refreshing. A gal named Joni sent my order out, and it was in my mailbox four days later. That's faster than it takes me to find my gardening gloves.

Now all I have to do is wait for spring. I’m already picturing rows of healthy, non-GMO, non-hybrid vegetables waving in the breeze. And the best part? I can harvest the seeds from this year’s crop and use them for next year’s garden. That’s the kind of recycling I can get behind!

(And no, before you ask—that beautiful garden photo isn’t mine. That’s from Hometown Seeds' website. Mine looks a bit more... realistic. But I’m thinking of printing out that photo and posting it right in the middle of my garden for inspiration. Or maybe intimidation. “See this, lettuce? This is your potential. Shape up.”)

So if you’ve been toying with the idea of survival seeds, this might be the perfect time to start. It’s one small step toward food independence—and one giant leap for your zucchini plants.

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