Author Archives: Kelli Miller

“You ought to put some sweatshirts on those calves. They look cold.” ~our neighbor ‘Bibe’ Ha! Gotta love our neighbors. Everyone is enjoying seeing the calves in the pasture, and everyone seems to have a different favorite. Matt’s pretty proud … Continue reading →

Too cold to put chicks out, I finally decided. It was a debate. They’re at the point now that keeping them inside might be worse for them than putting them out, even if it is a bit chilly. But predicted … Continue reading →

The broilers were 3 weeks old Wednesday. They look a bit disheveled at this point. Adolescent. This was them just a week ago. This was them just 3 weeks ago. Tomorrow is moving day, out to pasture. It’s so fun … Continue reading →

Working…which gets harder as the weather gets nicer. One more month of full-time and then I get to work part-time for the summer. My boss is cool. Farming…The scale inspector wasn’t able to come today, so it will probably be … Continue reading →

Mertensia virginica Borage family (Boraginaceae) Each spring the Virginia bluebells wash a certain hill over at my parents’ farm in blue. It’s become an annual tradition to take the kids’ picture on “bluebell hill”. The farm I grew up on … Continue reading →

as Rafe would say. Yesterday afternoon I headed out for a walk around the farm, camera in hand. The first scene I came upon was a hen running about with a mouse dangling from her beak. The other 26 hens … Continue reading →

This process of getting our farm business going is like putting one foot in front of the other. Sometimes I can’t believe it will ever happen. My “feet” feel like lead, like I can barely make the next step. And … Continue reading →

The cookies are ready to go in the oven. Cookies?! This is a cooking show? I thought this was an evil plan! Yes, right! My cookies…er, evil plan…is ready to hatch! (set timer for 8 minutes) Behold my beautiful cookies…er, … Continue reading →

The broiler chicks are 2 weeks old now. They’re newly-sprouted wing feathers shine bright and white against the yellow baby down that still covers their bodies. Another 9 days in my garage, and then they’ll have enough feathers to be … Continue reading →

Rain, right after you’ve put seeds in the ground Beef Stew in the crockpot and Seven Grain Bread in the bread machine Two new pairs of shoes: these cuz I needed them and these cuz I didn’t.