Author Archives: Kelli Miller

A typical, blustery March day in Iowa. I hate wind, but in March I try to be grateful for windy days. They help thaw out, dry out, and warm up the garden. Not much going on around the old homestead. … Continue reading →

Rafe Henry is 3. Or “free”, as he says. My baby – though when I say that he replies, “I not a baby, I Rafe!”. Happy Birthday, buddy.

We got a couple more dumptruck loads of woodchips today, and it was an early out of school for the girls. So as soon as Matt got off work they got busy making more piles for the cows. As soon … Continue reading →

Today when I went outside on my lunch break the heifers and Fudge were sunning themselves on a pile of woodchips. They’re pretending not to notice me, but see how they have their ears turned backwards towards me? Silly girls. … Continue reading →

Mother Nature sure enjoys toying with us mere mortals. Almost 40 degrees colder today than yesterday, with light snow and 30 mph winds. Great day to stand around outside and buy farm machinery. (Not!) I wanted to take more pictures, … Continue reading →

Sunday was the first day to hint at spring, almost 70 degrees and sunny. The 6-day-old piglets found their way outdoors, and in the sun we could see copper-colored streaks in their hair. My brother says that may be some … Continue reading →

Our boar, Winston, is a purebred Large Black. Large Blacks are listed as “Critical” by the American Livestock Breeds Conservancy . This means that there are fewer than 200 annual North American registrations of these pigs, and it’s estimated there … Continue reading →

I started this blog to capture both the ups and downs of our experience on this little farmstead. In yesterday’s post I waxed poetic about the ups. And it’s all true. But I was giggling to myself a little, thinking … Continue reading →

That’s what we named calf #2. His mama’s name is Carmel, so I was thinking carmel sundae…fudge sundae…and there it was. Fudge. All of the porcine and bovine babies are doing well today.

I had the nicest email last night from a gal who somehow stumbled into my little blog and was taken back to her own childhood growing up on a farm. She ended her email with the words “You are truly … Continue reading →