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Onion sets *For those of you in the area, I’ll be at the Mason City Farmer’s Market tomorrow (Friday) selling beef and pork. It’s at the KMart parking lot from 3-6. Please, come and make some sort of mercy purchase … Continue reading →

early morning at the chicken pen Tonight we loaded up the broiler chickens and took them down to the processor. They’ll be butchered very early tomorrow morning, and I’ll pick them up after they’ve been cooled to about 50 degrees. … Continue reading →

(A phrase I’m almost certain I lifted from Pioneer Woman.) Painted daisy Iris, Siberian (I think) ???Update: Lynne emailed me to tell me this is Dianthus. And Susie in the comments is correct also, Sweet William being one type of … Continue reading →

This is Burt, one of Good Old Number 68’s twins. He’s doing well, but unfortunately his twin, a heifer calf named Nan, died. She always had a hard time getting around. At first we thought she was just the weaker … Continue reading →

A couple of rather contemplative chickens I truly do enjoy raising broiler chickens. My favorite time of day right now is first thing in the morning, out in the pasture feeding my birds. It’s so peaceful…the cool morning air, the … Continue reading →

As promised, pictures of Matt hand feeding Mr. Bull A little scratch on the head Can you believe that people actually climb on their backs and ride them? I can’t imagine. Matt said one day, “I think I could put … Continue reading →

Week 1 Me: Olivia, let me see you lope that horse. Olivia: Noooooooo! Week 2 Olivia: loping fool Week 3 I’m down the road getting ready to feed chickens in the pasture. Olivia is loping Star down the road towards … Continue reading →

Mr. Bull has been layed off from work for a month or so now. He hangs around in his pen, gazing at his honey’s out grazing in the pasture, longing to give out a rose or 9. Around the 4th … Continue reading →

With no sheep on this farm to herd, Ava takes work wherever she can find it.

I had a marketing meeting this morning. Me and 125 broiler chickens. Members of the board. Bouncing “jingle” ideas off each other. Well, I probably did most of the bouncing. They ate breakfast. But they seemed generally supportive of my … Continue reading →