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Join us as we chronicle our efforts to retain a portion of the farm that has been in my family since the 1840’s (1830’s?). Not only do we want to hold on to the land, which we could do with city jobs, we want to enhance the land. Pasture renovation takes time, hooves, claws, snouts, beaks, teeth and time. It also takes worms, manure, insects, mice, voles, coyotes, rabbits, hedge trees, piles of dead hedge trees, sawdust, acorns and more time. It’s the coordination, planning and unexpected nature of …erm…nature… that keep us hopping. We are not a part of the government’s Organic Certification program. We are not GMO-Free…yet. We do our very best to bring a high-quality, healthy product to market with local resources.
Honestly, my job has taken over my life in a good way and the farm is just in the background. The following is edited to fit.
Currently we sell eggs, chickens, turkeys and hogs but these are just tools. They are not an end, they are a means. Though we love to hear from satisfied customers we must remember the real goal is not financial. I want to make sure the next owners take possession of more fertile land than I bought but the increased fertility is a result of good management, not a purpose. I treasure my marriage, my children, my dog, my job. I enjoy reading and working. I like food. A lot. But these things, on their own, are not satisfying. There must be more.
Why do I call myself a steward? Because I don’t really own it. I’m just in charge of it for a while (See 1 Chronicles 29:11-12). The real goal is to glorify God.