Just over a week ago, just two days after Christmas, we laid to rest my childhood pony mare April. She was 38 years old. She had been in the family for 31 years.
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In a world traveling at a hundred miles per hour, we are determined to slow down one acre at a time. We can't claim to be 'certified' anything or 'organic' this or that, but what we know is that we do things like our great-grandparents, with humility, integrity and respect for the animals, land, and forthcoming generations. Join us on an authentic journey of connecting with our community, our food, and our future.
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April |
2 comments:
You are such a good writer. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, Hugh, I appreciate your kind words.
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