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.
April |
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.
April |
2 comments:
You are such a good writer. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, Hugh, I appreciate your kind words.
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