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MrsNancyJ
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A faithful, regenerative homestead living the dream on Tennessee's Cumberland Plateau.

Should weed be legal? TBH I have never smoked weed, but I do belive there are health benefits to CBD/cannabis/etc. So I am not completely opposed to its use.

As far as I know it is legal in most states.

Not sure i understand the question. Can you be more specific?

We are not producing enough volume to sell to the public. Not sure we ever will. I find individuals that are looking for what I have and will sell on a very small scale. But I do see a sort of ministry in growing densely nutritious food and having it available to people who want to buy it.

My focus is local community.

There is another app to look at "Farmish"

Lots of thoughts:

1) for any farmer to be profitable I think they need to be able to reach the cities.

2) food is highly regulated so the more public you are the more eyes are on you

3) for our area FB is a good way to begin the conversation

Layers require calcium to develop shells. I pay for a premium feed to make sure I meet all their nutritional needs. My layers free range all over the property, but bugs and such are scarce in the winter.

Meat chickens are bred to have the meaty breasts that we have grown to expect.

Look up lowline angus: bred by the university system in Australia to thrive on pasture. After years of research/breeding the project was ended and the herd dispersed. Fascinating.

They both are bred to do the same things: thrive on pasture, ease of birth, docile.

The south poll/low-line are what a local farmer had to sell that fit my needs.

Most locals have angus and are unfamiliar with the grass-fed genetics.

She asked the general community on local FB pages. Then she tracked down a local farm with an online presence and they gave her my name. She then tracked down my FB farm page. The girl was determined and undeterred.

We are a rural community. Lots of agricultural. It is easier to source locally here, but still a challenge.

You have to meet people. Can't just hide on your property and be a hermit.

These meat birds were fed a specific feed but I was able supplement with clabbered milk from our dairy cow. They were out on pasture. Had access to bugs. But genetically meat birds are not able to fend for themselves.

I love the idea of providing growing food for my birds. Hope to get close to that ideal eventually.

A woman visited the farm yesterday.

She and her husband moved to our county two months ago.

She was seeking pasture raised, organic, no-soy, no-corn, non-GMO chicken.

Another local farmer pointed her in my direction.

I was able to help.

We connected as I walked her around the farm.

Local economy. Build community.

When you have to do chores outside in freezing temperatures

find joy in the frost.

Evening chores:

Feed the livestock āœ”

Walk the dogs āœ”

Enjoy the changing sky āœ”

Evening chores bring their own rewards.

#grownostr #farmlife

Raise your hand if you read "Lord of the Flies" in high school.

I've decided to call these two cuties Hope and Joy.

But I can't tell them apart so they will be known as

Hopenjoy

After two days in a stall for new momma to recover and get used to the idea of baby, they have returned to the rest of the flock.

Prima and baby Burke are doing well.

Burke will briefly lose track of mom and go around to all the ewes asking "are you my mommy?" Prima tracks him down and teaches him to come to her.

The ewes will call to their babies and recognize the voice of their lamb/s. But with two days by themselves, Burke hasn't had to find mom by her call. I'm sure he will have it all sorted out soon

#grownostr #farmlife

Good morning.

Have a great Monday!

Sunday nap time.

#farmlife

Farm adventure:

Husband goes down to the barn this morning to find a new lamb and the new mom not letting him nurse.

She is a first time mom and kept moving away from him and kicking him away. All the other sheep were rejecting it as well. Baby was baaa-ing. Mom was baaa-ing. We needed to get to church.

Husband picks up mom (no small feat) and I carry baby to a smaller enclosed stall. We hope that time together will allow them to sort this out.

Come home from church to find mom has escaped the stall and baby got itself wedged in a corner.

Reunite them in the stall. Baby is persistent. Finally, mom let's him nurse. She has got to be uncomfortable!

Mom has settled down and is now accepting her new boy. Looks like they worked this out.

I have named him Burke. (Cardinal Burke) He was rejected by his mother because she did not understand his role. But his persistence caused her to relent and bring him into the fold.

For practicality: I have a farm, garden, feed animals. Overalls and sturdy pants are my go to. Skirts are for church on Sunday.