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 The Farm

Buffs rule
Bumper crop
Donkey cart in Fall
Just visiting
The girls
A fierce yawn
End of days

Our family moved to the farm in the spring of 2012, and a few months later, we parked an RV next to the shop, gutted the house to the studs, and rebuilt it. Our perpetual camping adventure thankfully ended by mid-November, and in the spring, we redesigned the backyard, built a Chicken run, and acquired our first flock. The number of chickens has ebbed and flowed over the years, with the highest count, twenty-one. My girls lay eggs in a variety of colors, which I sell to friends and neighbors. My quarter horse, Dakota, moved home over a year ago. He's a handsome, flashy bay whose dead broke, more slow than go, and the perfect old lady horse. His best friend, Cinch, a Palamino, who is more dog than horse, keeps him company. 

The girl garage is home to three Calico cats- Harley, Cali, and Rafter. Sisters came to us along with their caretaker Dick via Craig's List. They needed a new home, and I needed mousers. For over ten years, the girls have kept our property pest-free, and Dick has become part of the family. In the house, we have Trixy, an eight-pound Malti mix; Lucy, a fifteen-pound Corgi mix; Finn, a border collie mix who is now a horse thanks to his Great Dane sire; and Ember, the feisty feline who keeps the dogs in check. 

Dakota & Cinch
Garden pests
My View
Kate & Finn
Wrong, but oh so Right
Veritas & Eldor
Nap time
King of the Hill
Izzy & Lucy
Northern neighbors
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