A few weeks ago, my brother asked me if we’d be making mud pits for Prudence and Rebecca. My answer went something like this, “Hell no. If it rains, fine, they can make a mud pit. But I don’t think we’ll be making any mud pits for them.” What I should have said, had I… Continue Reading
Category Archives: Pigs
What to Expect When You’re Starting Out Pig Farming
“You know your life is complete when your wife gets you pigs for Christmas,” JR announced to my great-uncle during a visit to our house this past weekend. After he made this bold statement, we proudly toured my great-uncle around showing him the temporary fence that would guide the pigs from their winter home in… Continue Reading
Stupidity in the Garden
Normally, I like to think that we have tranquility in the garden, though this is simply a case of choosing what memories one wants to have. There are rabbits who have outsmarted us, chewing through the ostensibly rabbit-excluding fence that lines the bottom of the more decorative split-rail. Once the adorable little crop-decimators are spotted… Continue Reading
Spotty Pigs
After threatening to start a farmette last year, with best, yet insufficiently serious intentions, this winter, we were finally able to locate pigs to add to our otherwise avian (and canine – let’s not forget canine) menagerie. But not just any pigs, mind you. Given my preoccupation with obscure winter squash, and our love of… Continue Reading
Welcome to Tiny Farmhouse!
When I first met JR, way back in the early 1990s, he was raising Black Angus cattle. He was a little ahead of the curve in his cattle-rearing (like 20 years or so), as they were grass-fed. And this was a good thing, because they were tasty, but also a bad thing, because technique for cooking grass-fed… Continue Reading