Perfectly timed calf

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Two weeks ago (July 28th) my family was woken up before the sun had risen above the tree line. My oldest sister ran up to my room out of breath and said “there’s a calf!” And I was out of my bed and out the porch door so quickly even a cheetah couldn’t have beat me to the field. Scout was in the bottum corner of her pasture. The calf was perfect. Mostly black, with a few white spots. Her face is completely white.

We guessed she had been born just a few hours before we woke up. But Selah, the calf, was spotlessly cleaned and purely white.

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Spring peeps

Spring is always the best/craziest time of the year here on the farm. Especially living in New England, we’re always so ecstatic when we realize Spring is finally here.

The past two springs we’ve hatched chicks, and this year was no different. I’ve decided that no matter how many years in a row we incubate eggs, I’ll never get bored of it.

What it’s like to farm-sit

We’ve all heard of babysitting and dog-sitting, but have you heard of farm-sitting? Before we moved to New England and started a farm, I never thought about the fact that farmers need vacation too. But with all their animals, farmers find it tricky to leave the farm.