My name is Jeanne. For years, I had dreamed of living on a farm in the country and being a dairy goat farmer and cheesemaker. Now that I've moved into a 130-year old home, complete with it's own mill, in the country and rounded up some dairy goats, I plan to chronicle my life learning how to live with nature, with various critters, and all the amenities of rural life on two acres down in the valley. Come take a look-see.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Savage Pastures
Today I went out to the pasture to assess things. We are considering having a backhoe come and clear it all out. When we decided to buy the property, we had a nice pasture out there. By the time we moved in, it was practically a forest. Now it's just completely out of control. I can barely walk through to the stream. Treacherous.
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