Plodding along without attention, my thoughts were unfocused and without intent. I was at home. The forest is where I am at peace, one with nature, blessed and content. I love my trees, the amazing fresh green scent wafting on the gentle warm breeze still kissed by the welcomed soft rains. There is nowhere I need to be except right there with my feet on the Earth and my hands in the air lifted in song and praise to the Creator and in tune with the trees. This is the Fat Ewe Farm. This is the dream come true, the place of my heart in the heart of my place.
I am actually going to get the sheep with my trusty Border Collie, Robbie. Robbie has been off his tasks lately, not paying attention to commands because he thinks he is smarter than I am. Well, he may be, but I still want the sheep where I want them, while he would rather just chase them back and forth because it is so much fun for him. All winter he impatiently waits for the time when the sheep go to pasture, so every evening, he and I can go and bring them into the night pen for safety. Then I walk through the bush so visit the trees. Today I tripped and did the most ingenious tumble and pretty near landed up on my feet. I removed the fallen tree from the path and wondered why I had left it in the way for so long. What does it take for us to create an action?
The Fat Ewe Farm is becoming a name and a place. This week there were over 8000 page views. Well, when I started this one woman sojourn to learn about sustainability and to divorce fashion and consumerism, not ever did I think there would be those who would want to come along with me, but thank you, thank you and thank you. One wonderful woman drove two and a half hours to meet me and chat at the Critter Sale in St. Paul yesterday. Imagine that! I was so honoured and touched. She was a very sweet lady and I wish I had a bit more time to speak with her and learn more about her.
At the sale yesterday, I did learn that St. Paul is very aware of me and who I am, what I am doing and what I make and sell. Many knew that I live a holistic life, am organically oriented and produce my own soaps, salves, butters, and blend essential oils. I was thinking that I was still hibernating here in my paradise and that though I have tried, the outside world just wasn't ready for what I have to offer. They may not be yet, but at least they are becoming acquainted with The Fat Ewe Farm.
A beautiful young woman, Joan Klassen of Justalittle Homestead purchased a ram lamb and my Anna, bred, two of the Babydoll Southdown miniature sheep. We have kept in touch via Facebook messenger primarily and I am proud to say that my little Anna, the sheep I raised as my own since her mother abandoned her due to a very difficult and painful birth, has her own little lambie now named Birdie. This makes what I set out to do all so worthwhile! The photos are used with her permission. Thank you Joan.
I am actually going to get the sheep with my trusty Border Collie, Robbie. Robbie has been off his tasks lately, not paying attention to commands because he thinks he is smarter than I am. Well, he may be, but I still want the sheep where I want them, while he would rather just chase them back and forth because it is so much fun for him. All winter he impatiently waits for the time when the sheep go to pasture, so every evening, he and I can go and bring them into the night pen for safety. Then I walk through the bush so visit the trees. Today I tripped and did the most ingenious tumble and pretty near landed up on my feet. I removed the fallen tree from the path and wondered why I had left it in the way for so long. What does it take for us to create an action?
The Fat Ewe Farm is becoming a name and a place. This week there were over 8000 page views. Well, when I started this one woman sojourn to learn about sustainability and to divorce fashion and consumerism, not ever did I think there would be those who would want to come along with me, but thank you, thank you and thank you. One wonderful woman drove two and a half hours to meet me and chat at the Critter Sale in St. Paul yesterday. Imagine that! I was so honoured and touched. She was a very sweet lady and I wish I had a bit more time to speak with her and learn more about her.
At the sale yesterday, I did learn that St. Paul is very aware of me and who I am, what I am doing and what I make and sell. Many knew that I live a holistic life, am organically oriented and produce my own soaps, salves, butters, and blend essential oils. I was thinking that I was still hibernating here in my paradise and that though I have tried, the outside world just wasn't ready for what I have to offer. They may not be yet, but at least they are becoming acquainted with The Fat Ewe Farm.
A beautiful young woman, Joan Klassen of Justalittle Homestead purchased a ram lamb and my Anna, bred, two of the Babydoll Southdown miniature sheep. We have kept in touch via Facebook messenger primarily and I am proud to say that my little Anna, the sheep I raised as my own since her mother abandoned her due to a very difficult and painful birth, has her own little lambie now named Birdie. This makes what I set out to do all so worthwhile! The photos are used with her permission. Thank you Joan.
Birdie from Joan Klassen. She is so cute!
Anna and her ewe lamb, Birdie.
So, at the close of this day, at the beginning of the fifth year on the farm, the blessings are multiplying each and every day. I have been able to get fencing completed this year, thanks to the gentlemen from Kehiwin who also fenced for me last year. I wish for new outbuildings, however; the old decrepit ones will have to suffice. Some will get new roofs this summer and a coat of fresh paint. And, soon I will be painting the interior of the bed and breakfast house, Moose HIlls Inn, which suffered a flood and is being renovated and repaired. Once it is painted, the flooring can be installed and then the baseboards and moldings, and finally the interior designer in me (yes, I was once an interior designer in Vancouver) can decorate the home. It will be reopened in August, better than it was before and prettier too. Part of my retirement dream package was to own a bed and breakfast as well as the farm, and so it will be.
The Fat Ewe Farm is one woman's dream to marry permaculture organic farming with the loving husbandry of animals while supporting nature. There is a garden, fresh eggs from the free roaming chickens, meats from the farm and my love and joy of preparing gourmet meals offered at the Inn. The pleasant camaraderie of the guests at the Inn is most wonderful and keeps me in touch with the hustle of world business and city life, yet my place is here. Won't you pull up a chair and join me for some rose petal and honey tea? from the farm, of course!
The Fat Ewe Farm is one woman's dream to marry permaculture organic farming with the loving husbandry of animals while supporting nature. There is a garden, fresh eggs from the free roaming chickens, meats from the farm and my love and joy of preparing gourmet meals offered at the Inn. The pleasant camaraderie of the guests at the Inn is most wonderful and keeps me in touch with the hustle of world business and city life, yet my place is here. Won't you pull up a chair and join me for some rose petal and honey tea? from the farm, of course!
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