Daily Farm Photo: 9/14/06

Is Something Nibbling At Your Heart?
A year of Daily Photos ago: I'm Alive, But The Phone Is Dead
Labels: found hearts
Nearly everyone dreams of moving to the country at some point, but few people are crazy enough to actually do it. I'm one of those few. In 1994, when I was 26, I sold my little bakery cafe, packed up 200 boxes of books & antiques, & waved goodbye to my native California. Armed with a very basic knowledge of gardening, an overenthusiastic sense of adventure, & lots of naivete, I ended up on a 280-acre, 140-year-old farm in the middle of nowhere. I became cook, gardener, shepherd, farmhand, vet, surrogate mom, wildlife expert, sheep midwife & animal undertaker. My prep school education & graphic design background were useless. I went from attending restaurant openings & gallery receptions to working the rural fire dept's BBQ booth at the crafts fair & munching fried pies at country auctions. Nine years ago I moved to an even more remote 240-acre farm which I share with sheep, chickens, 4 dogs, 9 cats, 5 very entertaining donkeys, & one really well fed farmguy. My life revolves around food.

Labels: found hearts
posted by Farmgirl Susan at 11:27 AM
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2 Comments:
Yes, my wife does that. But only in the most loving adorable way. And somehow, my heart is stronger for her nibblings. I guess love is that way.
wow. Did that really happen on it's own? Artisic worm!
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