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+of+copy+3+ayib.JPG "The Year is over, but we're still baking!")
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.
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posted by Farmgirl Susan at 10:55 PM
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He looks like he's doing that favorite trick of small children where they stick straws on either side of their mouths and pretend to be walruses. Not that I ever did anything like that as a child. Ahem.
What to? Spaghetti?
Susan, as always I love coming to your site and seeing what's going on. I was catching up on the story of Whitey's brood, and I was thinking, have you thought of writing a book? I think a story of your move, and time on the farm, would be fascinating, and you have the photos to slap in there, all glossy and gorgeous.
I'm not a book agent or anything - I just thought that I love your blog and stories so much, I think the non-blogging world would want to read about them too.
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