Originally posted on fourth generation farmgirl:
Hamish is one of our two sheep that was a bottle-fed lamb. He has tons of personality and a little bit of attitude as well. Whenever we are outside, he always baaahs at us to say hello. And, when it’s time for grain, well, I do believe he would walk up to the house…
Farmguy and I have a running joke that we should install a disco ball and strobe lights in our barn. This is due to my disappearance for long periods, during which time, I’m supposed to be taking care of farm chores. You see, we have a radio in the barn to keep the barn cats company. And, sometimes while […]
According to a notification from WordPress, it’s been one year since I became the voice of Fourth Generation Farmgirl— blogging mostly, but not entirely, about the happenings on Green Hill Farm—past and present. I want to express my thanks to those of you who take time out of your busy days to read my posts. I am deeply appreciative of your […]
Originally posted on Almost Farmgirl:
Jeremiah pulled the covers back and kissed me goodbye at about 7:30. I was still in bed, unmotivated to get up and start my Sunday. “I put fly masks on the horses and scrubbed the trough. The stalls are clean, and the water buckets are filled. The chickens are fed. The barn cats are let…
Originally posted on fourth generation farmgirl:
On Green Hill Farm, we have a menagerie of sheep, chicken, cats, and dogs, and it’s my goal to make sure that everyone is healthy and happy. That includes our injured hen, a Buff Orpington called Honey. When she became lame, we started putting her outside everyday to enjoy the fresh air and sunshine.…
Hamish is one of our two sheep that was a bottle-fed lamb. He has tons of personality and a little bit of attitude as well. Whenever we are outside, he always baaahs at us to say hello. And, when it’s time for grain, well, I do believe he would walk up to the house and ask for it if he […]
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.” –John Donne “The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.” –Henry Beston
On Green Hill Farm, we have a menagerie of sheep, chickens, cats, and dogs, and it’s my goal to make sure that everyone is healthy and happy. That includes our injured hen, a Buff Orpington called Honey. When she became lame, we started putting her outside everyday to enjoy the fresh air and sunshine. In addition to Honey Chicken, we […]
My name is Tonya, and I grew up on a 300-acre farm in rural Virginia that has been in my family for over 100 years. After graduating from college, receiving my master’s degree in speech and language pathology, and living and working in a small city for six years, I decided to return to the place of my childhood. Here, in this rural area, on this patch of green, where for four generations my family has farmed, gardened, and lived, I, too wanted to be a part of this continuity. As a fourth generation farmgirl, I have many interests that not only include, but also go beyond the basics of farming, gardening, sheep and chicken-keeping. It is all of this and more that I plan on sharing in this blog.
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