Big Little Things.

Johnnie and Apple

Johnnie and Apple

Pinky Swear Farm has been my second home for just over a year. As with any property, getting to know the place and giving it a feeling of my own takes time. Most days bring a small new insight into the history of the home and stories of the people that lived within the four walls. Other discoveries are just plain cool and add a bit of awesomeness to the place. The most amazing discovery appeared quietly in the middle of night last January.

While out in the barnyard tending to my donkeys and goats I heard a strange sound coming from the barn. I went to investigate, thinking I might find a trapped or maimed wild animal. I walked gingerly into the barn and peered into the first stall. I saw nothing. I peeked around the wall into the second stall and there in the corner was the most amazing little creature bleating out to its mother. It was an hours-old kid; a baby goat. I don’t know who was more shocked, me or the little fur ball. I didn’t even realize his mom was pregnant. The city-girl in me just thought she’d been getting porky from gorging on hay.

Rosie and Umi

Rosie and Umi

Apple was the first animal born on the farm under my ownership. Since then the farm has been blessed with Umi, another playful goat, and Pip, a miniature donkey with the personality of a faithful dog who follows me around and likes to snuggle. We’ve also had the tragic loss of twin goats born to Apple’s mom two weeks ago, but I’ll save that story for another day.

While I’ve been busy uncovering the stories of the past homeowners I unconsciously was writing the beginning of my own. Little Apple and the other young lovelies are early chapters. They were born into a city-girl family in a c.1901 barn where the original c.1847 homeowners owned slaves. They are the beginning of what is to become a colorful, funny, entertaining and memorable ride of home-ownership, country life, and the experiences of a farm-girl in training.

BOGO and Pip

BOGO and Pip


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