For years, while sitting in the silence of Quaker worship, I heard these words are in my heart: "Go to the fields." We moved to an old house on 20 acres in 2009 and started a farm. We sell organic, pastured chickens in the Twin Cities & Northfield.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Another one
Last night, I gave food to the outside cats. I was about to pick up their leftovers about 20 minutes later, so I peeked out the bathroom window to see if the cats were finished. There, on the deck, eating cat food, was a possum.
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