At least two of us enjoyed the snow. Max hates cold weather and the chickens could not be coaxed out in their yard, even with their favorite treats. A couple of the hens tried, but the minute their feet sunk into the snow, they flew straight up. We did alot of inside stuff like building more shelves in the growing room and planting more seeds in tiny cubes of soil.
This blog reflects the journey of Kathleen and Mark who have left suburbia to steward this historical property and transform the land back into a working farm.