I would have to admit that many who have known me all my life would be a little surpised the path I have taken. I grew up in the suburbs and have worked in the urban city all my life. Even in college I was in a fairly big city. However, somewhere down the path I met my husband who was a country boy at heart. I don’t know if it was the many trips up to the in-laws family farm but the call of a different approach to life began to plant a seed. Early in our marriage, I began to talk about wanting to raise chickens. Not for meat, of course, but began dreaming of unique hen names and creative chicken coops. I even received chicken raising books long before the reality of the possiblity of a farm was in existence. Through the years, the dream never left and we began to plan what it would take to have that “dream farm”. We temporarily moved into a apartment in the city and began to do the research. By this time in my life, the dream of a farm was way beyond just raising chickens. I began to research the closest cities to Minneapolis/ St. Paul that would allow chickens and goats.
This journey led us to a small community in Corcoran. We were somewhat suprised to find so many others like us at different times of their journey. These people all around us became inspirations and a great depth of knowledge. I wanted to capture our journey and remind myself of the great blessings we have received. I hope you enjoy our stories and feel a little more inspired for what is beyond the current reality.
Oliver- the farm watch dog.
Jemima- our farm mallard duck that thinks it is a chicken.