How It All Started

I was raised on a farm but my husband had never farmed a day in his life. Even so he loved the idea of farming one day for himself. When we were first married we lived in an apartment in the city. With neighbors in such close proximity, we were longing for wide open spaces. Finally, we found our little piece of heaven in northeastern North Carolina. Just last year he took the plunge and quit his job to farm full-time. Financially it is tough right now. Since our children are older, I went back to work so we would at least have a steady income (albeit small) and health benefits.

In addition to farming, we also raise free-range hogs. They are not raised on concrete floors but are raised on the ground so they can forage for food like they are meant to. We also have chickens which are fun to watch. The kids and I collect their eggs and sell them. Then there's the family dog and cat. Ooops! Almost forgot...and the rabbit.

Living on a farm is hard work. I do have my days when I complain, especially on those where it might be raining or cold or both. I am so very thankful for what we have.