Willow grazing on a sunny November morning This is our first winter on the farm and the shift in seasons has posed a lot of new hurdles, including the grazing situation.Over the past few weeks the pastures have slowly transitioned from bright, green grass to a brown, stemmy, seedy mess....
"Hey, where's the pumpkin pie?"Happy Thanksgiving! We have so much to be thankful for, and you, our readers, are high on the list. We've been so blown away by your support throughout our journey and especially this past week with the opening of our shop. Eat well and enjoy your...
Grinding whole wheat berries with the Kitchen-Aid As I mentioned previously, we started buying whole grains from a local, organic farmer to feed our goats (Windy Acres is the name of the farm, if you live in TN and want to check them out. We love them.). We sprout the...
Mayday was waiting up all night for this! She's been counting the days until she could stock up on our Farmstead Milk Soaps for Holiday gifting, the Mini Lavender Bars in particular. Not only did Mayday help make them with her very own milk, her daughter, Sabine, is the goat...
For the past few weeks I've been holing up with my pencil, camera, and computer. I appear at milking and mealtimes, mumbling something half coherent about "the store" before scurrying back to the living room, where drawings, photos, mock-ups, and all sorts of artsy and craftsy things are sprawled everywhere.
Sprouted spelt and wheatAs I bet you can tell, Scrapple and I aren't necessarily about doing things the easy way. We've set out down this path to do them the right way, or at least the way we believe that to be. This mindset led us to rotational grazing, which,...
Nevat, following us to round up the milkers on a particularly windy day Following the tradition of adopting small, white, baby animals, this past week we welcomed Nevat to Little Seed Farm. Our neighbors found Nevat a couple miles down the road in the forest. She was howling in the...
As many of you know, we had the extreme honor of hosting Sweetbreads’ 100 yr old Grandpa George a couple weeks ago. He flew from Florida by himself and was accompanied at the farm by my Mother In-Law, who it wouldn't have been possible without. She made the visit seamless.
