Fences are a suggestion
We bought livestock panels. The goats bought stock in parkour. If an animal can fit a nose through it, they consider the matter settled. Startup farming is mostly the art of being outsmarted politely.
Our story
Started October 4, 2022. Still learning the goats' bylaws.
We started this farm on October 4, 2022, with more hope than hardware and a confidence that lasted exactly until the first goat tested the fence. We are a family business. Christ is not a slogan on the gate — He is why the gate stays open.
Founded October 4, 2022
A family business, on purpose
We welcome children and families here as guests of a household that belongs to Christ. You do not need to share our faith to visit, learn, or laugh with the goats. You will hear us give thanks out loud, treat people as image-bearers, and keep our programs safe, kind, and unhurried.
Startup headaches
The 4 a.m. curriculum
No pamphlet mentions the hour a heat lamp fails, or the way a water trough freezes the morning you already have church clothes on. We learned by doing, then by doing it again in the rain.
Budget meets reality
The starter spreadsheet had a line for 'miscellaneous.' Miscellaneous turned out to be the whole farm. Hay, vet calls, a gate hinge with opinions, and the tractor that starts only when you are already late.
Day to day
Dawn shift
Water, hay, eggs, a headcount that only counts if every ear is where it belongs. The chickens run the morning briefing. They vote by volume.
Midday mercy
Shade checks, hoof glances, a walk down the fence line, and the eternal hunt for the bucket that was 'right here.' Chores are a liturgy. You do them whether you feel holy or not.
Last light
Close the coop. Count again. Thank God the donkey did not open the latch with his face. Sit on the porch. Let the day leave before you do.
The great benefits of this life
Children who remember the land
A kid who has gathered an egg, brushed a horse, and been leaned on by a donkey will carry that in their bones. We built this so they could.
Work that tells the truth
The farm does not flatter. It also does not lie. You show up, you tend what is living, and the day is already a kind of prayer.
Neighbors at the gate
Goat yoga, camps, a birthday with hay in it, a quiet hour beside a horse — these are not extras. They are how a family farm loves a town.