Farms are never just one farm. We exist as a community. We share supplies, customers, equipment, labor, stories and knowledge with each other. This image of Boghadair behind the Highland cow skull reminds me of the connection I have with Common Sense Farm, just a few miles down the road. It's a commune of nearly a hundred Messianic Jews and while we have so little in common when it comes to faith, politics, and lifestyle - we are all farmers and grand friends. Bogh was born under their farm stand and was adopted as a tiny kitten years ago. That steer was raised by them and when the skull felt out of place on their farm they felt it fit mine perfectly (the previous owner of this farm decorated the barn with skulls, which remain there till this day!). It's not just a snapshot of a cat but a reminder of those fine folks who I adore and all of years of buying hay, shared meals, learning Hebrew dances, learning their culture, tea by fires, and watching their children grow up in this community. A blessing indeed.
P.S. Coolest thing I learned from those folks. Amen is Hebrew for "So be it"
The blog of author Jenna Woginrich of Cold Antler Farm. Where pop culture meets agriculture! Here she writes about her adventures following her feral life as a self-employed writer, homesteader, archer, falconer, equestrian, martial artist, hunter, spinner, brewer, geek, and real-life Game of Thrones Extra. She loves movies, music, running far, and eating animals.
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