Homestead Hill Farm

As I was waiting for Shirley, the "post office lady" to scan the box of layer chicks that had just arrived at the Post Office, I g...

Opening Day of the Market....eagerly anticipated, and anxiously awaited. With the opening of an open-air Market the first weekend in April, ...

Nothing says "SPRING is here!" quite like the first time the animals go out on grass. After this past winter when they spent more ...

Isn't a farmhouse just a house on a farm? or for that matter a house in the country? Looking around our home the other day, it occurred...

What happens when ALL that snow (over six feet this season!) starts to melt? We start "MUD Season". Sticky, squishy, slippery MUD...

The term "pet lamb" conjures mental images of little Bo-Peep walking her pet through the park on a string. So, when one of the old...

I have never thought of myself as a "dog person". I don't like the dog smell, the panting, the hair, the doggie footprints. ...