It's Winter Time here in Western NY and while it may not get nearly as cold here as it did back in Plattsburgh, it's still cold enough to make staying indoors enjoyable. So as I sit cooped up in my home, staying warm by the fire, I have plenty of time for planning. Once spring comes and thaws the ground we have quite a bit of work to be done.
The new piglets
It’s Christmas Eve and I wanted to take a moment to wish everyone a Happy Holidays! We have much to be thankful for here at For Peate’s Sake Homestead. Jeff and I have a new house and a new baby. We are now closer to family and friends, and are able to keep our animals on our own property.
This past weekend we found ourselves scrambling to prepare for what was supposed to be a massive storm resulting in wide spread power outages. This might have been the case for along the coast but here in Western NY the lights only flickered a couple of times and never actually went out. The mud though, oh my god the mud. We need to invest in some wood shavings for the animal stalls because the dirt floors of the barn get damp and wet in this sort of weather.
In other non hurricane related news, we picked up two piglets this weekend. Meet Reba and Sandy.
This is our barn. Ignore the junk.
I'm moved! And we have decided on a name for out little farming operation. "For Peate's Sake Homestead" It's a play on our surname. All the animals are moved in and we even sold Faye's two little bucklings. The pigs got loose initially but Jeff put a strand of electric fence up to keep them in their pen and they haven't escaped since. Also they are HUGE - the pigs I mean. More pictures and details about our new place after the jump.
Faye's twin boys.
Faye, Sophie, and Gracie (Faye's daughter from last year) all had little bucks! Sophie and Faye both had twins, but one of Sophie's boys died the next day. Jeff's Aunt is keeping Sophie's buckling, but we will have to find homes for Faye's two, because I really have no use for more boys. We are selling them each for $50 OBO.
In other non-animal related news I'm finally moving!
Keegan misses his chickens.
I’m not dead! Sorry I have been neglecting this site since there really hasn’t been much going on farm wise. Plus I have discovered a website called Tumblr which seems to suck up all my spare time, although I have met some really interesting people and learned a great deal about sustainable farming. My tumblr blog is impulsivefarmer.tumblr.com if you are interested in what I’ve been up to; I’m on it almost daily.
Yes it is finally done! After nearly a year and a half the project house is done and officially up for sale!
If you are interested in buying a home in the City of Plattsburgh drop me a line and I can put you in contact with our realtor.
3 bedrooms, 2 baths with a detached oversized 2 car garage. It's located in a reletively quiet part of the city. Everything inside and out is new. Link to Realtor.com Listing.
Went to see the herd last week. The kids are getting so big! Sophie and Faye's hooves were horrible! With my sisters help I was able to get them in somewhat good shape but I will be heading down once again at the end of this month to do everyone's hooves again. I've noticed that the sheep's hooves need a lot less maintenance and are less prone to foot rot and fungal infections. More pics after the jump.
What these people's nightmares are made of.
I received a package in the mail the other day from the Town of Plattsburgh with all the complaint letters they received pertaining to our attempt to start a small sustainable farm on my families property on Cumberland Head behind Champlain Park. So I'm going to uploading each letter and writing a response. So without further adieu here is the first post in my "People Be Stupid" series.
When we went to load the pigs for the second time we figured everything would go a lot better then the first. We had a bigger trailer that's lower to the ground so the incline on the ramp was significantly less. We figured now that the ramp's incline was shallower Toony would just walk right up into the trailer... not. So we once again were chasing around a pig in my dad's backyard while I desperately held the rope tied to her back leg and then it began to rain.