New Arrivals

written by

Drausin Wulsin

posted on

May 9, 2015

NEW ARRIVALS

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In this season of motherhood, which presents birth, budding, and renewal, we are strengthened by new arrivals at our farm. As our veteran border collies slide into golden years, they seem to be developing a penchant for observation above action. So, several weeks ago we brought new strength to the team in "Bo", hailing from Cynthiana, Kentucky. Bo was trained by Vergil & Annemarie Holland, and is the third dog we have acquired from them. Bo is short-haired with brown coloring, while Nick and Dally are long-haired with black & white coloring. Bo is strong in nature and we are learning how to work with him, so he can work with us.

In like manner, as this author slides toward golden age, the astute wife observes his penchant for observation above action. We have accordingly been fortunate enough to fill this yawning gap through the arrival at our farm this past month of Brendan and Sarah Prendergast, with their children, Ida and Kellen, ages 8 and 10. Brendan and Sarah both grew up in Cincinnati, but have spent the past 8 years in southern Georgia, where Brendan managed a 400-acre farm, which raised and direct-marketed grassfed beef, pastured broilers, eggs, and pecans. Brendan brings expertise in grass-management, animal husbandry, and auto mechanics, while Sarah brings marketing skills, computer savvy, and child-rearing gifts, with both being excellent communicators. We are incredibly fortunate to intersect with their desire to return to Midwestern roots. Their talents have already contributed strength to our effort to improve customer lives by delivering healthy food to them. And we are most grateful.

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We close with a picture of grassfed meatballs - a new product which Susan is developing.

We honor new arrivals, who come by land and by womb.

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