Once upon a 100-acre farm, there where many ducks and chickens, each of them with their own silly personality. Chewy, a 6-year-old ermine attack survivor, with her own distinctive chatter, has always been my special girl, having been a house hen for months of recovery.
I lived on that farm in the Fenelon Falls area quite happily for many years. Growing my own food has always been a passion for as long as I can remember. Playing in the dirt keeps me grounded. It’s great exercise, and it’s gratifying to harvest what I’ve grown. Fresh veggies from the garden also help lower the grocery bill.