Week #2

Week #2

“Slow Down!!!”

“Slow Down!!!”

a farm a baby and a busy life

I confess that I've been blogging elsewhere. Not a pro at the whole blogging thing in the first place, but I've put a few posts on our new website: www.urbannafarm.com
Still love reading the blogs I follow and might have time to use both outlets someday.
In the meantime, I hope you have a great day!

busy bee

We've moved out of the Happy Camper and found our way to Hampton, SC. Boxes are full of our things. Walls are almost all painted (thanks to Emily's help) and we are settling into our new farm life. Don and Susan sent Andy home with Mama hen and chicks yesterday and the dogs are now all acquainted and getting along. Strawberries and onions are in the ground; tool shed is being cleared out; Elijah's settling in and I have an oven!!! Life is Great!

Hen & Chicks Delight!

On Sunday night I was going to move the chicken feeder out of the woods, because I spotted a raccoon. I stopped next to the woodpile, because I heard clucking...

Susan came out to lift up the tarp, while I held the flashlight and we discovered this little lady. We'd been counting 42 chickens for at least a month now and never could figure out where #43 was hiding...

Andy picked her up and to our surprise... CHICKS!!!!!!

We'd been trying to figure out when and where to hatch out chicks for weeks now and God was taking care of it right under our nose this entire time!

We decided to move mama and babies to protect them from predators (cats, raccoons, snakes, fire ants,etc)

Transporting eggs to the "safe house" one little chick is on it's way out (it hatched out the following day)...

Can you see the little biddie peeking out?

She's got quite a few under there!

a tidbit of encouragement

"She perceives that her merchandise is profitable." (Proverbs 31:18a)

 I've been overwhelmed these last few days, with business plans and hopes and dreams and doubts. Not sure if this farm will succeed. Not sure if we're on the right track. Not sure what our 'Veggie Share' flyer should look like. Not sure if food will grow. Not sure if anyone will buy the food that grows...in advance. Then, I remember that it's not us who bring life. It's not us who makes the rain or causes the plants to bring forth fruit. It's not us who we are depending on...

   Lacking confidence, I turn to The Word. There I am reminded. There I can trust.

I know that this great big dream of ours isn't only ours. It's God who brings the growth.

It's God who brings the rain. It's God who brings the customers for our food... in advance. It's God who directs our steps. It's God who gives us the desires of our hearts. It's God who brings life. It's God who reminds me...

the farm's namesake

 Urbanna Farm, which we named after Lennis Urbanna Gay who was born and raised on the property and the last 'caretaker' of the place at 93 years old, has a ton of potential and charm, but we certainly have to look past the obvious obstacles. The obvious obstacles being: getting the property cleaned up and raising capital for farm supplies (seeds, irrigation, tools).
 Aunt Urbanna (not our aunt, but somebody's aunt) grew up during the depression thus resulting in her becoming a hoarder. I'm talking STUFF!!! The 100 year old farm house and the 3 bed, 2 bath, 4.5 porch mobile home, 5 school buses, and dozens of other sheds and outbuildings are full of STUFF!!!
 Aunt Urbanna was in her 70's when she got married for the first time and she and her husband put a mobile home on the property next to the farmhouse. The mobile home will be our home, but right now it needs to be cleared out, cleaned, and painted. Boxes and Boxes and Boxes and Boxes and Boxes full of STUFF!!!