Finally, I’ve arrived at my present location. So let me start by giving you a tour of the place. Whiskey Creek Farm.
Lori, the owner of the farm, doesn’t need a lawn mower. She’s got Tango, who freely walks around on the property, together with the chickens and the turkey.
Sparky, Lori’s mother Vi’s dog, might be the fattest dog I’ve ever met. Vi is 86 years old and forgets when she’s fed him, so she feeds him again. And there just isn’t any arguing with her. Of course she knows best. She’s the oldest!
You never know what you might find on this farm, in a bush or on the wall of one of the many many sheds. Old bikes, shoes with plants growing out of them, a hen lying on a nest, or art. One thing is for certain: walking around on this property, you will at least not get bored.
And there are chickens everywhere!
Katja Malmborg 