Blustery Bovine

It all started with visualizing potential.

I’ve always been one to see the good and overlook the bad, whether that be in people or in this case, a foreclosed farm.

“Isn’t it perfect Luke?” I said breathlessly. Choosing to ignore the dead grass, peeling paint, broken fences, half inch of dirt on everything in the house and gigantic mound of tumbleweeds blocking the front door.

When his parents, who have lived in their fair share of rough, ranch houses, came to see it they laughed nervously and said, “If that’s what you want kids, good thing you have a lot of energy!”

But we didn’t care, we had 6 acres of our own!

And Luke has a magic way of making tiny amounts of Nevada water go a long way and the ability to fix or make anything. Soon the grass started to not look so bad!

We started out getting 3 cows to add to our dog.

Then chickens.

Then ducks.

Then sheep.

Then meat chickens.

Then turkeys.

Then a cat.

Then pigs.

Then completely useless peacocks that poop on the porches.

This place was starting to look a bit like a farm.

We loved it all so much, and the meat was so unbelievably good, that we couldn’t just keep it all to ourselves.

So we started a tiny CSA, delivering meat, eggs, produce, and baked goods.

And now we’ve opened a farm store in our garage.

Stay tuned, we’re glad you’re here.

Love,

The Thompsons

Luke, Shannon, Katie, Hannah, Audrey, William, James, and Lucy