Where I Live: Updated


Our farm is situated in the south-eastern part of Ontario. It is the first and only farm I've ever lived on, and believe it or not, I am, relatively, a novice farmer. (That's what makes almost everything so hilarious and heart-touching at the same time.) Our farm consists of rolling hills and patches of forest, and in front of the lovely and quaint farmhouse, across the road, are the barn and sheds. 

The gently sloping hills are a winter-time favourite with everyone as they are perfect for tobogganing, sledding, or simply sliding. I like them through all the seasons, for they are dotted with trees, providing a suitable place from where one can spy, reconnoiter, and watch the world without being seen.

The small patches of trees remain unnoticed and uncared for until we start collecting wood for the winter. But the big patch behind the house, the main forest, or bush as some call it, is our special playground. There we can play hide-and-seek or search-for-the-hidden-object. Sometimes we just make friends with the trees while sitting in their shade and listening to the symphony performed by the birds.

I've learnt a lot over the past year, so it is hard to write about the past rather than the present; I was quite ignorant (laughably) in the past and the present seems to be much more interesting. But I must set up the background for my stories, thus I begin with the un-interesting details.



We made the common mistake of acquiring all types of different animals during our first few months on the farm and then realizing that each type needed different food and different kinds of pens or cages; very soon we were ready to part with our quails since they were always fighting, we gave up our ducks next for they made the barn very very wet, and then we even condescended (😂) to set free the handsome strutting roosters.

What remained were our rabbits, chicken, turkeys (which we later gobbled up for dinners), goats, sheep, and cows. The five types of animals living on our farm currently, have similar diets which consist of hay, grains, and fresh green grass in the warm spring-summer-autumn months.

Our livestock has kept us very busy and very amused most of the time; however, we've also had our share of tragedy. In following posts, I shall recount the stories of our lovely farm animals and the adventures that befell them. Some of them will make you laugh, and some just might make you cry. Until next time I remain,
Your recently-acquired acquaintaince,
Ellen Hamilton 💖

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