“Life in the barn was very good – night and day, winter and summer, spring and fall, dull days and bright days. It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.”
—E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web
Birth is exhausting! Spanky in clover, July 2005
I’m with Wilbur. The barn is often the best place to be. Sometimes at the end of chores I find myself just leaning on a gate, daydreaming, watching and listening to the animals and smiling to myself.
Below are links to some photos and background of the current livestock at Fairhope Farm, and a few others that have left their imprint.
- CATTLE: Katika, boss cow, and assorted young ‘uns
- HORSES: Birch, Lucy’s Azteca gelding, and Applejacks, her first pony
- SHEEP: Ioan, my Clun Forest ram, and the ewes
- POULTRY: Russell Crow and his increase
- DONKEYS: Jiminy and Job
- DOGS
- CATS
Fairhope Farm 
the cat’s named Tamalpais!
What became of Andy?
My gander Andy was killed by a coyote last summer. It was terrible.