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Nestled in Nova Scotia's breathtaking Annapolis Valley lies 165 acres of prime agriculture land and home to Hidden Meadow Farm.
Home to rare and heritage livestock, organic veggies, herbs and cut flowers.

Preserving the past,Enjoying the present,
Sustaining the Future.




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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Buzzing with excitement...

Today was a great day on the farm.
The weather was beautiful 10+.
I got to do a little digging in the ground and got a good start on weeding my rhubarb bed. The beautiful bright buds are pushing through the soil..
I also found dozens of these little fellows ...
I thought I better check my strawberries again,I pulled back the straw to see they look wonderful, Jewel are truly winter hardy..

The greenhouse has fresh new plastic and is ready for me to start transplanting..
The seedling will appreciate it...
My poor sage has already started it's true leaves, time to start more,I use it by all my brassica's as a companion plant,not one wormy broccoli last year!

The chickens were having a great time digging around under the honeysuckle..
                                         Partridge Cochin pair,standard size.

The weather was so nice the dogs thought they would test the water in the brook..
Someone has been busy...

Building this...

Someone else has been busy too...
Time to move on to a new tree.

The woods still have some of this....


And best of all just as we were finishing up supper a truck pulled in the driveway,a familiar truck...a truck that carries these on back..
Those are full of these...
The bee guy was here!!!!!

I'm so incredibly excited to say we will be having bees back on the farm this year!!!!

The bee guy is in the process of splitting his strong hives and we may get our bees in as little as two weeks!!
At the very latest we will get them after they are done pollinating some wild blueberry fields,that should be in June.

Bees are so fascinating and he has offered me the opportunity to tag along so I can learn to manage a hive on my own ~ what a day and what a way to end the day!!!!

How was your day?


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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Introducing...

Ginger.
4 1/2 year old Purebred Jersey cow.


For my Twenty Eighth birthday I treated myself to something I had been dreaming about for awhile,a beautiful big eyed Jersey cow.
A homestead milk cow was a longtime dream for both of us,fresh milk with all those options for use,oh how wonderful that was going to be.
I went to a local dairy who has mostly Jersey cows with a few Brown Swiss (drool,maybe someday!) and Guernsey.
I was hoping to buy a cow who was close to or had already freshened.
They gratuitously showed me around, hundreds of big eyed Jerseys lining up to be milked stared back at me while I dreamed of who should come home with me.
I was led into another part of the barn,the heifer side.
I was shown two  heifers,both had been bred AI twice before with no success,they were for sale for that reason.
One heifer stood out from the other,she had a torn ear,her ear tag must have caught on something and ripped right through her ear.

I liked her,she had a sweet face and gentle personality and her torn ear set her apart.
I asked more questions and found out she was a previous 4H calf. She was broke to lead and had been handled for all of the grooming stuff like clipping and bathing.,that was a huge plus.

I wanted to take her home that night,they assured me I could lead her home but we were just a bit to far for that.
The next day during milking time I went back with my truck a trailer and brought home my first ever milk cow.
We had a stall in the barn where she spent her first few days getting used to us and her surroundings.

This beautiful girl needed a name,she couldn't be #343 forever.
Hubby suggested Priscilla, that didn't seem to fit.. apple season was in,the apple Ginger Gold caught my attention,I liked Ginger for her,she was just that colour.


Back to the part about Ginger being a heifer that had not successfully taken with AI, I decided to put her to pasture with our Highland bull Lucas.
Highlands have a small calf so she would have a easy birth and not many people know this but  Highland's have a extremely high butter fat in their milk,right around 10%, so the cross between the two breeds would produce a superb milk cow, a winter hardy milk cow.
We would walk Ginger to pasture with Lucas when we seen signs of heat,we were off for awhile but finally got it right in early spring, she blessed us with a calf in November.

Ginger is a special girl,she is sweet and kind,a easy milker who absolutely loves to be groomed.
I could not picture our farm with out seeing her sweet face everyday,she is a true doll,I absolutely adore her.


Offspring,


Sugar, Jersey Highland cross, I call her a Jerseyland.
November 30 2010

This is the beautiful heifer calf Ginger graced us with.
                       Ginger's dark winter colours with Sugar as a day old.
Sugar is very unique,she has the longer legs,long face and top knot on her head of the Jersey,she has the long hair and thick body of a Highland.

Her tiny little horn buds look very much like Highland horns and I cant wait until they grow out.
Sugar is a very quick learner and is already halter broke and leads like a trooper.
          Sugar at 3months being led by my 7 year old niece.

She has her moms lovable personality and loves to kick up her heals and play like her daddy.

Every morning when I go to the barn Sugar is right there to wrap her big 'ole tongue around my hand and if I'm not careful right across my face,she is a total love bug.
At four months old she is tipping the scales at near 400lbs, she is a excellent cross,I will be excited for the day we milk her. 
This calf makes me proud.

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My morning collection of eggs left me with 31  in the basket,what do you think is on Blue's mind??


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Life before the farm..

Before we moved to the farm we owned a beautiful secluded lake front winterized cottage we called home.
It was beautiful.
450 feet of pristine lakefront.

Waking up every morning  to the sound of loons and the gentle waves crashing against the rock lined shore.

Our deck was right of the kitchen,we would sit and drink our coffee while watching Frankie go for a swim.
I had the most beautiful gardens,although plenty of rocks to be found,we built a rock wall and I had gardens that went from the bottom of the deck stretching the 40 feet to the driveway. It was a welcoming site.

We once in awhile we take a drive to bring us back down memory lane...
Our homes were bought backwards,we bought our retirement home first...
Although I loved all the wonderful benefits of  living lakeside I would never trade our farm for any other place...

Monday, March 28, 2011

Moving Robin

Well you now know Robin is special to us.
Sunday we built a post and rail corral just outside the main barn (over 200 years old) for her with the help of our good friends.
                                          Note the window...
                That's for Ginger to see whats going on when she's in the barn

This will keep the other cows from picking on her,once we turn them to pasture they wont bother her,she will have tonnes of room to move away from them.
Robin has a friend,Heather,with her
                                  Heather

and will have daily visits from our Jersey and her calf Sugar,half Highland.
Robin has been more vocal then ever,mooing like crazy,we took Stirling away from her,he needed to be weaned and neither one is very happy with the decision...



Saturday, March 26, 2011

Gratitude

We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. ~Thornton Wilder
                                          1930

I have been doing some digging into the history our our homestead lately and I have uncovered some very interesting things.
As you know our home was built in 1810.
But who built it and why, where always questions on my mind.
I now have some of those answers.

When we bought the property were were given bit of information from everyone including neighbours,past owners and even descendents of the original settlers.
It was allot of information to digest and try to determine the truths.

I went to a local museum so I could figure that out.
I was in luck,they had four very full files on the names I had brought with me, Rand and Eaton.
These names are on old deeds I have,the oldest dating to 1900.


The deeds were given to me from a previous owner,they are pretty amazing and I'm grateful that she thought they belonged to us, the new owners of this remarkable home, they will be treasured forever.



I also lucked out and got the chance to talk with a lady who knew everything about our homestead,she helped me uncover the truths...

This farm was settled by New England Planters, Thomas Rand and his wife Mary Marchant Rand.

‘Planter’ is a 17th century (Elizabethan) term meaning ‘colonist’, someone who plants a colony. The New England Planters were the first sizable group of English-speaking people to inhabit Nova Scotia, as such, they represent the first significant Anglophone immigration into Canada.” (Courtesy of James E. Candow from "Conversion: The New England Planters in Nova Scotia, 1959-1848")

The New England Planters who came to Nova Scotia were descendants of the Puritans. They represented the bottom 1/3 of New England society.
About 8,000 came representing some 1,500 families. The chief occupation was farming, although there were fisherman as well.

All the way from Martha's Vineyard Thomas and Mary made the long journey to NS.
They settled the original plot of 666.36 acres.

A small log cabin was built on the property.
We were always told it was across the brook, high on our pine ridge.
We have searched for the remains which we were told still existed,we would have never found them.
Upon further research I found out the Cabin was built right behind our house,I was in shock to find this out as we uncovered small square stones that were part of a foundation when we built the greenhouse.
I'm not sure if it was the cabin, a root storage or some other building, I will never know for sure..

Thomas and Mary had nine children,I can almost picture them working and playing on the farm.
One of those children was Silas Rand, born 1768.
Silas Rand married Deborah Tupper,they lived in that same log cabin, they had one child Silas Tertius Rand, born 1810.
That year Deborah became very sick with TB and passed away.Tuberculosis was quoted “The most fatal disease known to man” in the 1800’s.
From what I was told they burned the log cabin and all the contents to prevent the spread of the disease.
That same year,1810,Silas built this home.

Silas was a bricklayer by trade and his work is still alive and well,our basement was masoned by him.
I wonder where the rocks came from,our soil has not one stone,it is all sandy loam..what a job it must have been to get them here...


Though Silas was generally uneducated he taught young Silas to read and later sent him to school, which he attended until the age of 11.
He then took up the family occupation of bricklaying with his father.
At age nineteen,young  Silas was introduced to English grammar and he began the study of languages.
By age 21, he began teaching grammar. At 23, he entered Horton Academy (part of Acadia University) to study Latin but he left the school a month later, learning Latin grammar at home while he worked as a bricklayer.

In 1833 he underwent a religious conversion.
He was baptized and decided to devote his life to God. In 1834 he was ordained a Baptist minister. He took a position in Liverpool, Nova Scotia where he met Jane Elizabeth McNutt, whom he married in 1838. The couple had twelve children. Rand was later a pastor in Windsor, Nova Scotia and Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island.
In 1846 he was offered an opportunity to travel to Burma as a missionary, but he elected instead to work among the Mi'kmaq where he travelled widely among Mi'kmaq communities, spreading the faith, learning the language, and recording examples of the Mi'kmaq oral tradition.

Silas mastered many languages including Mi'kmaq, Maliseet, Mohawk, French, Italian, German, Spanish, Latin and modern Greek.

                                                             Silas Tertius Rand

He produced scriptural translations in Mi'kmaq and Maliseet, compiled a Mi'kmaq dictionary and collected numerous legends, and through his published work, was the first to introduce the stories of Glooscap to the wider world.

In one version of the Mi'kmaq creation myth, Glooscap lay on his back, with arms outstretched and his head toward the rising sun, for 490 days and nights, then Nogami, the grandmother, was born as an old woman from the dew of the rock. The next day, Nataoa-nsen, Nephew, was born from the foam of the sea. On the next day was born the Mother of all the Mi'kmaq, from the plants of the Earth.

Glooscap was said by the Mi'kmaq to be great in size and in powers, and to have created natural features such as the Annapolis Valley. In carrying out his feats, he often had to overcome his evil twin brother who wanted rivers to be crooked and mountain ranges to be impassable; in one legend, he turns the evil twin into stone. Another common story is how he turned himself into a giant beaver and created five islands in the Bay of Fundy, Nova Scotia by slapping his huge tail in the water with enough force to stir up the earth.

Yet another legend says that when Glooscap finished painting the splendor of the world, he dipped his brush into a blend of all the colours and created Abegweit, meaning "Cradled on the Waves" — his favorite island (Prince Edward Island).
When Glooscap slept, Nova Scotia was his bed, and Prince Edward Island his pillow.


I find it so remarkable that I was able to uncover so much on the history of this home and the land that surrounds it.
The people who lived in this home and worked the land will never be forgotten by us.
Buried in a graveyard not more then 150ft from where our mighty oaks line the road way,This site is the final resting place of Thomas and Mary Rand....I wish we had the site here so it could be properly taken care of.


                                           Oak trees lining our field and roadway, 1940's

                                           Oak trees 2010,150ft past the last tree on the right lies the grave site.

“Always remember to slow down in life; live, breathe, and learn; take a look around you whenever you have time and never forget everything and every person that has the least place within your heart.”

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Introducing...

I thought you might like to meet our cows so I decided I would introduce you to one a week and any of her offspring living on the farm.
Since people have been commenting on my header photo I will start with ..

Robin
5 year old silver dun cow.




Robin came here just over three years ago, she grew up on a little Island known as Tancook.
She had a big journey on a little ferry across six miles of Ocean.
Once on shore she moved to a farm where she spent just a few short months until she found her permanent home here.

Her colour is unique,she is a small cow but has big calves.
She is small because her mom,Keita, died when she was quite young so she did not get as much milk as she should have.
Robin is a very vocal cow,she loves to moo when she see you just to make sure you stop to say hello.

She loves attention but will let you know when she has had enough,usually with a tilt of the head and a tap of her horn on your hand.
She is a very easy going girl who does not cause trouble.

Robin is at the very bottom of the totem pole with the other cows,they show her no respect and generally do not like her.
I love her though,that's why she is always in my header picture.

Don't tell the other cows but she is one of my favourites!


Offspring..

Yorick,Steer
A St. Patrick's day baby 2009
Yorick was named after his great,great grand sire Shelterwood Yorick.
First calf born to Robin.
He was a big boy with a big head,he had to be pulled.It took 3 men to do that,we were very lucky everyone was ok.
Yorick is very friendly and vocal like his mom,a total attention hound.







Stirling
,intact bull,full brother to Yorick
April 25 2010
Stirling is another big boy,thick and full bodied with a great coat of hair.
He got his name for obvious reasons.
Stirling will be staying here on the farm as a breeding bull.


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