Saturday, January 10, 2015

USDA Traumatizing Farmers and farms on Satuday

Good evening from the mountain, I and the farm have had a challenging day. We had made the final prep for the storm that is coming our way, when at around 3:30 on this Saturday NASS showed up on my farm looking for goats. 

The surprise is on them, all my goats are gone, between wolves( that were let go by the Fish and Wildlife division), fires,and chemical trespasses there is no point in having them.  It breaks my heart when each one dies and no one should have such a thing happen to them. 

Back to my main point I had filled in and sent their survey to them as mandated by law, you can go to jail for not filling it out. You have to understand in America no one is really free, we are forced to subject ourselves to the USDA and even though we have bought our animals we are but stake holders of them.  

My husband Mike met the USDA worker at our gate, he offer to get me, since it is my name on the paper work, but she said it was ok.  Mike gave her an earful as to why we have no goats, I would have been glad to fill her other ear.  

The average age of a farmer in America is now 58 and guess what there are very few young people like us wanting to replace them. Farming is a hard life and in America it is even harder, when I must answer to some one for every animal I have, what I do with them and such I have no freedom at all!  

I ask where were these people when the people next to me lit the fire that killed our baby goats, did they help no.  where were they when the wolfs were turned loose?  Where where they when the power company sprayed our land.  Their job has nothing to with helping farmers or protecting the food supply it is nothing less than a bureaucratic barrage of fools, claiming the goods and hard work of people with little say.  How can one survive in such a place and keep they mind in a calm place.  I obey the rules and I am punished, others with wealth buy their way around the rules.  I am sick of it.  

Who want to be a farmer anyway...

Be Blessed

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Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Open letter to the President in response to his pep talk to the American people over low gas prices

Good morning from the mountain.

Below is the prescient running his mouth about the low gas prices...and below that is my open letter to him.

Well thank you Sir for the pep talk about how I should not get used to the low price of gas!  Look people can barley make it now, telling them of a future doom when they can put food of value on their tables for the first time in months is nothing less than evil. 

That is not helping!  

This is not the change America was looking for!  

It also is not helping to say people now have an extra $3000. per year due to the lower gas prices, this makes me question your ability to think clearly. I personally have tightened my belt so tight Sir that all I have left is change!  Maybe if you had to live a little less large you would understand.  Many times in our home we have to make many sacrifices; we are more than human resources to be starved or fed at your desire. 

We who are the working masses of this Country are tired of being told to deal with it; Sir we have dealt with it!  As we have dealt with huge debt and laws that serve no purpose.  While you take vacation after vacation, I am barely able to keep my farm running, heat in our house and keep food of value on our table, while your wife Sir tells people to eat healthy, people like us live in food deserts, even when we can find fruit or vegetables, we can not afford to acquire them until they are marked down. 

I quite frankly wish you would just stop talking you embarrass us all with this dreadful behavior, and Sir it makes me sad to be an American in YOUR America!  

Please for the love of all that is Holy quit helping me while I can still afford to breath...

Your help is killing the America I love.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Selling seeds on the mountain...

This year Mahanaim Farm is offering up some very special Heirloom seeds that we have grown and will continue to grow on our farm.  Our family is honored to be able to offer these seeds to everyone.  All seeds offered are open air pollinated, Heirloom seeds, but have been organically grown on our farm.  I do not believe in the use of synthetic fertilizers or pesticides.  I believe it is important not only how we grow our plants but how our seeds are grown. 
In the commercial growing world, seed plants are allowed to have twice the level of pesticide as normally food grown crops that means more chemicals will be in the ground and in the seed, no one that I know what want that on their conscience. 
Our seeds come from the very best of our plants chosen for fruit or vegetable shelf life, size, quality of produce.  In this photo you see my son Elijah holding an unripe pumpkin.

You can see he is a bit sad, but winter was coming so the pumpkin had to be picked and brought into the house.
Each of the two patches produced a huge number of larger pumpkins with good meat and lots of yummy seeds.  Below are some photos of some of our pumpkins and even a prize winner from the fair.

The pumpkin is behind us, we had too many things to get into the photo, that’s the way it is sometimes.  Too much yummy home grown food, for one photo, next year we will take more photos.

You can expect pumpkins to look like this when full grown.

The photo below shows one growing on the fence.

These seeds are available in sets of five seeds for one dollar, plus a little extra for shipping.

If you are interested in purchasing seeds, you can pay us through paypal, or with cash or money order by mail.  Our email address is
Please let us know how you will be paying and how many sets you would like.

Be Blessed 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Good evening from the mountain

Good evening from the mountain, today has been a cold and windy day.  I had planned on going out to the store, but the weather did not permit.  Instead I stayed home rested and made biscuits and gravy from scratch.  It was yummy and I will put up the rest of the gravy for another meal.  

I found out today that I need to replace my shorting, that should be fun. I know the grocery store just loves it when I ask for things by the case.  lol  Oh well, on top of that I only have enough foil left for about a year.  That means shopping around for another heavy duty industrial roll.  I have gotten about two years out of the one I have now.  I am also our of dried onions, peppers, and celery, so I have think about replacing those items as well and where the money shall come from.

I am thinking about making some more jewelry to sell. I know it would help to cover some of these expenses.  I wish some of our eggs would hatch, that would help.  We have at this time cut our bills down about as low as we can go.  We shut off the water heater on most nights so that we can run the space heater in our room which it seems is always cold.

This week it will be very cold and it is an added expense.  So something is going to have to give.  I do have the books to work on, but it takes months to be paid.  I did receive my first payment, it made me very happy though it was a small amount.  I hope to do many more books in the future.

I do not have anything else new to talk about at the moment.
Be blessed