Category: Homesteading

Yoder Chicken Auction 

So my final fridays are a little different than they used to be. No art walks and wine tastings here. On the last Friday of every month, we go to the Yoder chicken auction. Mennonites to methheads, and everything in between. It’s a trip.

Field of Dreams

We have more lawn than any person needs. I hate lawns. Hey, let’s put non-native, water-intensive plants that we use energy to keep artificially short. Screw that. Maybe… maybe… after we get goats… but only maybe. So we decided that, other than a fire… Continue Reading “Field of Dreams”

Why am I here?

People who know me (Or have met me once. Or have heard stories about me) wonder how I ended up here. And why am I staying?

Nobody Here But Us Chickens…

Who are we? Here at the Accidental Homesteader, we have two humans, three cats, and eight chickens.  I’m Kate. There is the husband. We have Cleopatra, an old bitch of a cat. She’s about 11 or so. She just lost her buddy Agamemnon two… Continue Reading “Nobody Here But Us Chickens…”

Accidental Homesteader

This is the excerpt for your very first post.