
Our cattle pastures are looking better and better as the years pass, so we figured that chickens would like to get a piece of the action too. One of the special things we grow is lucerne (or alfalfa or luzerne) and it turns out that chickens love lucerne. They are all out browsing every day.…
I like to check the state of the grass after the cows have left. Here is Emerson-T just after the cows moved on. It’s an ancient lucerne paddock without much lucerne left and the grasses that are moving in aren’t all that strong yet, but they’re filling in the gaps. Short residual grasses after a…
One of the things you can’t help but do as you walk around the farm is wonder how things have been changing. We’ve had five years of running cows here and that should be long enough to see a few things develop. Well this year the obvious one has been the amount of winter grass…
We have a few “Bresse” chickens. Well, they’re officially not Bresse chickens because they have to come from Bresse to get that name. They’ve got an official name of “bresse-gauloise” although I’ve never heard anyone use it here. This guy below is called Chanteclairix. They seem nice enough. The hens are friendly, the coqs are…
In summer you just want the rain to fall. Any rain at all. The ground is dry and cracked, the grass is losing its green and has stopped growing. After a while even the lucerne stops and you have to feed hay. In fall you watch the limited growth wondering how long it will last.…
Driving home the other day I passed some grazing sheep. But there’s no fence there, I say to myself. Well there is a Patou des Pyrenées`doing his guardian job, even if he looks a little scruffy. Keep up the good work, dog. I guess the sheep stay in because the food is better. Well, apart…

We’ve had several customers mention “Paleo” as a reason why they’ve bought Grasspunk Beef. They want 100% grass-fed beef since that’s in the Paleo style of eating. If you aren’t anywhere near us there are other grass-fed beef farms around but they are difficult to find. I only know of one other. Ask around and…
Jean took some photos from today’s move.
Driving off to see some pigs yesterday I passed the town of Fustérouau and figured that’s where all the surplus vowels were stored. Now I know where Clinton got them from.