Postcards From the Po’ Farm
First off, I need to refresh memories about where the name of the blog originated. My grandfather, who in the late 1930s bought the farm where we now life, called this 50-acre place the Po’ Farm, in reference to the “poor farms” that were prevalent in those Depression days. Fayette County’s poor farm, where people way down on their luck went to live, was out on McDonough Road.
My grandparents and my dad didn’t have to go to the poor farm, but my grandfather’s family did lose between 800 and 1,000 acres due to the boll weevil, the Depression and the financial ruin they brought. Pop’s nickname for this place shows that his sense of humor survived the hard times.
New Look for the Christmas Shop
It's been a long time with no postcards, but we'll do better going forward, I promise. We spent the last week doing some final pruning on the Christmas trees and sprucing up our Christmas shop. It now has a painted floor, a porch out front, new shelves and a whole new...
Eat More Collards
We're trying as hard as we can to get some field work done, but the rain every three days is keeping us out of the fields for the most part. We do have some turnip greens and collards coming along, and sacks of other vegetables seed on hand as soon as we can get the...
Changes Coming for 2010
The new year is finally here! The weather these last few weeks has be a little crazy. First with all the rain, now with the extreme, freezing temperatures. It's been a little crazy and Rick has had to make sure that there is antifreeze in each of the vehicles and...
December Rain
Well we can't complain about the rain, because it takes rain to grow trees, but it sure has put a damper on the Christmas Tree sales. Still it's been fun to see our old friends and to make some new ones. We still have a nice selection of trees and we're optimistic...
Uncle Rob is 49
Uncle Rob Minter's 49th birthday is a good chance for us to get back on track with our Postcard updates. We've been busy clearing fields to plant peaches this winter. If all goes well, we'll have fresh peaches to sell in three short years. Christmas trees are growing...