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Sand Hill Thicket Farm

Tales of stunning sunsets, happy sheep, and peace and quiet on a 10-acre farm in Northeastern Kansas.

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Fall Apples

Oh no, what have I done to myself?! Over the weekend the Husband and I went and picked apples at an orchard a few miles away from our farm. We picked a whole bushel (an ENTIRE bushel)! So, I'm committed... Continue Reading →

Finally Finished Staining The Spinning Wheel!

I've FINALLY finished staining this darned thing! The Husband was curious, so I let him put it together while I watched. The spinning wheel was partially a 2018 birthday present from my father - thanks, Daddy! Now I just have... Continue Reading →

Harvest Time

Today the ewes were let back into their barn paddock, which they haven't been in for about five months. They were thrilled of course - barn sweet barn! It became apparent, as the ewes frolicked about with glee, that I... Continue Reading →

Lambs Get Their Own Pasture

I've been meaning to upload this video for a while - since Spring of 2020! #ThrowbackThursdays These 2020 lambs got their own pasture (free from their mums) that they could access by going through their creep pen. Lots of jealous... Continue Reading →

The Moult Begins

It's that time of year again! When the feathers fall, eggs slow or stop coming altogether, and hens start to look like they have mange or have been attacked by marauding raccoons. Don't worry - it's just feather regeneration time!... Continue Reading →

Beards & Wrinkles At Dawn

Thursday mornings I have to put the bin out for trash collection and the boys were out having an early morning graze. It was a beautiful morning for a few pictures. Especially good to catch a few of Hawk and... Continue Reading →

Picking the Garden

Here is my latest harvest. I've been getting something akin to this when I pick a couple times per week. The question is how to do it justice? Today, the tomato worm "massacre" was worse than normal as I haven't... Continue Reading →

The Autumnal Equinox is Near

Turns out the volunteer vines, probably from last year's seeds, aren't pumpkins, but orange gourds. The vines started dying off and revealed many, many orange gourds. It's unclear if it is due to lack of water, as we have had... Continue Reading →

A Foggy Morning

I think this is our first foggy morning of fall in the 60s. I love how it envelops everything, socking us in so we can't even see outside our own little patch of land. Everything is shrouded in mystery with... Continue Reading →

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