My Urban Farm

Flowers are a Girls Best Friend

posted July 19, 2013 by Susan Lower Leave a comment

Wild flowers

As a teenager, I used to have to divert one my horse’s head away from chomping on anything he road past.                                                                                                                  We’d be out on the trail, bit in mouth, and still he’d get his lips around leaves, tall grasses, and yes…lovely wildflowers.                                                                                             There are flowers… and then there are flowers. {read more}

Where is Home?

posted April 17, 2013 by Susan Lower Leave a comment

urban farm

I grew up on a dairy farm.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         As a kid, I ran through the pasture fields and built forts out of hay bales.                                                                                                                                                           I played hide and seek with the barn cats and helped care for the baby calves.                                                                                                                                        {read more}

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