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Stories from the Farm
Why I’m Voting, Even Though I Still Don’t Trust Politicians
I’ve always struggled to support politicians. I’m a libertarian, and the more I’ve learned about our government, the less faith I’ve had that voting actually changes anything.
From Livestock Classifieds to Co-Founding HoofnHorn
How a lifelong habit of browsing livestock classifieds led to Scottish Highland cattle, Happy Hens & Highlands, and co-founding HoofnHorn, an online livestock marketplace.
Two Years After Hurricane Helene, I Still Think About Who Got to Go Back to Normal
Two years after Hurricane Helene devastated Western North Carolina, life has gone back to normal for many of us. For others, it never did. I still think about why some of us were okay, the people who lost everything, and how living through those days changed the way I see suffering elsewhere.
How a Little Cattle Sale Became a Community
We started with $500, a little barn in Sparta, North Carolina, and absolutely no idea what we were doing. Eight years later, the best part of the Southeast Highland Cattle Show & Sale has very little to do with the cattle and everything to do with the people who helped build it.
How Much Farmland Are We Willing to Trade for Progress?
Technology has given small farms like mine new ways to survive, but it also requires land, power and infrastructure. As development reaches farther into rural America, how do we make room for progress without losing the farmland we still need?
Some Things Are Worth More Than Money
Mountain land has always been valuable to somebody. After watching how quickly Western North Carolina has changed, I’ve started thinking differently about what it means to own a piece of it, what we trade away for money, and what we have a responsibility to leave behind.
That Time Dad Brought Home a Herd of Bison
When I was about 12, someone gave my dad a herd of bison. We had no proper fencing, no handling facilities, and very little idea what we were doing, but that didn’t stop us from trying. Years later, seeing bison in Custer brought back one of the wildest memories from my childhood.