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The Old Mule

Old Mule Farms - Graves, Ga.

Thoughts from the Old Mule

Dusty Rain

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  It`s early morning on the farm as I sit here drinking my coffee counting the miles that have been trod over the fields of time. Kicking up dust as drought comes with summers heat about equals the muddy fields which comes with early spring rains. This cycle seems to be a friend to us on the farm where we make the most of it year after year.

  I gratefully count the miles embracing the next one with a friendly smile as the dirt road of now leads over the next hill of tomorrow……………….Dan

Good Eating

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  Its canning time on the old farm. You know putting the best up to be pulled out on a cold winters day or at that right moment to feast upon. From pickled vegetables to jams and preserves. You might say what ever can be stored we normally get with it. A well stocked pantry and cellar has been a mainstay for us over the years.  

 Nothing will ever take the place of fresh clean good eating like we have been doing for a very long time here on the farm………………………Dan

Pasture Time

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  Our young calves are growing daily as we move them from pasture to pasture. Destined to make the farm heard bigger over time bringing with it that needed part as all things must pull its own weight. The balance of one thing then another makes everything as a whole work as it has for decades now. The pleasure is found bridging one pasture with another……………………Dan

Memorial Freedom

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   With wicks trimmed and burning our flags are waving in remembrance as they do each day here on the farm. This place wouldn`t be here or what it is today with out the sacrifice of those who gave all to secure it and all freedoms that cross the country side of America. From battle scares to modern scares we have survived the bitter and there is know doubt we will rise as the south has time again. I raise my sights this morning to remember on this memorial day the reasons that the past is still alive among the fertile fields called Old Mule Farms………………….Dan

Our Strength

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  Our spring garden has provided us with lots of vegetables early this year with more to come. As always there is no shortage from the ground to the table and for that we are most grateful. A well stocked pantry satisfies any needs here on the farm rounded out with choice smoked meats. Our daily strength might come from a home cooked meal, then again the greatest strength me have comes from the one who makes it all possible…………..Dan

Natures Song

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  As the sun rises on another day the old farm sings it`s song of warm temperatures, pop up showers, and full bloom fragrance. From fence mending to garden planting life moves right along like clock work bringing us closer to summer time. For now the pace we set is about right and to rush is just pushing what nature never intended. Today is where we live so don`t worry. Tomorrow will come find us soon enough in grand fashion……………..Dan

Walk On

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  Sitting here listening to the early morning still sounds I know soon enough that will change. Before long the ole hound dogs across the hollow will bring their deep voices to the hand of who feeds them. The clicking of traffic as it crosses the tracks a mile to the south, and the hurried sounds of speeding trucks off to end another work week. For me these are important indications that I have made it into another day where after coffee I will attempt to arm myself along the path that stretches beyond my sight. So walk I say for tomorrow comes just after today here on Old Mule Farms……………..Dan

Pondering Thoughts

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  The best part of any day starts early here on the old farm. Its the moments before the rising of the sun where inspiration hinges on what ever thoughts come to mind. My view off the back porch at times stop within the darkness that fills the silent calm still morning air. Not promised another day just blessed to awaken into what ever comes from the distant light from above.

 There is a faint stirring close at hand as some small creature makes himself known. The lofty flight of morning fowl begins to resonate minute by minute. As  I ponder my thoughts on today's agenda I know beyond a doubt that the sun will rise across the east pasture, that life lives on to see another day, and that all is well within the fences of this place we call home………………Dan

Bright Memories

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  Old Mule Farms is celebrating life as spring brings green to what was gray sights. Winter is now at rest as we pass Easter heading to the abundance this farm has always yielded. We resurrected a lot of memories over the last few days making our homestead heritage that much more historical.  The roots growing out of time insures the future destined to be stronger than ever. The next day beyond is already the brightest because of right now………………………………..Dan

The Smoke House

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  Warmer weather has crossed the old farm over several days now bringing with it the drive to get a few things done that have gone lacking. My old smoke house has seen better days, given years of use and just time damage so my focus is to restore it back to a past life. I am going to rebuild parts of it to better serve our growing need. It has been a staple around here for more than a lifetime where we still smoke the best hams on this side of wolf creek. It`s a tradition around here where the past lives on bringing today closer to the stillness of yesterday…………………………..Dan

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