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The Old Mule

Old Mule Farms - Graves, Ga.

Thoughts from the Old Mule

Care for Tomorrow

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   Over the years patches have patched past patches along every fence line on the old farm. The last several months and more to come will find us building new fences to secure the next generation of cattle raisers in the family. It`s not a chore to make better now for future living. It`s an honor to care as stewards of what comes next……………Dan

Grinding Corn

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   Grinding corn to feed another day on the old farm is just another day doing what we do best. We have animals that depend on us just as we depend on them. So, all must eat including us farmhouse dwellers. Living out today's portion for we know not what tomorrow holds. I say what a journey with views to match.

  For now, my coffee brews to fuel the view around the next corner past the weathered barn that looks upon us all……………………Dan

Spring Signs

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  Spring makes itself known all around the old farm. Our early garden is growing nicely along with the budding of vines to fruit trees. The summer grasses of our hay fields have stepped up on the color pallet. These are just a few signs that life marches forward as we move along with it.

  With it all, our pace picks up to tackle the challenges of everyday living just like our for fathers right here at the old homestead……Dan

Happy Chickens

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  With an eye on spring like weather we have been working on the old hen house. Building some new nesting box`s along with an additional roost or two things are look`n good. It`s like most things in life. Every now and then a little attention, maybe a facelift of sorts is all it takes. Make`n the chickens happy makes us happy, so we do what we do the Old Mule way………………..Dan

Look`n Good

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  As February comes towards it`s end much has been accomplished. We have logged some fallen trees where we spent several days at our sawmill turning them into usable lumber for some upcoming old mule projects. Fence work continues in stages but looking good from a distance. The hogs are growing nicely and before long the smokehouse will be firing up. Yes, I`d say things are look`n just fine on Old Mule farms…………….Dan

Bring on the Rain

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  Our winter rains continue to replenish what's needed on the farm. Although it stops the building of new fences and needed repairs to old ones, but that's alright in the cycle of things. Rains do aid with my nap time as the old tin roof of the farmhouse sings just about as loud as dry thirsty fields. In between it all is that abundance of appreciation for this place called home. Who needs anymore when all is within reach of winters rain…………..Dan

Old Ways

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  In true Old Mule style, we are hammering out the beginning of a new year here on the farm. This old hollow is sounding out the first of many changes all with a eye towards the traditional ways of country life. Our rich historical history fuels the winter fires that watch over the past as it guides a steady pace for today. Any change around here is only to launch a better understanding of the old ways of farm life as a means of teaching a way of life all but gone in modern times. So, pull up a chair as we enjoy the true pioneer spirit the South Georgia way……………………Dan

Christmas Past

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  Silence of still Christmas memories find rest in the old farmhouse this morning. My recollections from the past flood faster as Christmas day approaches. Through it all the blessing to see another day with clarity is by far for me the brightest star on this side of another great day on Old Mule Farms……………………Dan

Sausage Time

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  It`s a tradition around here after Thanksgiving its country sausage making time on the Old Mule Farms. With our weather cooperating in the cooler department fresh hog meat met the ole meat grinder over the weekend. Armed with my secret old mule sausage spice mixture I managed to put up pounds of ground sausage not to mention stuffing several miles of casings.

   There is just something about making your own. I think any good pioneer homestead in the early days had their own methods. For us it always yields that age old historical taste that can`t be found anywhere else. What can be said other than that's how we do it…………………………..Dan

Remnants of Tradition

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  With crisp mornings and warmer afternoons my mind sets sight on childhood memories of carefree anticipation of things like upcoming celebrations of glad tidings and such. Extra food was expected in my boyhood home where family would sample on this and that till the dawn of a new year emerged. I suppose tradition with or without meaning carries memories each to themselves.

  Although the years have altered much of my childhood recollection some remnants of those past activities can still be found among the thoughts that carry us into another new season. Thankful to carry any torch, lite or not is reason enough to give thanks to the thankful blessings that land right here on Old Mule Farms…………..Dan

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