Salutations and felicitations!
If you know where that's from, you can sit at my table. If you know where it's from and you can guess why I used it, well, you probably know me in real life.
My name is Charlotte Hollea, but I just go by my middle name of Hollea. Ever since I was a young girl the Charlotte's Web references have poured in. Comes with the territory of Charlotte, why not embrace it!
Right!?!
Well, now that we're past my always awkward small talk, we can talk about the most important part of my homesteading journey. Aside from the kids of course.
I co-own and run our small little farm in West Central Missouri called The Misfit Acres. And like the name suggests, we really are just a gaggle of misfits out here. What started as a once horse trail riding campground has slowly been evolving into my version of paradise. We collect the animals that no one else wants. The older ones, the "funny" looking ones, the not as common ones... anything that needs a home, usually finds it way here.
When I first moved out here this past January, the owner had four horses and a mule. Since becoming a permanent resident myself, we have brought in (and some have left) five dogs, 2 rabbits that have grown to be 33 and then a loss of 9, a hinney, a heifer that was once a wild heifer on the neighbors farm, and a bull calf that was traded for a dog. My plans include increasing my cattle by about two more heifers, adding about 10 guinea fowl next spring, and hopefully increasing my rabbits to full production of 10 producing does and two bucks.
Hence the name Misfit Acres, we really are just this hobble along, random, misfit and lost souls farm. We live by the chickens (that we don't have), I live here with my best friend P, and we raise two wild feral children N and R. It was his farm and he opened it up to my kids and myself to build our dream life.
Thanks for checking out our little journey, stay tuned for the exciting misadventures on the Misfit Acres!
-H
If you know where that's from, you can sit at my table. If you know where it's from and you can guess why I used it, well, you probably know me in real life.
My name is Charlotte Hollea, but I just go by my middle name of Hollea. Ever since I was a young girl the Charlotte's Web references have poured in. Comes with the territory of Charlotte, why not embrace it!
Right!?!
Well, now that we're past my always awkward small talk, we can talk about the most important part of my homesteading journey. Aside from the kids of course.
I co-own and run our small little farm in West Central Missouri called The Misfit Acres. And like the name suggests, we really are just a gaggle of misfits out here. What started as a once horse trail riding campground has slowly been evolving into my version of paradise. We collect the animals that no one else wants. The older ones, the "funny" looking ones, the not as common ones... anything that needs a home, usually finds it way here.
When I first moved out here this past January, the owner had four horses and a mule. Since becoming a permanent resident myself, we have brought in (and some have left) five dogs, 2 rabbits that have grown to be 33 and then a loss of 9, a hinney, a heifer that was once a wild heifer on the neighbors farm, and a bull calf that was traded for a dog. My plans include increasing my cattle by about two more heifers, adding about 10 guinea fowl next spring, and hopefully increasing my rabbits to full production of 10 producing does and two bucks.
Hence the name Misfit Acres, we really are just this hobble along, random, misfit and lost souls farm. We live by the chickens (that we don't have), I live here with my best friend P, and we raise two wild feral children N and R. It was his farm and he opened it up to my kids and myself to build our dream life.
Thanks for checking out our little journey, stay tuned for the exciting misadventures on the Misfit Acres!
-H
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