Heather’s heart beats for her God and her family above everything else. She gets her kicks by creating in-your-face awareness that food does not magically appear in grocery stores wrapped in plastic, but ultimately all food comes from the soil. Often, harvesting that food is a manure spattered and bloody labor of love. Her dream of becoming a grass based farmer and achieving independence from the food industry started off going down one road. These are the stories of the twisting path she now finds herself on: searching for a farm so she will have a home for the dairy cows she has fallen in love with, maintaining a relationship with a devoted husband who thinks she has lost her mind some days and teaching her daughter and two sons not only academics, but also that God has a plan for each and every one of us.
My family of five currently lives on a just-over-two-acre parcel of land in South Central Michigan along with 6 hives of bees, 3 geese, 25 Freedom Ranger meat chickens, 12 Blue Copper Marans laying hens, 5 Silver Fox Rabbits, 2 dogs and a fearsome cat. I hand milk several Guernsey cows every weekend that are solely grass fed that live with their herd on another farm. We strive to honor God,
and make and grow as much as possible for ourselves. We are working hard to get out of debt and achieve self sufficiency whenever possible. We hope to sell our house, buy a farm on enough acreage to bring our cows “back home” and once settled in there, encourage others and teach them how to provide for themselves, whether they live in a tiny apartment or on 400 acres of land.