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| Main livestock barn upper left. Machine shed and shop in the middle. Little white blob in the garden, right side 2/3 of the way down...me napping |
Since the photo was taken 5 years ago, many of the junk piles are gone, a few new piles have taken their place, but overall the farm is much tidier. Now that our farm has been listed for sale for 3 months with no lookers I thought I needed to get busy with promoting its sale so I started with this pic. After all it was just hanging on the wall gathering another web I might as well make it earn its keep.
I pulled up the web site I started 3 months ago and went to work. Still several hours of work to go but it looks and reads much better. Do me a favor and check it out will you ? Leave some comments on those pages directly or on this post if you prefer. http://certifiedorganicfarm.blogspot.com/
Then if each of you could forward the site to just 1000 of your closest friends I am sure we will be able to connect with that one person, that one family, that one small company or town that is dying to invest in a small organic farm. I knew I could count on your guys. You're the best.
Tomorrow I make soap. This work work work stuff is ridiculous.

7 comments:
I don't have "that" many Facebook friends, but I did post a link to your For Sale blogspot page for ya!
I think your site looks awesome. We are looking for a farm in VA but would otherwise be very interested. Will try to spread the news for you.
I forwarded your farm link to Northern Illinois CRAFT. We'll see what happens?
Great photo. I can just see you on your front porch ringing your bell!
That is a really awesome photo!
I dont see any junk piles. I think it looks very tidy. Of course that may be because I have so many piles, that my piles have piles. So I learn to block them out of my view. I am immune to piles. It is just easier than the constant nagging to the men folk to clean them up. Good luck in your sale.
Love the aerial. I am preparing a post of the farm as it was when I was a teenager. Now? Everything is gone, and a brand-new house is perched where our garden once stood. Time moves on, even if things remain static in my mind. Susan Kane
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