Two people. Three chickens. One handsome terrier. An exuberant hunting dog. A couple thousand red wigglers. How much more life can this .13 of an acre handle? We’re about to find out.
No, the city of Minneapolis won’t allow me to have any real, live goats, so these will have to do for now. But this addition to our family is even more exciting than goats. Or alpacas. Or donkeys. And all of those things would be very exciting. And unlike most of the living beings we have residing on our little urban farm, we don’t even need to apply for a permit or get a license for this one (phew!).
Because we’re having a baby!
If you’d like, you can watch me share the news at my day job:
I’ll also be sharing more about the pregnancy and baby preparations with Bump Club and Beyond Twin Cities.
Okay, back to weed pulling. My summer jam obsession and a killer homemade ranch dressing are coming soon.