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Our farm is located in beautiful Northern California in a small town called Petaluma. We're about 45 driving minutes north of the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco and, if I stop to think about it, we aren't all that small anymore. There are about 50,000 other folks now who enjoy living here with us. Even though there are a lot more people living within the city limits now than when I grew up in the 1960's, the downtown area retains the same turn of the century charm, brick buildings, and riverside busyness that so fascinated me as a child when I was lucky enough to accompany my father when he drove the truck to the local feed mill. Back then, Petaluma was still called the egg basket of the world and it was easy to see why. There were small chicken houses everywhere you looked and I visited many of them with my father when we delivered day-old chickens from our hatchery nearby. We used to take the chickens out of their special cardboard boxes one at a time and they would scurry off to run under the heater or eat their first meal of freshly ground corn. Wherever we went, the whole family would help us unload the chickens and get them settled in their new home. When we were finished, more often than not, the mother of the household would go back to the house and bring out freshly baked cookies for my father and me. No wonder I liked helping my father so much. I remember asking my father why there were so many chickens in Petaluma and he used to say that the weather was just right for both the chickens and people. Chickens don't like either too much heat or cold, so they were pretty nearly always happy in Petaluma. Every afternoon in the summertime we get cool breezes from the nearby Pacific ocean which keep both chickens and us comfortable and happy. In the winter, we never are bothered by snow, ice or freezing rain, so our chickens stay warm and toasty and we don't have to bundle up with anything more than a coat to work outside. Of course, we do get plenty of rain during the winter, but that's what keeps our rolling hills green and fertile and provides some of the best natural pasture on earth, as well as replenishes our wells and natural springs with pure, clean, fresh water. Petaluma in no longer called the egg basket of the world, but there are still a few stubborn folks left here like my husband and myself who believe that small family farms offer a lifestyle that can't be beat. We're committed to keeping our farm going and retaining the small and intimate atmosphere we both knew as children, We observe environmentally sound practices because we are committed to passing on our heritage to our three small sons when it's time for them to start out on their own. In fact, when people ask me about our farm, I often end up talking about my family. But, after all, they really are the same thing now, aren't they. Judy and family |
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