Maybe you’re wondering how I got started with chickens. Maybe not. But I’m going to tell you my story anyways.
It all started when I met my handsome husband, Luis. Luis is Mexican and grew up for the first 10 years of his life living on a ranch in Mexico that was on the side of a mountain. He owned a mountain! Eventually I’ll go out there to see it.
Anyways, Luis was taught how to raise animals on the ranch by his grandfather. They raised chickens, horses, cows, goats, pigs, turkeys, and peacocks. Then his parents moved his family up here to Indiana and he lived in a neighborhood until graduating college. Luis’ dream was always to live on a homestead.
I grew up in a small farming community, but I lived in a subdivision as well. The only animals I knew how to raise were dogs and cats. But I had grown up with tractors riding down the road and the smell of cow manure in the air. My only dream at the time was to get married. I didn’t care where I lived.
Luis and I met on that fateful day and have been happily married ever since. While we were engaged and looking at properties, Luis decided that he wanted a property that was big enough so that he could build a lake. The second home we looked at had 7.5 acres of land and we bought it.
We didn’t get to build the lake yet, but we did get to build our chicken coop. We dived right in and purchased 27 chickens and raised them from babies in our garage until the coop was built. Now we are enjoying the benefits of PLENTY of eggs, even now in the winter.
Our plan is to purchase goats next, maybe sheep, or even alpacas. I didn’t start out this journey to become a homesteader, but that is what it has turned into, and I am loving it.