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Sylvia's Farm

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About Me

About me: I am a farmer in the foothills of the Catskill Mountains. Of the 800 livestock farmers in the New York City Watershed with a whole farm plan and riparian buffer zone in place only one farm is solely owned and operated by a woman. I am that woman. I raise sheep, dairy goats, black currants, wild organic blueberries, and free range eggs, all without a tractor. Today there are 152 sheep on the farm and 10 goats. My book, Sylvia’s Farm: Journal of an Improbable Shepherd is sold in bookstores across the country as well as on Amazon. If you want an autographed or inscribed copy you can order it from my website: www.sylviasfarm.com where you will also find a new story every month as well as pictures and recipes. Most of my customers come directly to the farm to buy lamb and kid goats. The beautiful thing about it is I’ve gotten to meet people from diverse places such as Sicily, Jordan, Portugal, Italy, Samarland and Bosnia who now live in America and who come to buy lamb to celebrate their holidays and special occasions or to start their own flocks.

My Interests

Sheep. Goats. Farming. Medieval English History. Old farming methods. French country cooking. Preserving foods. Raising currants, apples and chickens. English mystery books. Maigret mysteries.

I'd like to meet:

Farmers, ranchers. People who dream abut farming or who live it. People who love to cook. Knitters. Bibliophiles. Anyone who is interested in Sylvia’s Farm: Journal of an Improbable Shepherd.

Books:

Books most recently ordered: The American Sphinx by Poems of Po Chui. And form Bas Bleu Book seller-by-post A Corner in the Marais by Alex Harmel. The Science Book by Peter Tallack. The Weekend Book - Francis Maynell ed. written in 1924.Book most recently read: Mountan home by David Hinton

My Blog

Annuals

The Grandpa Ott's morning glory bloomed today, in a pot in the kitchen window.  I don't know why I've not thought of doing that before.  Planting annuals in the house.  Autumn.  Wi...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 02:15:00 PST

Escape Routes

The chickens found an escape route a day or two ago.  My dog, Glencora MacCluskie, chases the six roosters that a combination of sentiment and aesthetic sensibilities has kept alive and well fed ...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 08:09:00 PST

September

It came.  Six hours early.  September.  I had fallen asleep late afternoon with my pup, accidentally, over a book after a very late lunch.  Only a few minutes, I thought.  And...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 06:03:00 PST

Chicks

The Coco Maran chicks have arrived!  And in three days their yellow down has changed to white.  They are becoming little black and white chicks.  They are lively little things.  Al...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 11:07:00 PST

Daylilies

July 8, 2007 The daylilies are in bloom.  I love their deep orange.  July is upon us.  The red currants have been turned into jam.  The black ones are now the beginnings of bar le ...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 01:31:00 PST

Flowers

             I did something yesterday that I've not done in a long time.  I picked flowers for the house.  For four rooms, if the mudro...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 10:25:00 PST

Kale Soup

Two cups dried white beans, soaked overnightOne head garlic, peeledOne small can crushed tomatoesTwo large onions choppedOne quarter pound Oscar Meyer thick sliced bacon cut in half lengthwiseOne teas...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 01:20:00 PST

There is a new kid goat today!

There is a new kid goat today! Always an event!!. All wrong and, unfortunately, perhaps too right. She is the daughter of Candida Lyett Green, my Nubian, goat of my dreams, the beginning of my future ...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 02:14:00 PST

May 28

The lamb is in the house again. Again, I hadn't wanted any more lambs in the house. He was a bottle lamb who lived with the kid goats in the carriage house until the grass began to grow and until they...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Tue, 29 May 2007 07:17:00 PST

Every moment of existence is a moment of change.

There is a custom, of late, in the world of publishing, to describe a book in terms of its defining an absolute moment in time, definitive, precise, as if without that incident, the world could not ha...
Posted by Sylvia's Farm on Thu, 24 May 2007 09:12:00 PST