written by

Drausin Wulsin

posted on

May 21, 2014




Bob Gehres began working with us several weeks ago, and we are honored by his addition to our motley team. He showed the astute judgement many years back to marry a smart and capable woman in Beth Gehres. Bob and Beth are passionate about gardening, good food, and sustainable living. In their spare time, they tend to an acres of raised vegetable beds, a small herd of goats, and and a prolific flock of laying hens on their beautiful homestead near Hillsboro, Ohio. Bob brings wisdom, judgement, a full heart, a strong back, and an agile mind to our team. We are fortunate he has crossed our threshold. He is a good man through and through.


This mineral feeder contains a mixture of dried kelp from Maine and ancient sea-salt from Utah. Cows and sheep love it, the aroma of which invites us to lick it ourselves. The plethora of minerals and vitamins in this rich oceanic mixture enables livestock to balance their nutrition.


The Fatted Calf... Note how round these steers are becoming, only being fed grass. They have gained considerable weight since grazing began three weeks ago. Most of these steers will be "finished" and ready to be harvested in the next several months, at less than two years of age. This is grassfed beef at its best, being nurtured specifically for you and your family - for those who care about the marked difference between conventional and grassfed meat.


The cow herd is finally belly deep in grass as well. They too have gained weight over the past three weeks due to lush grass, despite nursing calves at the side.

Thanks be for the month of May, that has brought us green grass and a good man.

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