Blue Silo Farm

08/26/2026

Bernadette getting a little pre haircut blow out. Helps to get rid of any dander, dust, veggie matter.

08/24/2026

Before modern dewormers...

Farmers still raised goats.

Some goats lived.

Some didn't.

The survivors became tomorrow's breeding stock.

Then chemical dewormers arrived.

Millions of goats were saved.

That was a wonderful thing.

But over time...

Many of us also stopped letting nature tell us which animals were naturally resistant.

Today we're dealing with two kinds of resistance.

Goats that need to become more resistant...
..and worms that already have.

Maybe the future isn't about finding a stronger dewormer.

Maybe it's about raising stronger goats again.

08/23/2026

08/19/2026

These little fluffs have been with us for awhile now and we are excited to announce we are in the German Angora game! Their names are Bianca, Bacardi and Bernadette.

08/15/2026

Why is this so true??

07/18/2026

It’s the milkmaid life for me. Been working on my cheeses. Deep fried (in tallow) squeaky cheese curds are yummy!

07/12/2026

They spent decades telling you that staying home was small. That it was a waste of your degree, your potential, your one wild and precious life. They put it in movies and magazines and mouths of women who were paid to say it. They made sure the word 'housewife' landed with a little sneer at the end.

Have you ever wondered why?

A woman at home is a woman they cannot sell to. She cooks instead of ordering. She mends instead of replacing. She teaches her own children instead of outsourcing it to a screen that will teach them to want things. She notices when her family is tired, hungry, sad, off. She fixes it before it becomes a diagnosis, a prescription, a subscription, a problem someone else gets to solve for a fee.

A woman at home is expensive to the wrong people. She costs the food industry a fortune. She costs the entertainment industry attention they can't monetize. She costs the daycare industry a customer. She costs the fast fashion industry a closet full of impulse buys. And on and on it goes.

So of course they told her she was wasting her life! Of COURSE they made sitcoms where the homemaker was frumpy and dim. Of course they invented a hundred subtle ways to make her feel behind, small...unfulfilled.

And yet here YOU are. Making soup. Folding towels. Writing your grocery list on the back of an envelope because it's Tuesday and Tuesday is when you plan the week. Reading to a child on the couch instead of buying him something. Teaching a daughter to make bread by hand. Keeping a house that smells like dinner and clean laundry and fresh air.

You think it's just...you know...easy, everyday stuff. Dinner. Laundry. No big deal, right? Wrong. Huge deal. The biggest deal. The most important deal.

Don't ever feel small or silly or "just a housewife".
You're a fighter.
Making a home IS the resistance.

07/07/2026

05/11/2026

So on the 8th day, God looked at his creation and said, “Oof, I’m going to need help with this lot.”

I need someone to feed them- to give them cheeses, meat, yogurt, and milk for their babies. I need it to eat inedible foods like leaves, brush, and brambles. I need it to follow them to all the ends of the earth to keep them fed and healthy in ways they can’t do for themselves. So God made a Goat.

I need someone to clothe them- to grow a soft luxurious coat to make yarns and felts to clothe and warm them. A long strong mohair for ropes, cinches, and blankets. In the end to make a quality leather to protect them from the harsh elements. So God made a Goat.

I need someone to help them travel- to climb mountains and cross oceans. To carry packs and pull carts. To work in gardens, to explore the wildness, to pack out game. Someone nimble, agile, and strong. So God made a Goat.

I need someone to stand up to them- to teach them that kindness, softness, and patience are what is met with reward. To teach them humility by eating a rosebush, kidding nothing but bucks, or suddenly dying when least expected. To teach them to come together in adversity, and the powerful safety in community. So God made a Goat.

And above all I need someone to make them laugh- to bring them joy. To greet them with a chorus of cheer and dances of delight so they will always feel wanted and loved. To comfort them when they’re sad, to teach them the peace in sunbathing with a full belly, and to show them the pure bliss in new life. To model strong family, peacefulness, contentment; and how to dance with glee just because the sun is shining. So God made a Goat.

Felicia Nicholson