Witchy Farmher

10/06/2025

My most favorite time of the year 🍂

10/04/2025

Bun bun needs a new home. One where he can get more attention and love than we can give him. He is free range (he lives in a room with access to litter box, food, water and hay instead of a cage). He’s a good bunny. Anyone have space to give him a home?!

10/04/2025

Anyone else?! Why did we think it was sooooo cool to be a grown up?! I’d like to cancel my membership to adulting….please?!

10/02/2025

I shared this a while back, but it deserves another post. I’m in the season of chaos — it’s busy time for work, I’m struggling to mom with less of a village this school year, and I’ve been in the weeds with personal s**t too. Single mom (parent) life is freaking hard. If you’re in it — I see you, I feel you, and you’re not alone!
I was reading the comments on a friend’s post a couple of days ago and I just haven’t been able to shake it.

He wrote “Single mothers aren’t looking for love, they’re looking for help.” He was mainly referring to money. BOLD statement.

Single motherhood isn’t for the faint of heart, and most certainly wouldn’t be the chosen path had the other path not been SO much worse than choosing to be a single mom.

Single moms are fu***ng magic. They get it all done, alone. Even if they were doing it alone before, now there isn’t anyone to even somewhat “rely” on, it’s just them. They get it done because they have to, no one is coming to help, or save them. And no single mom is CHOOSING to do it all alone so they can get “help.”

They’re choosing to do it all alone because the alternative option was worse. Think about that. The alternative to raising tiny humans ALONE was WORSE than doing life solo. And it takes a hell of a lot of courage to make that choice.

The long days aren’t for her, they’re for her kid(s). She literally puts all of her needs aside to make a better life for her kid(s). Maybe hers turns out better too in the end, but that wasn’t the driving factor in the decision. Her kid(s) were. And she’d do it all again if it meant a happier life for her children. She’d choose it every single time.

09/29/2025

Are you ok? A friend asked.

I answer…. No, but I will be.

A good friend of mine reminded me the other day about how far I’ve come. How I’ve struggled through some of the hardest days, just to pick up the pieces and put myself back together, for me and for Jaxson.

They say not to look in the rear view, to focus on what’s ahead, but I think sometimes looking behind you is exactly what you need, to remind you just how far you’ve come. To keep going. To keep up the fight. Because, yes, the next good thing is ahead, but don’t forget how much you accomplished so far.

When you’re having a couple weeks from hell with animals dying, trying to re-home others, septic pumps failing, battling with people you wish you could just write off and then major curve balls at work, it’s super easy to forget how far you’ve come. How much you’ve gotten through.

2 years ago - my marriage was failing & I lost my best friend (girl) at the same time, lost my job, and didn’t know what I was going to do next. I’ve come a hell of a long freaking way since then, but in the moment of chaos…. I didn’t see that. I just saw all the things going wrong. The never ending to do lists. The bills coming I wouldn’t be able to afford. Narcissistic texts and so on. It’s easy to spiral when all that happens at once and boy did I. Last week was f*cking hard.

I’m thankful for friends that remind you of how strong you are, how much you can power through (even though I’m tired of powering through lol). I’m thankful for my person who loves me and holds so much space for me in my darkest days and helps me get through it with so much love. I’m thankful for my kiddo, who knows I’m having a terrible day before I even say it out loud, he can read me like a book. I’m thankful for a job that helps when you’re in need. I’m thankful to have my health, to wake up daily, and put up a good fight….again.

So, sometimes it’s worth looking in that rear view mirror to remember the badass that you are. To pick yourself up one more time and get through it. To seek out the next best thing for you and to appreciate just how far you’ve made it.

09/19/2025

09/01/2025

There’s something about being out on the water that just soothes my soul.

Maybe it’s because I’m an Aries, a Fire personality to a T, it would make sense that water brings me so much peace, as it’s quite literally the opposite of fire.

Maybe it’s the vastness of her, her beauty, her ability to sustain so much life.

Regardless of the reason, I’ve truly found another happy place (the forest is another for me) to spend time in. Catching fish is an added bonus — thrilling, addicting, and also nourishing. Plus seeing all of the other wildlife while you’re out there — mama earth has so much to offer.

08/20/2025

My mom is looking to rehome her 14yo Nanday parrot. Shoot me a message if you’re interested or know someone who may be.

Also up for discussion is:
2 Green Day geckos in bioactive terrariums, separate ones
1 crested gecko also in a bioactive terrarium
Possibly a free range bunny as well.

I’m about to head into my busy season and need less mouths to feed and take care of!

08/17/2025

We have figs!!!

Please come pick them! I’m unfortunately allergic to the milky sap that comes out when you pick them.

It’s called phytophotodermatitis, which is a type of phototoxicity. This occurs when the sap, containing furocoumarins, comes into contact with skin and is then exposed to sunlight. And then it BURNS badly!

I haven’t run across any others who’ve had this happen, so I’d say it’s probably not too common.

All that said - I have 8-10 fig trees that are full of ripe figs! Please come help yourself. Only thing I’d like in return is some to eat and can for myself.

Let me know when you’d like to stop by!

07/27/2025

A photo a day. No caption. No filters.