chickens, farming, Feed Store, goats, horses, Things I Enjoy

One Thing At A Time

We’re coming up on the two-week mark of running the feed store, and I have to remind myself every day that there is a honeymoon phase to every adventure in life – you know what I’m talking about, right? That time period when everything is bliss, and nothing seems to hard to tackle.

I can’t even fathom a bad day at the feed store. It just doesn’t even seem possible. Every day I wake up, and I’m almost afraid I’m going to realize it was a dream that came while I was asleep…and then I pinch myself and get to enjoy that this is instead, a dream come true.

The ideas I have are endless….I have to keep a notepad near me always. As more ideas come to me, I’m afraid of losing the last one that came to mind. I want to do all the ideas…NOW.

We have our grand opening shindig happening on March 31st from 9am-6pm, and we cannot wait to see every one for that! We are going to have vendors, food, games, and fun. We’ll even be hiding Easter eggs inside and out for the kids to find.

We will have a photographer on scene to capture fabulous photos of your kids! Her name is Paula Lynell and you can find her on Facebook.

I am honored that you continue to shop at the feed store even though it changed hands. I hope to build a relationship with you, to come to know you better with every visit.

I have an event planned for April, and for May, too!

One of my priorities for the feed store is to continue the family friendly legacy, and to drive connection in the community. While I want the feed store to always be a place to get farming and pet staples (like feed and tack) I also want the feed store to be a place of connection between local growers/artisans and the community.

I hope you’ll stop by today and say hi! And I hope you’ll bring the family out on March 31st to celebrate with us.

Until next time…wordswag_1519782540149.png



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A Week and A Day

They say time flies when you’re having fun…I have to say I agree.

Time also flies when you’re answering questions, learning new things, and meeting new people. All things we’ve been doing for a week and a day, today.

My brain often races at night, probably because it’s the only time the kids aren’t making much noise. One particular night, the night before we opened the store the first time, I remember thinking about my first trip to Young Family Feed. I wandered the store, looked at the shelves, and found the dollar bin that my dear friends told me about. I dug around that for a few minutes, meandered toward the front counter, and stared at the feed board.

I was buying feed from a big box store and thought maybe I could find something I would like at the little feed store that was full of charm. Jack started talking to me and asking questions and listened to everything going on with Risky, the feeds we tried, and the times we made progress, the times we stalled. He listened, and he asked questions, and he finally made a recommendation.

So began my switch to using Young Family Feed for my feed needs. I changed products a few times, asked lots of questions, began growing fodder, and continued shopping there. They helped me find a good dog food, helped me get my hands on the barley I need to grow fodder. They always asked how I was, in a genuine way.

I looked forward to my trips to the feed store.

As I lay awake, considering all of this, I realized that I would now be answering questions. I would now be the one telling people about the products and what products are good for what application. I would have to learn about the things I don’t use, but I would have to learn when/where/what/why they would or could be used.

Each day, I’ve learned something new about something we carry. I’ve learned about products we don’t carry. I’ve learned about products we could carry. I’ve learned about products I never would have heard of.

I love answering questions, I love helping people find a solution that fits their needs. This week has been a real eye opener for me. I can’t tell you how many times I would answer one set of questions (or find an answer) for someone standing at the counter, only to switch gears because someone on the phone had a different set of questions they needed answered.

I left today with a few things in my “to-do” pile that I just wasn’t able to get to through the course of the day.  At first, I was a little frustrated that they weren’t done, but I had an appointment to make after we closed, so I couldn’t stay late. But as I drove, I realized my pile doesn’t only represent what I didn’t get done. It represents the best interruptions – the people I am meeting every day. The conversations I am having, the questions I am answering (or trying to), and the beautiful souls approaching the counter.

I’ll take a pile of not quite done paperwork at the end of every day if it means the smiles, warmth, and purpose that is filling my days.

Folks, I’ve manned the counter for a week and a day, and I cannot tell you how incredible it’s been. I’m thankful that a week and a day is really just the beginning to a journey that I hope and believe will span many years.

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Corn Dig for the Kids

“Have you ever thought about buying a feed store?”

Not really, until that one day I did, and then I couldn’t get it out of my head. Every where I went, every one I talked to, even when I slept, the ideas, the dreams, the thoughts about the potential were endless.

How could I say anything other than yes to this opportunity? Truth is, I couldn’t.

We’ve been running the feed store for 5 days so far. 5 days that have each been better than I expected (which is saying a lot, because I expected nothing short of awesomeness). 5 days of feeling like I jumped into the deep end without knowing how to swim. 5 days of talking above my pay grade. 5 days of meeting some of the most amazing people, answering some of my favorite questions, and learning new things.

5 days of ideas, inventory, late nights, early mornings, new skills, paperwork, and more. I know 5 days is only just the beginning, but what a precious beginning it has been. It has been the best 5 days, and I can’t wait for 5 more.

Adley on Feed
When you aren’t supposed to be on the feed bags…but mom catches you…

Watching my kids interact with people, carry feed sacks, help pick out seed potatoes, and play peek-a-boo with folks, it all makes my heart swell. We’ve received a warm welcome. I was nervous, I’ll be honest. I was nervous because people don’t always like change, and I wanted them to accept us. I wanted them to still love their familiar feed store, and accept the new faces at the counter.

While we all reminisce about Jack, Staci, Hayden, Jackson, Holly, and Tag, and they are deeply missed, the welcome of our familiar has been nothing short of warm and inviting. We will continue to serve the folks in Eastern Oklahoma County with pride.

Today, we set up a corn dig for the kids. This way they can dig for a prize while you do your shopping. We want your kids to feel welcome in the feed store every time you come to see us.

We are also putting together our Grand Opening Shindig for March 31st. I’m really excited about this event and the vendors that have signed up. I am still taking vendor sign ups and I am lookin

Corn Dig
Let the kids dig for a prize while you shop!

g for places to put flyers. Feel free to shoot me an email at if you want to set up a booth or if you have bulletin board where I can post a flyer.

As I get ready to hit the hay for the night, I can’t help but thank God for bringing us here. He weaves things together in the most beautiful and intricate ways. I am in awe.

I hope we see you tomorrow at Nicoma Park Feed!


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Opening Day 2018

Good Evening Folks!

Today was better than I ever expected – and I expected great things to begin with.

First off, I want to say THANK YOU to everyone that came in, that shared our posts on Facebook, and showered us in prayers.

Opening Day
The Walker Crew on Opening Day Mar. 1, 2018

The reality of all we have taken on, and the shoes we have to fill, was evident to us today. Every where I turned today, evidence of the Young Family was present. As a customer myself, I felt an enormous sense of something missing.

I was studying some paper taped to a wall, when underneath, I found these gems.

The Young's marks in the door frame.
While inches can be measured, like the Young’s did here, other growth is harder to measure, but hard to miss.

I felt a tightness in my chest. The memories here are rich and deep and part of the pulse of this feed store.

Inspiration rose in me, and we started our own growth marks, on the opposite side of the door frame.

Marks on the door frame - how did they get this big?
The Walker’s will grow in more than just inches at the feed store.

We will add a line every year as the kids grow. It’s hard to mark lines for how much we will grow over the course of this endeavor. But I’m sure the door frame isn’t tall enough to really mark off the growth that will happen.



We brought our old dog with us. He was a rescue…11 years ago when I brought him home. He’s been on do many adventures with us. My kids are all deeply attached to him. We see his age in the slow way he stands, in the look in his eyes. He isn’t the youngster he was when I brought him home.

The twinge will remain for some time – missing the friendly faces of Jack & Staci & Hayden & Tag. The wealth of knowledge, the friendly service, the authenticity they exhibited.

The feed store isn’t the same as it was yesterday, and that was hard for me to face. But I realized that, while I was to embrace and keep the charm, we will add our own touch moving forward, and that will be good, too.

The Young Family at closing time, Feb 28, 2018

Here is to moving forward, embracing life, not being the same, but also not changing all that is great about the journey we are on.

Here is to answering questions that make me a little nervous, that make me question what I know, that make me dig deeper. Here is to figuring out our systems, our checks, our balances. Here’s to new friends, new faces, new days, new adventures.

There are no words to adequately express my gratitude for the Young Family – for passing the torch, for their legacy, for the strong foundation they’ve passed along. For their kindness, their wisdom, their warmth. I could write 1,000 posts and it would not be enough to express how my cup runneth over and how they have blessed me and my family.

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The Art of Punching Udders

I read all of the posts and pages and books and asked all the questions I could think of in regards to milking my goats. I love these goat girls (and our sweet boy), and I am so tickled to have my own fresh goat’s milk. It’s truly a dream come true for me to be working with a little dairy herd.

One of the many things I read over and over again was about punching the doe’s udder to stimulate a final let down and be able to fully milk her out. I have to admit, I didn’t want to punch a goat udder. It sounded so…harsh. I’ve breastfed a few babes, and thinking of someone punching me to release the last of my milk?

No, thanks.

So, our first couple of milkings went well, although I wasn’t getting quite as much milk as I thought I should be. I gave a meager wiggle to each side of Shim’s udder, and milked another squirt or two, closed up my jar, dipped her teats, and headed inside for the ice bath.

I got a little bolder with practice and pushed a little bit more firmly in my nearing-the-end wiggle routine – and I got double the number of extra squirts. Milked a fe

Shimmy, my doe-in-milk

w times with this, read the “punch the udder” routine again, and got a bit firmer in my wiggling once more. More squirts!

I finally gave in and admitted that the dairy folks that have gone before me for years, really do know what works. It was time to be bold enough to punch an udder. After all, when a kid isn’t getting much milk, but is still hungry, they will thrust, with quite a bit of force, their head/mouth/jaw into the udder multiple times to get more milk out.

So I finally did it, I gave each side several firm shoves. I punched her udder, on both sides, a couple of times. I got an extra cup of milk! A whole extra cup! And you know what? She didn’t flinch or budge over the ordeal – apparently, she knew I was doing it wrong all along and was just waiting for me to catch up to speed.

And that folks, is how I learned to efficiently punch a goat udder. What rad skill do you have that came to you in a funny way?


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One of the early things having Risky in our lives reminded me (and came up again today, in the dreary, drippy weather) is how much I learned from having horses. We hadn’t had her home for too many days, when we found ourselves taking care of her in yucky weather.

I grew up with a younger sister, and a variety of pets. Always having someone to look out for and take care of taught me a lot. (And I also look back and shake my head at the times I didn’t take care of things the right way, especially with my sister.)

One lesson that sticks with me, whether I have pets or not, before I became a mother, and since I’ve started the journey of motherhood, before I had stepsons, and even now with two stepsons that I adore, is determination. See, it takes a special something, deep inside someone, to get through the grimy days, the rainy days, the messy days. As I trudged through the mud, and the rain drenched me from the top of my head down, and drops ran off the end of my nose, I found some small joy in it. I thanked God for carrying me through the times I can’t walk, and for being there for the times I can – whether or not I see or notice, or want Him there.

And I’m thankful that I learned, from a young age, to do what it takes to get the job done. It may not be easy, and it may not always be fun, but it is worth it.

I am learning to be more determined and focused on taking care of our home – not just letting the messes pile up from day-to-day, but actually taking care of things as they come up. It’s not always easy, especially with 3 toddlers underfoot, but we are getting it done. One day at time.

Being so aware of how much my responsibilities shaped me as a young girl has made me push my kids harder and focus on handing over responsibilities that they are big enough for. I don’t want them to miss out on the lessons that have proven to be incredibly valuable to me in my adult life. They all learn so much from helping, having a job to do, and accomplishing something. And hopefully, these rainy feeding days will teach them to trudge through the mud, to do what needs to be done, so that when the sun is shining, we can play!


(Risky, all wet, and a view of the big mess she used to make with her hay.)

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As Seasons Change


I’ve never been one to really decorate my home for the change of the seasons. Who am I kidding, I hardly decorate my home, anyway. I’m all about practical stuff that we use every day. Besides, if it’s all decorated, it’s one more thing for the kids to mangle, and one more thing for me to have a conniption fit about them touching and mangling. It’s easier to just go with basics.

I have, however, discovered in the last couple of years, the joy of changing my diffuser and cleaner smells for the change of the season. In the early summer, I stuck with citrus fragrances. A nice lemon/lime, or lime/orange blend in the diffuser energizes me and makes me want to get things done.

In the spring, a light floral scent – jasmine, rose, or bergamot is a great way to begin the day.

It’s not spring, and it’s not going to be summer much longer. We have already started feeling cooler temps and shorter days. So today, I switched my cleaning solution and diffusers to a fall fragrance – sweet orange and cinnamon. I just want to curl up on the couch with a blanket, some hot chocolate, and a good book to read.

Do you use essential oils in your day to day life? What are some of your favorite fragrances?

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