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Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend
Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend





Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend

“The author's humility is engaging…Friend ably weaves together comical stories, strands of self-help, historical and environmental facts. “Whether you already know Catherine Friend from her exploits in fiction, nonfiction, and children’s literature, or if you’re just discovering her, this latest laugh out loud memoir on farming is a can’t miss read.”

Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend

With laughter and a few tears, Friend weaves together her stories like the threads on a loom, and as any fiber freak can tell you, this is a yarn we like to spin!” Portland Book Review, 6/6/11 “Catherine Friend brings another wonderful tale of life on her Minnesota farm. Then imagine a reluctant shepherdess at the helm, add in llamas, cats, dogs, chickens, a peacock, frisky calves, knitters, and Elvis, and you've got a good yarn.” Books, Yarn, Ink, and other Pursuits (blog), 5/11/11 Hit by a Farm is a hilarious recounting of Catherine and Melissa's trials of "getting back to the land." It is also a coming-of (middle)-age story of a woman trying to cross the divide between who she is and who she wants to be, and the story of a couple who say "goodbye city life" — and learn more than they ever bargained for about love, land, and yes, sheep sex.“Imagine a serene pasture filled with contented, nameless sheep. What ensues is a crash course in both living off and with the land that ultimately allows Catherine to help fulfill Melissa's dreams while not losing sight of her own. When self-confessed "urban bookworm" Catherine Friend's partner of twelve years decides she wants to fulfill her lifelong dream of owning a farm, Catherine agrees. I was there with my partner Melissa, the woman I'd lived with for twelve years, because we were going to start a farm. This took place one blustery November day when I joined other shepherd-wannabees for a class on the basics of raising sheep.

Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend

Mine began crumbling the day I knelt behind a male sheep, reached between his legs, and squeezed his testicles.







Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend