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]]>A toi, nouveau millionnaire heureux. Oui, toi!
Qui par la chance d’un billet de loterie est devenu millionnaire en un instant! Je t’envie! Je ne suis surement pas la seule c’est clair!
J’envie le fait que tu peux maintenant faire ce que tu as toujours envie de faire, si tu ne le fais pas déjà! Par la, je veux dire, suivre ton cœur et vraiment faire ce qui te rend heureux.
Que ce soit réparer des autos, servir des clients au resto, danser sur une scène ou promener des chiens, retourner aux études ou peu importe, on s’en fou, tu peux enfin le faire! Tu peux enfin faire ce que ton âme rêve tant de faire, sans te soucier de tout le côté lourd de la vie humaine.
Les factures à payer, le prix du gas qui monte, la viande en rabais à l’épicerie, les nouveaux souliers que tu aurais bien besoin. Tu n’as plus à te poser la question : ce soir, steak haché ou spaghetti? Tu peux aller au resto et ne pas cuisiner! Tu peux laisser tomber ton emploi si tu ne l’aime pas, et ne faire que ce qui te plait. Tu n’as plus à te déguiser chaque matin, en te rendant au travail, ce travail qui ne nourrit pas ton âme.
Tu n’as plus à faire semblant.
Tu n’as plus à courir comme une poule pas de tête le matin pour préparer tes 3 jeunes enfants pour l’école, en même temps que tu déjeunes et que mentalement tu prépares déjà le souper du soir, qui devra être prêt à 4h45, car ton plus jeune a une pratique de hockey à 5h30, et que tu fini de travailler à 4h30! Oh zut non, ça c’était hier mardi, aujourd’hui c’est mercredi et c’est le plus vieux qui a du hockey à 6h30, mais y’a la réunion de parents à 5h30 pour ton 2 eme et c’est obligatoire! Faudrait pas négliger aucun de tes garçons!
Tu es libre et riche, bien plus riche que le million que tu viens de gagner, car derrière tout cet argent que tu as maintenant, ce cache ce qui a de plus précieux au monde, quelque chose qui ne s’achète pas, mais qui est tellement plus accessible quand l’argent n’est plus un problème : le temps.
Tu as le temps, le temps de vivre, le temps d’apprécier le temps, le temps de manquer de temps, le temps de passer le temps, le temps de faire compter le temps. Tu es libre de prendre ton temps, de le donner aux gens que tu aimes, de choisir à qui le donner.
Tu es libre d’être qui tu es, d’être toi, sans artifices, sans sacrifices.
Alors ton argent, dépense-le avec ton cœur, comme tu le ferais avec ton temps!
C’est ce que moi je ferais! Si j’avais ton argent! et ton temps .......
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To you, new happy millionaire.
Yes you! Who by the chance of a lottery ticket became a millionaire in an instant! I envy you! I’m probably not the only one it’s clear!
I envy the fact that you can now do what you always want to do, if you don't already do it! By that, I mean, follow your heart and really do what makes you happy.
Whether it's repairing cars, serving customers at the restaurant, dancing on a stage or walking dogs, going back to school or whatever, we don't care, you can finally do it! You can finally do what your soul dreams so much of doing, without worrying about the heavy side of human life.
Bills to pay, gas prices going up, meat on sale at the grocery store, the new shoes you could really use. You no longer have to ask yourself the question: tonight, ground beef or spaghetti? You can go to the restaurant and not cook!
You can quit your job if you don't like it, and just do what you like. You no longer have to disguise yourself every morning, going to work, this work that does not nourish your soul. You don't have to pretend anymore.
You no longer have to run like a hen without head in the morning to prepare your 3 young children for school, at the same time that you eat your breakfast and are mentally already preparing the evening supper, which must be ready at 4:45 am, because your youngest has a hockey practice at 5:30 am, and you finish working at 4:30 am! Oh damn no, that was yesterday, today is Wednesday and it's the oldest who has hockey at 6:30 am, but there's the parents' meeting at 5:30 am for your second son and it's mandatory! None of your boys should be neglected!
You are free and rich, much richer than the million that you have just won, because behind all this money that you have now, it hides what is most precious in the world, something that cannot be bought, but that is so much more accessible when money is no longer a problem: time.
You have the time, the time to live, the time to appreciate the time, the time to run out of time, the time to pass the time, the time to make time count. You are free to take your time, give it to the people you love, choose who to give it to.
You are free to be who you are, to be you, without artifices, without sacrifices.
So, your money, spend it with your heart, as you would with your time!
This is what I would do! If I had your money! and your time ......!!!!
]]>Je vous ai donc parlé de moi, mais je ne suis pas seule dans cette belle aventure d’auto-suffisance #foliedecouple #crisedelaquarantaine #jeveuxbrossermesvaches #écoeurédepayerdestaxes
Il y a aussi Darren, mon conjoint depuis déjà bientôt 4 ans. Darren vient de l’Ontario (take that Ontario! une autre Québécoise qui vous a volé votre meilleur homme!!). Darren ne parle pas beaucoup français, mais il prend des cours et s’améliore de mois en mois. Darren et moi nous sommes connus en 2013, après que j’ai emménagé à Trenton, Ontario. Dans cette autre vie, j’étais marié à un militaire, c’était donc un posting de plus, après celui de 3 ans à Yellowknife.
Donc, Darren et moi on a brièvement fait connaissance au TRPC (Trenton Rowing and Paddling Club). Darren était un amoureux de kayak, et moi, je rêvais depuis longtemps de faire du bateau à rames olympique. J’avais donc trouvé l’endroit parfait! Je crois qu’en 3 ans passés à Trenton, j’ai croisé Darren 3 ou 4 fois maximum, mais chaque fois, quelque chose à l’intérieur de moi vibrait intensément. Ok oui, le fait qu’il était beau, charmant, sexy et avec un regard à faire fondre a surement aidé à me faire vibrer, mais il y avait plus que ça!
C’était comme si mon âme savait que nous étions destinés à être ensemble, elle était toute fébrile à l’idée d’être à un mètre de celui qui allait bientôt partager ma vie et me remplir de bonheur et d’amour tant désiré et tellement mérité. Ce sentiment intérieur, était une confirmation, que j’étais sur la bonne route, mon plan de vie s’alignait!
Mais à ce moment, il était marié et moi aussi. Mais sans le savoir, nous étions tous les 2 dans un mariage qui s’enlignait vers un divorce.
Ce n’est que lors de ma dernière journée à Trenton, en juin 2016, la veille de mon retour au Québec que j’ai reçu un message de Darren, m’invitant à un évènement de Dragon Boat le samedi. J’étais vraiment déçue car j’aurais vraiment aimé participer, mais je partais le lendemain matin pour Québec. Je lui ai donc répondue simplement que j’aurais vraiment aimé venir, mais que je repartais pour Québec, pour de bon, car j’avais demandé le divorce en mars et c’était le moment de déménager. Je lui ai dit de ne pas s’inquiéter, car c’était ma décision et c’était pour le mieux. C’est à ce moment qu’il me dit que lui aussi étais récemment divorcé !!!! OMG!! Tu parles d’un timing toi!! Je lui ai donc lancé une invitation à venir me visiter s’il passait par Québec, car on a des rivières et des lacs merveilleux, surtout dans ma région, Portneuf!
L’invitation n’est pas tombée dans l’oreille d’un sourd!!! À partir de ce moment, nous avons commencé à communiquer par messenger text. J’ai pris le temps de m’installer, respirer, réfléchir, guérir. Et puis dans un message vers le milieu de l’été, Darren m’annonçait qu’il aimerait beaucoup venir me visiter, il viendrait en octobre. C’était un peu tard et il commençait à faire froid pour le kayak, mais il a suggéré le stand up paddleboard, que je n’avais utilisé qu’une seule fois et que j’avais adoré et il apporterait des wetsuit, quel homme attentionné!
J’ai attendu sa visite, avec beaucoup de joie et d’excitation. J’avais hâte de passer du temps avec lui, de le connaitre un peu plus. Et puis le weekend est enfin arrivé, et avec lui, Darren, son pickup truck et son charme incroyable! On a passé un weekend merveilleux. On a ri, fait un feu de camp, bu, fait du stand up paddleboard, je lui ai fait manger de la fondue chinoise à l’orignal.
Dimanche est arrivé trop vite, et son départ aussi. Je voulais le garder avec moi.
La semaine suivante, j’étais comme une jeune ado qui ne pouvait pu se retenir de savoir s’il avait aimé son weekend, s’il avait aimé ma compagnie. Est-ce que je suis son genre de femme? Est-ce qu’il voulait juste avoir du fun pour une fin de semaine? Est-ce qu’il va avoir envie de me revoir?
Well, on est ensemble alors, vous connaissez les réponses à ces questions!
On a eu une relation longue distance pendant un an, à se voir aux 2 semaines. Une fois je montais le voir, l’autre fois il venait. Je me suis souvent questionné à savoir comment on allait faire pour être ensemble un jour, moi qui avait 3 jeunes garçons, lui il avait 4 enfants, mais plus âgé, et il ne parlait pas français. Darren avait aussi sa propre boutique en Ontario depuis au moins 12 ans et ça roulait bien, et il avait sa maison aussi. Jusqu’au jour où, un ami lui a parlé d’un emploi qui serait parfait pour lui à Québec. Il a décidé d’appliquer sur l’emploi de représentant des ventes anglophones pour la compagnie.
Non mais, c’était un emploi de rêve! Il allait pouvoir travailler à Québec sans devoir parler français! C’était quoi les chances que ça arrive?
Il a décroché l’emploi haut la main! WOW! Darren allait déménager avec moi au Québec!
Quand tout se met en place pour toi, devant tes yeux, sans faire d’effort, Quand les solutions à tes problèmes viennent à toi facilement, Quand les étoiles s’alignent, Tu sais que tu es en harmonie et que tu es aligné sur ton plan de vie!
Il a fermé son commerce, vendu sa maison (j’ai aidé aussi pendant tout le processus) et il est venu me rejoindre à St-Raymond.
Enfin, pour une fois, ce n’était pas moi qui faisait tous les sacrifices afin d’être avec quelqu’un, enfin, pour une fois, je sentais que je comptais pour quelqu’un, que j’étais importante et spéciale, que je valais le sacrifice!
Darren, je l’aime, je le mérite, pis je le garde!
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So I told you about myself, but I am not alone in this beautiful adventure of self-sufficiency #crazycoupleidea #midlifecrisis #iwannabrushmycow #sickofpayingtaxes
There is also Darren, my boyfriend for almost 4 years already. Darren is from Ontario (take that Ontario! Another Quebec girlwho stole your best man from you !!). Darren doesn't speak much French, but he takes classes and improves month by month. Darren and I met in 2013, after I moved to Trenton, Ontario. In this other life, I was married to a military guy, so it was one more posting, after the 3 years in Yellowknife.
So Darren and I got to know each other from theTRPC (Trenton Rowing and Paddling Club) briefly. Darren was a kayak lover, and I had long dreamed of trying an Olympic rowing boat. So I found the perfect place! I think that in 3 years spent in Trenton, I crossed Darren 3 or 4 times maximum, but each time, something inside me vibrated intensely. Okay yes, the fact that he was handsome, charming, sexy and with a look that makes you melted surely helped make me vibrate, but there was more to it! It was as if my soul knew that we were destined to be together, it was all feverish at the idea of being one meter from the one who would soon share my life and fill me with happiness and love so much desired and so deserved. This inner feeling, was a confirmation, that I was on the right road, my life plan was aligned! But at that time, he was married and so was I. But without knowing it, the two of us were in a marriage that was heading towards a divorce.
It was only on my last day in Trenton, in June 2016, the day before I returned to Quebec that I received a message from Darren, inviting me to a Dragon Boat event on Saturday. I was really disappointed because I would have really liked to participate, but I was leaving the next morning for Quebec. So I simply replied that I would really have liked to come, but that I was leaving for Quebec, for good, because I had asked for divorce in March and it was time to move. I told him not to worry because it was my decision and it was for the best. It was then that he told me that he too had recently been divorced !!!! OMG !! Are you talking about timing !! So I sent him an invitation to come and visit me if he was passing through Quebec, because we have wonderful rivers and lakes, especially in my region, Portneuf! The invitation did not fall on deaf ears !!! From that moment, we started to communicate by messenger text. I took the time to settle in, breathe, think, heal. And then in a message in the middle of summer, Darren announced me that he would very much like to come and visit me, he would come in October. It was a little late and it was getting cold for kayaking, but he suggested the stand up paddleboard, which I had only used once and which I loved and he would bring wetsuits, what a caring man!
I waited for his visit with great joy and excitement. I was looking forward to spending time with him, getting to know him a little more. And then the weekend finally arrived, and with him, Darren, his pickup truck and his incredible charm! We had a wonderful weekend. We laughed, made a campfire, drank, did stand up paddleboarding, I made him eat moose fondue. Sunday arrived too quickly, and so did his departure. I wanted to keep it with me. The following week, I was like a young teenager who couldn't help knowing if he had enjoyed his weekend, if he had enjoyed my company. Am i his kind of woman? Did he just want to have fun for a weekend? Is he going to want to see me again? Well, we're together then, you know the answers to these questions!
We had a long distance relationship for a year, to see each other every 2 weeks. Once I drove up to see him, the other time he came. I have often wondered how we were going to be together one day, as I have 3 young boys, he has 4 children, but older, and he did not speak French. Darren had also had his own store in Ontario for at least 12 years and it was running well, and he had his house too. Until one day, a friend told him about a job that would be perfect for him in Quebec. He decided to apply for the job of an English-speaking sales representative for the company. Damn! but it was a dream job! He would be able to work in Quebec without having to speak French! What was the chance of that happening?
He landed the job hands down! WOW! Darren was going to move with me to Quebec!
When everything falls into place for you, before your eyes, without making any effort, When the solutions to your problems come to you easily, When the stars align, You know that you are in harmony and that you are aligned with your life plan!
He closed his business, sold his house (I also helped during the whole process) and he came to join me in St-Raymond. Finally, for once, it was not me who made all the sacrifices in order to be with someone, finally, for once, I felt that I matter for someone, that I was important and special, that I was worth the sacrifice!
Darren, I love him, I deserve him, and I keep him!
]]>C’est moi, Brigitte,
pas Bardot, mais Genois. Bien que mon père m’a donné mon nom du fait qu’il aimait beaucoup Brigitte Bardot. Je crois qu’elle et moi, on ne s’entendrait pas, car j’adore travailler avec la peau de phoque et les fourrures en générale! Je suis Québécoise, j’ai grandi en campagne à St-Raymond de Portneuf. Je suis la 2ème d’une famille de 4 enfants. J’ai une grande sœur et deux jeunes frères. Mon père était mécanicien soudeur, et ma mère, à la maison.
J’ai grandi avec des poules et un coq tellement agressif que je devais entrer dans le poulailler avec un balais afin de me défendre de ses attaques. J’ai grandi avec des lapins, élevés pour la viande, mais malheureusement pour mon père, je les aimais et leur donnais des noms, donc au moment de les récolter, mon père pouvait s’attendre à une semaine de traitement du silence de ma part, en réponse à ma colère. Je ne voulais pas manger mon beau Coquin, ou ma belle Blanchette. Dès que ma mère nous servait de la viande blanche, je lui demandais si c’était du lapin, et chaque fois, elle me répondait:< non, c’est du poulet !! >Et bien sûr, j’y ai cru, chaque fois…car ça ressemble vraiment à du poulet, mais maintenant je sais que j’ai mangé Coquin et Blanchette!
Est-ce que j’en veux à mes parents? Non, pas le moins du monde. Pourquoi? Parce que j’ai grandi en ayant un contact avec ma nourriture. J’ai nourri moi-même ces animaux, que j’ai tant aimé. Ils ont eu une vie remplie d’amour et de beaux moment grâce à moi! J’ai mangé bio, même avant que ce mot n’existe!
J’ai une multitude de photos de moi, assise sur un castor ou un lynx, rêvant en secret que ce chat sauvage était en vie et qu’il était mon animal de compagnie. J’adorait flatter son pelage si soyeux et ses oreilles si douces. Mon père était un trappeur, j’ai donc grandi avec des peaux de martre, castor, lynx, renard et loutre séchant sur des moules en vue de les vendre au gouvernement. Voilà donc j’imagine, d’où vient mon amour pour les fourrures.
Ce mode de vie, auto-suffisant, que mes parents tentaient d’accomplir du mieux qu’ils pouvaient, c’est ce mode de vie auquel j’aspire maintenant. J’ai envie de savoir d’où vient ma nourriture, qu’est-ce qu’elle a mangé avant d’être dans mon assiette, comment elle a été traitée, j’ai envie d’avoir de la qualité, pas du sur-hormoné, sur-shooté, sur-emballée. J’ai envie de savoir ou elle a poussée ma salade, quel genre de compost a été utilisé pour mes carottes. J’aspire à un mode de vie simple, sain, et j’ai envie de le partager et d’en faire profiter mes enfants, et tout le monde!
Quel plus bel héritage que de léguer à mes 3 magnifiques garçons les plaisirs et la puissance de la terre. Restaurer ce lien trop longtemps mit de côté. Terre qui peut nourrir, guérir, fournir.
Voilà qui introduit bien, notre nouveau mode de vie, sur lequel on travail et on rêve depuis déjà 3 ans, mon conjoint et moi. Nous sommes sur le point d’acquérir une maison avec beaucoup de terrain ou nous pourrons avoir nos vaches highland, poules, chèvres et on verra pour la suite.
Je vous invite à suivre nos aventures et à visiter notre site internet www.thorhavenfarm.com pour voir déjà ma passion pour le textile et notre l’art en générale.
A très bientôt
Brigitte
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It's me, Brigitte,
not Bardot, but Genois. Although my father gave me my name because he loved Brigitte Bardot very much. I think she and I would not get along, because I love working with sealskin and furs in general! I am a Quebecoise, I grew up in the countryside in St-Raymond de Portneuf. I am the second in a family of 4 children. I have a big sister and two young brothers. My father was a welder, and my mother was a stay at home mom.
I grew up with hens and a cock so aggressive that I had to enter the chicken coop with a broom in order to defend myself from its attacks. I grew up with rabbits, raised for meat, but unfortunately for my father, I loved them and gave them names, so when he harvested them, he could expect a week of silence treatment from me, in response to my anger. I didn't want to eat my beautiful Coquin, or my beautiful Blanchette. As soon as my mother served us white meat, I asked her if it was rabbit, and each time, she replied: no, it's chicken !! And of course, I believed it, every time ... because it really looks like chicken, but now I know I ate Coquin and Blanchette!
Do I blame my parents? No, not in the least. Why? Because I grew up having contact with my food. I fed these animals myself, which I loved so much. They had a life filled with love and beautiful moments thanks to me! I ate organic, even before this word existed! I have a multitude of photos of me, sitting on a beaver or a lynx, secretly dreaming that this wild cat was alive and that he was my pet. I loved to flatter it silky coat and it soft ears. My father was a trapper, so I grew up with marten, beaver, lynx, fox and otter skins drying so he can sell them to the government. So there you have it, where my love for furs comes from.
This self-sufficient lifestyle that my parents were trying to achieve as best they could is the lifestyle that I want now. I want to know where my food comes from, what it ate before being on my plate, how it was processed, I want to have quality, not over-shooted-hormone-water and over-packaged. I want to know where my salad grew, what kind of compost was used for my carrots. I aspire to a simple, healthier lifestyle, and I want to share it with my children, and everyone!
What more beautiful legacy than to bequeath my 3 magnificent boys the pleasures and the power of the earth. Restoring this link too long put aside. Earth that can nourish, heal, provide.This is a good introduction to our new way of life, on which we have been working and dreaming for 3 years already, my boyfriend and I. We are about to acquire a house with a lot of land where we can have our highland cows, chickens, goats and maybe more, we will see in the future.
I invite you to follow our adventures and visit our website www.thorhavenfarm.com to already see my passion for textiles and our art in general.
See you soon
Brigitte
]]>Today we finalized which Highland cows would be the ones to start the new Tulloch herd here at Thor Haven.
Tulloch Castle was the home of John Bain Mackay that started the Bain Clan, part of the Mackay Clan. Darren's ancestry comes partly from the Bain Clan.
We have an amazing Female named Buis that has given birth a few times and pregnant now. She has been an amazing mother to her past young and we now she'll be a great leader for our herd.
Also coming is Freya who we got to name today since she isn't registered yet. She is a young one who will be with us for a long time and depending on how things work out will get pregnant this fall for her first young to be born in 2021.
Depending on when Buis gives birth will decide when exactly they make the journey but probably in June this year they will arrive.
The last picture is of Claymore, an amazing bull that we wanted to bring home
We can't wait to provide you guys with updates on these guys. We feel so blessed to complete another goal and be on track for our big vision here at Thor Haven.
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Aujourd'hui, nous avons finalisé quelles vaches Highland seraient celles qui feront partie de notre nouveau troupeau Tulloch ici au Havre de Thor.
Le château de Tulloch était la maison de John Bain Mackay qui a fondé le Clan Bain, Clan Ecossais qui fait partie du clan Mackay. Les ancêtres de Darren étant en partie du clan Bain.
Nous aurons une incroyable femelle nommée Buis qui a accouché plusieurs fois et est a nouveau enceinte. Elle a été une mère incroyable pour ses jeunes precedents et sera maintenant une grande leader pour notre troupeau.
Il y aura aussi Freya, que nous avons eu l'honneur de pouvoir nommer aujourd'hui, car elle n'était pas encore enregistrée. C'est une jeune femelle qui sera avec nous très longtemps et si les choses vont bien, elle tombera enceinte cet automne et donnera naissance à son premier bébé en 2021.
Dependamment du moment où Buis accouchera, cela déterminera exactement quand elles feront le voyage pour arriver chez nous, mais elles arriveront probablement en juin.
La dernière photo est de Claymore, un taureau étonnant que nous voulions ramener à la maison.
Nous avons hâte de vous fournir des mises à jour sur nos prochains compagnons. Nous nous sentons tellement reconnaissants d'atteindre un autre objectif et d'être sur la bonne voie pour notre grande vision ici au Havre de Thor.