Category: Sheltering

Marty the Chicken

She came in a small box and according to the description she was Polish and sported a black and white Afro. Marty, not much larger than a finger, was (and still is) a chicken! We now have 18 chickens at Brant Lake and the children love them. Especially, Marty. A generic word on the Brant…

Time Has Stopped

Living at Brant Lake during the pandemic has not been a constructive time. Although I have read a small library of books and taken walks on deserted country roads I have spent many days just waiting. Waiting for the pandemic to end. Waiting to return to a more normal way of life. There has been…