Confirmed that I like cows

This is my friend Paul and his summer beard. In the background at about the level of his eyes, you can see a small dark line in the pasture. These are his heifers (read: girl cows who have never been moms) who will eat grass all summer and head to the butcher in the fall. Paul's business is called Grazing Days and he sells shares of beef to families in Ottawa. They pay up front, he raises happy cows on pasture (this is a big deal because cows are ruminants and their bodies aren't good at processing corn which is the standard diet on a factory farm) and over the fall/winter, he delivers boxes of meat each month.


I visited Paul on day 1 of the Ottawa leg of Plan B, but only had a few hours to spend, which meant less time IDing teets and more time hooking up new electric fencing. By the afternoon I was running off to a week at Canreg Station Dairy & Pasture farm to hang out with the second best of the ruminant family: sheep!