We worked so hard to get to this moment. Many times, it felt like there was no way we could make the next step happen. Sometimes it felt like there was no way we are going to be able to pull together the resources we needed to make this dream a reality. If it was the bank’s agreement to financing the land, or the tools we needed to make the land ready for planting. Sometimes we felt that maybe we were biting more than we could chew. But since the moment we stepped foot on those 20 acres of farm land, everything just happened as if it was directed from above. As if it was our fate, our destiny. This is why we named our farm Kismet Farm. And on Sunday, October 26th, with the help of our dear friends, we planted the first seeds at Kismet farm.
A wife, a mother, a farmer and not at all ladylike. I was born in Israel and raised in a kibbutz, a small agricultural community where everything was grown, made and shared. I am now living and building a farmstead in NC.
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