Welcome to the Good Life

Publisher of:
The Adventures of Nathaniel B.Oakes

Two friends of mine, who have enjoyed the ambiance of my farm and have engaged me in conversations concerning just about anything that men of goodwill care about, asked if I would journal about  life on the farm and mix it up with some musings about life.

Since this is my first blog, it, like the dreary weather which envelopes us now, will improve, I hope, with time.
I think a good way as an introduction would be to tell you why the I named my blog YeomanShire. Well,
YeomanShire is what I call my place. Why?

    The root of the word yeoman in old English means Young Man, I was a much younger man when I bought this place.
   I had founded and was the Master of a character development club for young men named The Yeoman's Guild of Gallantry at the time also.
  Yeoman became over the centuries to mean, the best, or the bravest, and was was intimately connected to chivalry.
  Shire is a section of land in England meaning much the same thing as our word County. I have a small farm.
  I owned a Shire horse for many years which was the medieval warhorse of the English.
  So I combined these ideas into one word to capture many of the things I was  interested and involved in. The two words together seem to me to have a somewhat poetic ring and hence YeomanShire.

I will insert a picture here and there to add color and context to our conversation. This is looking out of the farmhouse window at a sunset. A little dark.

I will post at least once a week sometimes more.  I think there is a setting on your email or other media that will prompt you when there is a new post available. I am going to check into this or anyone can let us know through a comment.

I just came in from ringing the bell twelve times for the Angelus, a beautiful ancient prayer. Peals of thanksgiving reaching to the heavens and a request for blessings to rain down from above.


Well I finally got the chickens moved from their winter quarters to their summer abode. They just love to eat the grass. The movable summer house has a wire mesh floor so that the manure falls through and fertilizes the field. The green grass and bugs load the eggs with nutrients. The egg yokes become noticeably more orange red. MMMM!
  Such a blessing to be able to put down roots, establish traditions, a permanent place to return to and get refreshed after adventuring around Gods creation. Until next time,

Have a great day,
David Cools