Little Pasture on the Prairie

This week is the 10-year anniversary of the Great Coon Massacre of 2013. It occurred when I was still a single girl, living down 15 miles of rarely traversed gravel. I was teaching school and dipping my toes into my first adventures of homesteading. I’d acquired a clutch of chickens from the third grade class at the school where I taught– hatching them was an annual school project– so these…