It takes a Goat

My husband and I, along with our three young daughters moved home to the family farm, located just outside the town of Antigonish, Nova Scotia, in 2006.

We built our home and settled in. There were a few chickens housed in the old barn and the kids enjoyed collecting the eggs. A farmer down the road made hay on our fields which maintained the fields. But other than that we never gave a thought to farming.

Wild Orchid Farm: It takes a Goat

Our oldest child always complained about her stomach hurting after consuming dairy products. We tried everything – to no avail. Sitting on our deck one night, we studied the big barn sitting vacant and thought why not try goat’s milk? It was supposed to be easier to digest.

Surrounded by dairy farms and 4H clubs we soon found a beautiful, black and white doe named Emma. We bred her and waited eagerly all that winter and spring for our first goat kids and of course, our first milk.

Jack was born in May and Emma gave us lots of creamy, delicious milk. We fell in love with the goats. Best of all, Brianna’s stomach no longer hurt when she drank milk.
One goat led to another…and another. Goats are addictive. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.

Soon, we had another problem, though – an overabundance of milk. That’s when Wild Orchid Farm Goat’s Milk Soap was born.

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