Ant Farm Novels & Stories

Then she had remembered the farm. Like many ‘town people’, her aunt and uncle had maintained a small farm with a few dozen beef cows and chickens on her great grandmother’s property out of town. She could remember Uncle E coming home after a day at the store, changing into his farm clothes, and driving the fifteen miles out of town in his beat up old pick up truck to feed the cows and gather eggs. They made extra money selling the beef cows every year and sold what eggs they couldn’t use in the store. There was a little house out there as well that had belonged to her great grandmother. They had never lived in it as Uncle E had owned the general store when he and Aunt Lu got married so they

After some time, we stopped and parked the car near a farm. "Where are we?" I ask him. "I know how much you love nature and animals, so I decided to take you on a farm so that you can meet them and get to know them personally," he said while walking towards me and helping me get out of the car. At first, he introduces me to Mark, who looks after the farm and the animals inside the farm, while explaining how many people work on the farm and how Mark takes care of them all. Then Mark takes us to different places to show many animals like hens, pigs, cows, buffaloes, dogs, and sheep, but my favorite is horses.

It winds down at the back of all the homes and into the forest, and opens up to where I guess they keep their equipment. In the middle of their forest, there is a small encampment with huge construction machines! The forest closes around the path and we keep walking. After about fifteen minutes, the forest opens up again, and I gawk when I see what they have. I’m convinced that every farm animal you can think of is leisurely hanging around in one of the many pens! “Is this like a petting farm or something?” I gawk and he laughs.

“A lot of things. Including that hotel we just left.” Avril’s mouth fell this time around as she gaped at him. No wonder. Just no wonder. “How do you go about owning all these establishments?” “Either starting them from the scratch… or buying them. I bought this particular farm after I got back from the island.” “Amazing… are there animals here?” “Of course. Wait until you see the cows. And horses. There’s even an inbuilt ranch here, though it’s quite small compared to the farm itself. Some of my workers live there.”

“He pushed me into it when I was six because he never made it. I get that. I lived that dream for both of us. But I’m done letting it own me.” Juno chewed her lip, the way she does when she’s trying not to say the wrong thing. “So what would you do instead? Coach? Broadcast?” I laughed under my breath. “You’re gonna love this.” She narrowed her eyes. “Rhett…” “I’ve been talking to a guy who owns a big regenerative farm up near Santa Ynez. Couple thousand acres. Grass-fed cattle, orchards, the whole thing. He wants a partner who’s willing to get his hands dirty and has cash to invest.”

I laughed. His expression didn’t change. “This isn’t funny.” “It’s a little funny.” “I’m not doing this.” “Then you’re not evaluating the farm properly.” I crossed my arms. “Egg production is part of the operation. If you want to assess it, you need to see how it works.” He looked at the coop. Then at me. Then back at the coop. “Fine.” I blinked. “Really?” He stepped through the gate like he was entering a contamination zone.

She gasped at the breathtaking view before her. Stretching as far as the eye could see, the farm was an expansive nut plantation, meticulously arranged in perfect rows. From afar, she saw workers moving between the trees. Shaker machines were already deployed. There were other barn-like structures, which Charlie assumed were meant to store the nuts. “Oh, my god!” she whispered, pressing a hand to her chest. “This isn’t just a farm. It’s a nut empire.”

Left with no choice, he ushered the children back inside the house and led us toward a large wooden structure—a barn surrounded by large pens holding over a dozen healthy cattle. “Who is here to look after all the children while you’re away?” Lyanna asked as we walked. “We have a few household staff who assist them. The workers here on the farm often help out, too.” “I’m confused,” Lyanna stated, stopping. “You specifically told me you didn’t come from money.” “We… don’t,” he replied vaguely, avoiding her eyes again. But clearly, he did come from money. The sheer scale of the farm, the quality of the livestock, and the health of the land all required a substantial amount of capital to mainta

You'll be surprised by the amount of people who enjoys reading smut. “Get as curious as you could but stay away from boys. As a girl older than you, i want to tell you that you should keep yourself as pure as you are till you meet the right guy.” She nods. We were already walking through the gate of the farm. They didn't lie. This farm is so big and I'm just at the entrance. “What does this farm produce exactly?” It was divided in sections and there were golf carts for people to move from one place to the other.

jabbed her in the ribs as he replied, "No, our place is after the farm." It was another two minutes until, off to our left, I saw a wide entrance. Hank turned in, taking the right when the driveway -- as wide as a two-lane highway -- forked. "The farm is ten thousand acres," he explained. "Been in the family for over a hundred years. We have a guy who manages it. We run a small horse-breeding ranch. We're here."