White River Farms

If you had told us years ago that four Rhode Island Red chickens would quietly change the entire direction of our lives, we might have laughed. But that’s exactly what happened. Long before White River Farms became a reality, before Alpine goats and spring kidding season and Texas sunsets, there were four backyard hens living in the middle of a massive city. We ordered them online—four Rhode Island Reds—and set them up in a carefully planned coop in our suburban yard, right i

After writing about how not to accidentally buy fifteen goats, it feels only fair to talk about what happens when spring arrives on a homestead—because no matter how many animals you have (or wisely don’t have), spring shows up with energy whether you’re ready or not. Spring on a Texas homestead doesn’t knock politely. It bursts in. The days get longer. The weeds get ambitious. The goats start looking suspiciously round. And suddenly everything that slept quietly through wint

At White River Farms, our homesteading journey didn’t begin with a perfectly planned farm, a neat little garden, or a well-thought-out animal list. It began the way many dreams do—overcrowded, overly ambitious, and fueled by one too many “we can totally handle this” conversations. We moved from the big city to rural East Texas chasing a simpler life. Cleaner air. Slower mornings. Food we could grow ourselves. A chance to raise our family closer to the land and farther from dr