My name is Kara French and I’m the proprietor and steward for French House Farm.
For better or worse, French House Farm began as a vision for me when I was very young. My history begins with a love for playing outside and discovering all kinds of animals: amphibians, insects, mammals, and reptiles alike. This grew into a desire to cohabit with cats and dogs – my Mom drew the line at insects, reptiles and rodents!
When I was twelve, I was allowed to get my first horse. He came as a broken being, half-starved and wholly neglected. His name was Barney and he was the one who opened my heart to what the spirit of the horse is all about. I was smitten, and bitten by the horse bug, from then on. Barney and I shared many adventures together. He made famous a pair of red boots I had at the time, because my Mom’s infamous words were, “If I see those red boots go flying past this window one more time, that horse has to go!” This was, of course, an empty threat. But, it does capture what handling a mostly untrained three-year old stallion as a 12-year old girl is about. I have Barney to thank for becoming involved with 4H, and later, showing and working with horses. Also, for the infinite amount of knowledge I’ve learned by associating and communicating with horses. It’s been a passion sustained in me for over 30 years now.
My love of growing up with animals has spread to goats and chickens as an adult. They are wonderful purposeful beings. And, hilarious too!
When I’m not running my farm and dealing with all the crazy and zany things animals do and get into, I also enjoy good food, making mosaics, movies, reading, star-gazing, and traveling near and far.