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We even offer hayrides in winter!
Our tipi, part of the Susanna Farms hayride
Scottish Highlands, the sweetest cattle!
Visitors enjoy face painting
Winter farm landscape
A golden moment in the fall
Piglets
A newborn
Nannies
The corn maze from the air
A fine selection
Sunset at the farm
A tiny beauty
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Join us June 22 and 23 for a
Summer BBQ Bash
Come on over and fly a kite!
Food and cooking demonstrations
both days.
Join us again on July 20th and 21st for
Summer Fun in the Sun
with garden demonstrations,
kite flying and more!
Open for the fall season
September 14 - October 31.
Available for private parties and group events—email us for more information.
The Susanna Farms Photo Contest!
Won’t you share your Susanna Farms memories with us? Enter the Susanna Farms Photo contest...and you just might find your winning image right here on our website! Also...you can win a free birthday party for up to ten kids (transferable) Check out our Photo Gallery page and party flyer or call us for details. Email entries to: info@susannafarms.com
Explore the farm year-round through fun events and quiet times as well, created by four generations of our family.
• In the fall, select your perfect pumpkin for carving or decorating at home.
• Enjoy hayrides, corn mazes, face painting, and farm animals too!
• Choose fun and fresh holiday decor from our gift shop.
• Join us throughout the year for special holiday events and activities.
• Create family memories to last a lifetime.
Come see the new baby bulls!
They're getting bigger!
Snack Dog
Susanna Brat
Susanna Burger
Chili
Chicken Tenders
Country French Fries
Our horses include Rocky and Lady, both quarter horses, and half sisters Pre and Joe, both retired race horses, and the big boy, Blizzard, a half quarter horse/half thoroughbred. Each with their own "horsenality” sure to make everyone smile. The cutest of all though, is Teddy, our 10 month old colt. A palomino beauty, he is full of energy and loves to play with the Jacks and cows. Curly and Moe are joined this year by Little Red, Moe’s bull calf. He’s a real fuzz ball and just too cute. These Scottish Highland cattle are a unique breed and with their big horns, a joy to watch. Of course the farm wouldn’t be complete without some little piggies. This year we have a bunch of them starting out small, but they will grow quickly. Come back again and again and watch them as they get bigger and bigger.
Our Boar goats bring a smile to everyone’s face! These curious creatures love to climb up to the top of the barn and watch everything going on below. New this year are our Shetland Sheep. They look a bit like Border Collies and are a bit shy, but fun to watch run around. The chickens continue to produce wonderful brown and green eggs. Yes green eggs! These come from our Auracana chickens but we have a few other interesting breeds as well. The Jacks help keep everyone safe. These miniature donkeys make a lot of noise and are great guard animals. They are fully grown now and love to play and run about. Come on out and meet all our animals!
Mazes date back 4000 years to the time of the Greeks. In Roman times, mazes and labyrinths were found in artwork, in the design of floors in homes, public buildings and in the pavement of streets. Mazes were not considered puzzles, but were used for rituals and processions.
In the centuries that followed, mazes continued to appear in artwork and architecture such as inlays in the floors of cathedrals. In Scandinavia, over 600 stone labyrinths line the shores of the Baltic Sea, half of them in Sweden.
Later formal gardens were developed throughout Europe and included puzzle hedges. The garden mazes were developed at the wealthiest castles and palaces to amuse kings and princes. The task was to find the center and then return to the beginning point.
In the nineteenth century mazes became a popular entertainment in parks and other public places.
In America, navigating through a corn maze has become a popular form of recreation!
Piling on a wagon bed,
Snuggling on the hay,
Night air brisk and whistling,
A lonely hound at bay.
Creaking wheels groan o’er the path,
The tractor chugging ‘long,
The rider’s jouncing merrily,
They croon a joyful song.
Harvest moon a shimmering,
Illuminates the way,
Rolling ‘neath a starry palette,
Perched on bales of hay.
Climb back on, hang on tight,
Spin through a stand of trees,
We’re almost done, and glad I am,
The straw’s caused me to sneeze.
by Bryan Ridenour
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