Get To Know Us
Welcome to Clover Farm! We are Erika and Dakota, proud parents to both a growing human and a whole lot of animals. What started as a way to raise our own food has turned into a small family farm. With a rich family history and a passion for giving our animals the best life possible, we’re excited to share the journey with you. Join us as we grow, both as a family and as a farm!
Our Story
Pictured on our wedding day with Bumble the rooster. We started Clover Farm in 2024. The name honors Erika's grandparents, Bev and Fred, who ran the original Clover Farm in Maine between 1960-2018.
We decided to raise our own food so we could know exactly where it came from and so our animals could have a better life than they’d get on commercial farms. Reviving the family farm name felt like the perfect place to start.
We began with a flock of chickens, which quickly grew to include ducks, turkeys, cows, goats, and pigs. Our chickens have free run of 13 acres in Auburn, Maine (plus the neighbors’ yards, because they're lawless). We make sure our animals have plenty of room to roam and feed them organic, soy-free, and corn-free feed whenever possible.
In short, we didn’t want meat birds that just sat at the feeder all day getting fat on corn. Our goal is simple: raise happy animals and share our high-quality eggs and meats with others as we grow Clover Farm.
The Roosters
These guys are the protectors of the coop and our best source of entertainment.
Aaron ("A-A-Ron"), a Brahma, came in our very first box of chicks and ruled the roost until Bumble took over. Bumble, our rescue rooster, got his name from the way he bumbled around after a nasty frostbite winter but don’t feel bad for him. Now he’s fully recovered and living his best life as flock police, ready to take on predators (and for some reason, any patterned pants).
Pierre is our miniature rooster with the biggest attitude and the loudest crow. Vincent is the street-smart one, keeping a low profile but always knowing what’s up. And Ricky Bobby, born and raised here, spends most of his time trying (and mostly failing) to impress the ladies.
Egg Layers
It all started with a “quick look” at Tractor Supply and ended with us CLUCKding over a dozen breeds of chickens.
Brahmas and Australorps led to Barred Rocks and Buff Orpingtons, and before long, we had Bantams (including a Silkie), Rhode Island Reds, Leghorns, Olive Eggers, Ameraucanas, Copper Marans, and more.
That’s why every carton of eggs is different; our flock is full of personality, not factory-selected for max production. (Fun fact: only two of our girls, the Leghorns, would even be found in a commercial setting.)
Rocky
Honorable mention goes to Rocky, our 25-year-old retired Appaloosa, who’s basically the farm’s elder statesman. These days he spends his time hanging out with the chickens and calmly observing the chaos without getting involved.
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