Sissy and Peter.
Almost like Sissi and Franz, but without any imperial trimming. More like Heidi and Peter – simple and likeable. No baby goats, but instead around 20 hens that happily cluck around Sissy’s apple groves.
But first thing’s first, as Peter’s story starts a bit later.
When her grandfather died, Sissy Pfeifer’s father needed someone to help him manage the farm. After all, there was almost too much work for only 2 hands. Young Peter volunteered. He had always been interested in farming, and that was reason enough for him to attend the Fachoberschule für Landwirtschaft in Auer, a technical college for agriculture. He was the only one in his class who didn’t have his own farm. “I’ll simply have to marry a farmer,” he answered when his friends teased him. And that is exactly what happened. A man with a vision. Many years later, he found a likeable farmer with whom he could share a farm and actually manage it: Sissy.
“If you’re going to do it, go organic” – in this case as well, a man with a vision – and not least to the joy of Sissy’s father, who was interested in the concept back in the 1990s. But the time was not right for it then – or he himself was not. Now, however, the time seemed more than right.
But first thing’s first, as Peter’s story starts a bit later.
When her grandfather died, Sissy Pfeifer’s father needed someone to help him manage the farm. After all, there was almost too much work for only 2 hands. Young Peter volunteered. He had always been interested in farming, and that was reason enough for him to attend the Fachoberschule für Landwirtschaft in Auer, a technical college for agriculture. He was the only one in his class who didn’t have his own farm. “I’ll simply have to marry a farmer,” he answered when his friends teased him. And that is exactly what happened. A man with a vision. Many years later, he found a likeable farmer with whom he could share a farm and actually manage it: Sissy.
“If you’re going to do it, go organic” – in this case as well, a man with a vision – and not least to the joy of Sissy’s father, who was interested in the concept back in the 1990s. But the time was not right for it then – or he himself was not. Now, however, the time seemed more than right.