(It has a happy ending.) Hit by a Farm won a 2007 GCLS award and was a finalist for a 2006 Lambda Literary Award. Her memoir, Hit by a Farm: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Barn, was an Insightout Bookclub bestseller and chronicles what happened to her relationship and her writing career when she agreed to help her partner start the farm. About the Author Catherine Friend and her partner of over twenty-five years raise sheep, ducks, and goats on their southeastern Minnesota farm. As Claire and Sochi are drawn into a web of intrigue, betrayal, and greed, they discover that love complicates everything. If Claire finds the treasure first, Sochi is going to steal it. She has two jobs-one within the law, one considerably outside it. Claires ex, Sochi Castillo, has her own plans for the tomb. Shes helped in her quest by old friends and by a strange connection to an ancient copper egg.

She must find the tomb before looters do. Archeologist Claire Adams receives a mysterious package that lures her to Peru in search of a treasure-filled tomb. It is also a coming-of (middle)-age story of a woman trying to cross the divide between who she is and who she wants to be, and the story of a couple who say 'goodbye city life' - and learn more than they ever bargained for about love, land, and yes, sheep sex.Book Synopsis The ancient Chim believed their people came from three eggs: the rulers from a gold egg, their wives from a silver, and the workers from a copper egg. Hit by a Farm is a hilarious recounting of Catherine and Melissa's trials of 'getting back to the land'. What ensues is a crash course in both living off and with the land that ultimately allows Catherine to help fulfill Melissa's dreams while not losing sight of her own.

When self-confessed 'urban bookworm' Catherine Friend's partner of 12 years decides she wants to fulfill her lifelong dream of owning a farm, Catherine agrees.

I was there with my partner Melissa, the woman I'd lived with for 12 years, because we were going to start a farm. This took place one blustery November day when I joined other shepherd-wannabes for a class on the basics of raising sheep. Mine began crumbling the day I knelt behind a male sheep, reached between his legs, and squeezed his testicles.

Hit by a Farm by Catherine Friend