There comes a time in every goat's life when this essential skill is learned... HEADBUTTING! Willow's lessons have begun at the hands of the four 7-month-old Nubians. Here is one of her first attempts with Blackstrap Becky as sparring partner:
Postcards from Little Seed - 9.20.12
Always many treasures to be found in the "red barn" (aka dilapidated shack).
Yesterday was sunny with a high of 70F - the goats loved it! Cooler temps mean happy goats out in the sun chomping on pasture all day.
So many of the plants on our farm suffered and almost died in the drought. The hydrangeas had started to bloom right before the 110F days hit... They fried and turned into sad little wispy brown crisps and I was sure they were done for... But they came back! I love how they look as if they could be made from porcelain, or marzipan...
Bridget and Willow, livin' and lovin' every day :)
This is just a glimpse of what we were up against in our bramble battle yesterday. The goats uncovered a massive dump pile under what looked like a bramble hill and now the work has begun in earnest to haul the junk out. The "junk" we've found has been everything from gates, telephone poles (with electrical boxes attached), a wagon, a roof, T-posts, fencing... And I'm sure, much much more. Yikes!
Some wild morning glory vines found their way in and up our rose bushes! ... A reminder that no matter what kind of thorny mess life throws your way, you've got to keep pushing through. There's light and beauty to be had on the other side, if you're willing to suffer a few scratches to get there.
Are You Ready For Some Farming?
Sophie napping on the reclamation scene
You may or may not know that Sunday was the first day of the NFL's regular season. Prior to moving to the farm I can't remember a fall Sunday where I didn't watch NFL football. Literally. Every Sunday for as long as I can remember I'd at least watch a game or two, if not more. But out here we don't have a TV signal and there's too much to do to sit down and watch TV for 3+ hours anyway.
Did I miss football this Sunday? Yes. Definitely. There was a nostalgia for sure. Would I rather have sat on the couch or at a bar and watched the game and drank beers with friends? I don't think so.
So what was on tap instead of football?