First and foremost, here is the goat I got for my birthday…
It’s a start! And it is a handsome goat to be sure. I’m positive that even more goaty goodness will be a part of my near future.
I also acquired some new birds. Meet Myrtle, Pearl, and Gertrude. We have the ducks in the chicken coop, so the chickens get the dog run. At night they sleep Snoopy style, perched on top of the dog house.
There’s one more girl who isn’t in the picture and that is Freebird. When El-D opened the carrier to her new home, she wasn’t having any of it. In a blink of an eye Freebird scaled the 6 foot fence and hightailed it to the ravine. She spent the night doing chicken things in the great wild. The next day, El-D spotted her strutting around the pond. He grabbed a net and the chase was on. She is now adjusting to her new life in the dogrun.
It hasn’t happened yet, but I *might* start eating eggs again now that I know they aren’t fertilized and that the eggs are laid by chickens I know and love. Here’s what their eggs look like.
Here’s a gratuitous picture El-D doing manly stuff.
He cut down Ugly Tree (we really have names for everything around here) and after that he wanted to make something with all the wood, so I suggested stools we can sit on around a bonfire (or a cauldron, whatever) for Halloween. Here’s what came of that idea…
It looks like a place to do some sort of weird ritual. We should invent one. Any suggestions? And here is an okra blossom!
And get a load of these three silly grasshoppers!
Upclose they looked like they were smiling for the camera.
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September 6, 2013 at 10:44 am
Amy
Your farm looks like the happiest place on earth! I suggest eating the eggs. If you have any extras, send them my way! I like eggs from my head down to my legs! 🙂
September 7, 2013 at 1:25 am
Lunar Euphoria
If you keep up those rhymes, I’m going to start calling you Amy Seuss!
The farm is my happiest place on earth, for sure.
We missed you at yoga last night.
Today I traded four eggs for two jars of homemade pickles. I’m sort of ecstatic about this.
September 8, 2013 at 5:24 pm
Jackie Cangro
What happy tidings from your farm. I loved all the photos — the grasshoppers especially as they remind me of the lovely Mary Oliver poem.
PS – The goat you received for your birthday sure is low maintenance. 🙂