Babies are coming, babies are coming!!!! Several weeks ago, we made a trip to a goat farm where we’ll be getting at least two, possibly three, doelings to start our own little herd of Nigerian dwarf dairy goats. They have a number of expecting does, and babies have begun to arrive! Of the first two born, one baby is a doeling–a female, and the other is a buckling–a male. So now I’m planning another trip to the goat farm next week to see the babies–maybe by then there will be more births. I might even be able to pick out the ones that will be ours!
(Photo of the newborns courtesy Missy Prescott at Destiny Groves Farm.)
Could they be cuter? I can hardly wait till baby goats are frolicking on our farm!
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15 and 17 in the rocking chairs, Princess and a friend on the porch swing.
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I know when I posted pictures of my obstacle garden recently that many of you felt great pity for me, and I feel compelled to confess that that was not my real garden.
I was too humble to post pictures of my real garden and I didn’t want anyone to feel inadequate. But I must, now, show you my real garden.
I know. What can I say? It is so awesome.
My peas are coming along nicely.
As are my onions.
Weeds dare not touch my tomatoes.
And my corn is coming up.
Please, do not be afraid now of my amazing and fabulous garden. I can’t help it if I have incredible botanical skills, if I have a soul-mate type connection with the earth, if the very soil speaks to me and sings my name. It’s a gift, a blessing, a wondrous–
Who is that in my garden? GEORGIA!! What is SHE doing in MY garden?!
“If you ever want to have a garden like mine, Suzanne, you’re going to have to work. You’re going to have to–”
“pick up–”
“–that–”
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This old horse is named Taco. I drive by Taco every day on the way to drop the Princess at the old farmhouse for the school bus. He’s old and I hear he needs to be put to sleep, so every day I see Taco, I’m happy he’s still here….. I will miss him when he goes.
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