Can't believe that two weeks have passed since I last posted. Very dull for anyone who regularly reads this blog. I have been away for a week, on another little road trip north, to the wedding of an old friend's daughter. I had a great time, but Martin had to stay home and look after everything. I don't think he had so much fun. The "casserole kids (baby poddy bunnies)" all died of mysterious causes. Sad when early on it seemed we would manage to raise them. People say they are easy to kill with kindness. Then he needed to pull a couple of lambs, check lambing ewes in horrible wet windy conditions, and feed things, while he would rather be inside, in front of the fire while watching NASCAR racing, American football, baseball or bull riding, (never was a bull that couldn't be rode, never was a man that couldn't be throwed )
New kids on the block
The night we got home Laura's first goat kidded, and we have been in goat mode ever since. I think our imagination failed us when we said yes to goats. If we are to milk them, it means we have to be serious about "getting up and out there" at the same time every morning, and dedicated to milking for months. I am not the worlds greatest morning person, (especially since the children have grown up). Martin has spent two days building a milking stand, and is fed up with my constant modifications, ah well such is farming! ( Anyone for goat's cheese at a $1000 per kilo?)
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