Monday, December 22, 2008

Dairy Entry, Dec. 22


More progress. Last week, the goats were just so loving, especially Cocoa who is leaning on me. They all wanted attention...even Ginger.

We have been experiencing sporadic cold weather in the hill country. On especially cold mornings, I give them oatmeal to warm their bellies. Sean calls this their goat Wheaties. They get so playful afterward.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Coming Soon...



a garden! I hope that I will consequently also have more toned arms and abs. Why? Because I am sifting--by hand, mind you--the rocks from the garden. Hence all the "equipment" in the picture. Libby is supervising.

Ok, I am at least trying to sift about half of the rocks. I am probably about 25 to 30% done. The January planting window is just around the corner and while I don't expect to have the entire garden sifted like flour by January, I do hope to have a portion done to allow for some plants. Broccoli, cauliflower, fennel, carrots, YUM!! More garden pictures forthcoming.

Animal News: The goats now enjoy the pasture during the day. We started letting them out and they are doing quite well. Can you tell we are new to goats with all the concern? I even built them a straw bale "igloo" for the cold and windy weather we experienced earlier this week. The wind was howling so I stacked straw bales to protect them. It worked somewhat but they were still shivering in the morning. I made them warm oatmeal and must have boiled about 5 gallons of water to thaw their drinking water.

They have begun to roam with the llamas and Jasper on occasion. Additionally, I am happy to report that Ginger, the most skittish of the goats, is warming up to us. As you can see here, she is letting me pet her.

I have now nicknamed her Stevie. If you scratch between her shoulders, she will sway her head in pure pleasure...just like Stevie Wonder when he sings. I am very pleased that she is becoming more confident with us. They still need a lot of training, but there is noticeable progress. I keep reading and re-reading my books on goats. I am a very anxious herdess.

And, finally, it is just not a post without a picture of Jasper. He was very upset that he could not come into the upper pasture. He was stomping at the ground and here he was wrapping his mouth around the gate in the hopes he could pry it open. Obviously, he was not minding the sign.