Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Registration Time

Our babies are all grown up now.

They are weaned and living without their parents.

It all happens so quickly.

Now that they are teenagers, it is time to register them.

We register our goats with the
International Fainting Goat Registry
and the Myotonic Goat Registry.

In order to do this we have to take very specific photos.
They must include a picture of each complete side, 
with at least one complete face shot,
and a picture of each of them fainting.

Becky and I spent a morning getting these pictures
but had no cooperation in the fainting department.
Nettie B.

It's funny, because they faint all the time....
just not on command!
Fred

Our babies are so friendly, 
that it is nearly impossible for Becky or I to startle them
enough to cause a "faint".
Sally

This weekend we are having guests.
That may be the perfect time to get "fainting" photos.
Strangers are more likely to produce the desired response.

Stay tuned next week for "Goats that Faint"!

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Here is one of our older goats, Myrtle.
This box that she is sitting in used to have a tree planted in it.
That is until the goats ate it!

Now it is a raised Goat bed!
I am not sure what the attraction is,
but they all take turns lying here.
Odd!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Traditions

Everyone loves traditions.

You know, those things that we look forward to at specific times.

Dogs are no exception to that.

They, too, love traditions... rituals, if you will.

Each morning, our dogs are used to the same ritual.

"Viteyum time"  we call it.

It's barely light outside and the call comes from the kitchen.

" Hey Maddie, hey Sadie, Oakley, Hickory,
it's viteyum time.  Come get your viteyummy-yums!"

Yes.  I said "vit-e-yum."
That's dogspeak for vitamin.
Each morning and evening, our older gals
get their glucosamine and anti-inflammatory medication
in a dollop of peanut butter.  
In the morning they each get a hard boiled egg yolk for breakfast.
Yummy!  Traditions are great!

Then Oakley and I take off for morning chores.
Lately, however, Hickory has decided to accompany me.
Down the driveway towards the barn we head....
Hickory, in the seat next to me on the Gator.
Oakley, running free through the woods, chasing rabbits.
He meets me at the barn shortly after my arrival there.

Down the driveway and into the orchard we stop.
To pick up our next passenger....
Bobby.

Off to the barn to start chores....
Two good buddies to help me...

Meanwhile, Moonbeam is knocking on the stall door with his shod front hoof.
Translation - "I'm ready for my breakfast too!"

Rituals are a good part of life.
They give the animals something to look forward to,
each and every day.

Rituals help to strengthen the bond between man and animal.
It's one of the ways we tell them how much we love them.

And we do love them!

Monday, June 28, 2010

We're Having a Heat Wave!

"Were having a heat wave....
A tropical heatwave...."
that's how the song goes.
And that is how our summer is going.
Hot.

Humid.

No appreciable rain.

My rain barrels are dry.

Let's hope the well doesn't follow suit!

So, what are my bees doing on these hot afternoons???


A rain dance!!

Let's hope they have some luck!

If you know any rain dances, will you do one for us, too??

Today's post is short and sweet.

Why?

Babies, dogs, ponies, goats, chickens, ducks, and garden
have me just a little overwhelmed at the present.
I need at least 6 extra hours in each day.

Any of you have any time to spare??
If so, ship it my way, please!

Have a great day.

I promise to have more fun stories the rest of the week.

But for now...
I'm off to do a rain dance!!





Friday, June 25, 2010

Teenager Troubles

Thursday evening (last night)....
Bigs in their dry lot,

Littles in theirs.

Scarlet still in the pasture,
alone.


Planned?

Not!

Our Miss Scarlet has a mind of her own.
"NO!! I don't wanna come in!!"

Put on a fly mask?
NO!!

Come in from the pasture?
NO!!

She stomps her feet, turns on her heels and
throws her little temper tantrum.

I have to admit....I am ready to throw in the towel.
Our good friend Nancy, who gave Scarlet to us,
I'm sure will take Scarlet back into her herd.
We think she needs another mare around her to put her in her place.
Obviously, I won't do!

To be continued.......

And here is our cute baby picture of the day....

Off to the duck pond for a walk...
Oh those ducks...they have a mind of their own, too.
They have stopped going back into their hut on their own
each evening.
That means that each evening around 8:30 Grammie and Grampie 
have to do the canoe round-up on the pond.
Silly ducks!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

A Pet-icure

Here are the two newest members of the family...
and by the way, the oldest and the youngest!

I thought this might make you smile!

Oh, and by the way, we loan Hickory out for this service!!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

What is a Weed?

"What is a weed? 
 A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered."
Ralph Waldo Emerson



Ponder, if you will, the common Roadside Lily.
AKA Railroad Lily
AKA Outhouse Lily
AKA Wash-house Lily
a plant, so prolific, that it has the potential
to become a noxious weed.

You can hardly drive a country mile
without passing at least 5 clumps of this
"weed" along the roadside.
It is so abundant that it is considered a native wildflower.

Order it from a catalog, and you have bought the Tawny Daylily.
Not a weed, but a perennial flower.

We have several clumps of these daylilies growing around our farm.
Each morning, the buds open at sunrise and close again at sunset...
each day's flowers replaced by new ones the next.
I have always wondered where they came from.

Was there once a Johnny Appleseed of Daylilies?
I guess not.
It seems they have always been here.
A weed, by virtue of the fact that they grow in the "wrong" place.
Not put there by human hand, 
but by a force of nature.

"A weed is but an unloved flower."
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Something else to ponder.....

"A man's children and his garden 
both reflect the amount
of weeding done during the growing season."
Author Unknown

It seems to me that the task at hand is to decide what are weeds and what are not!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Dirty Bob, Sparkey, and Baby Kisses

For Sale:
Two bucklings... still intact.
Born March, 2010.

These are the last of this Spring's kids...
still for sale.

Sparkey   

and Dirty Bob

Ok, Sparkey, you understand.  But "Dirty Bob?" you ask.

This is why....

Dirty Bob is the goat version of the Peanuts character
"PigPen".
He is always carrying half the goat yard on his coat.

These two are inseparable and would make very nice pets...
if neutered.  As Bucks, they are quite handsomely marked 
and would make great studs.
Anyone need some goats?

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The dogs have adjusted well to having a baby in the house.
They are all quite curious.
Especially Hickory (our 15 yr old)
Her maternal instincts have kicked in.
It seems she thinks her job is to shower him with kisses.
Or perhaps she thinks she is washing him.

It's a good thing we are not too fussy, here on the farm!

Tyler gets lots of attention...both human and canine.
What a curious creature, they think....especially when he cries.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Weekend Recap

I am writing this post at 10:00 PM Sunday evening.
The last several days have been a bit of a blur.
So many good things have happened here on the farm.
I thought I would share the highlights with you.

First and foremost, we brought Tyler Andrew 
(first grandchild, born on Friday morning)
home from the hospital.
Here he is strapped into his car seat for the ride home...
Not impressed....

Here is a picture of our hay field on Thursday morning,
just moments before it was cut.

It was baled on Saturday and we brought in 800 bales.
If weather conditions are right, we will be able to bring
in two more harvests this summer.
Our barn is full, now.
Becky's hayloft is half full.
(I think we need another barn!)


Scarlet, our new yearling pony, has decided that she is
officially a "Big"... refusing to bunk with the Littles.
Instead, she comes back in with Donnie and Moonbeam.
This seems to be working well, as she is not as bossy with the Bigs!
Everybody peacefully grazes together, now.

And, finally, the ducks have started to return to their duck hut 
each evening by themselves....no need for the canoe roundup anymore.
YAY!!!  Such big, teenage ducks they are!
Each morning, Methuselah paces on the shore of the pond,
outside the duck hut,
until I again open the door and free his new-found buddies.
Oh, what a happy duck he is!!
Hopefully, those teenagers continue to be in by curfew each night!

Thanks for stopping by.
And thanks so much for all the kind and heartfelt comments that you leave.
I love your comments...savoring each one.
I hope that wherever you may be, you have just the best week!

Friday, June 18, 2010

The Best of News.....

I have something to share with you....
I am happier than words can say!

Time Spent in a Garden

"Time spent in a garden

is not deducted from your lifespan."


I read this on a plaque 
and suddenly it became crystal clear why
my Nana lived to be 102 years old.

I cannot remember a day spent with my grandmother,
that didn't involve at least a little time
spent in the garden.

So, if the saying holds true, 
I should be in good shape 
for a very long life!

I cannot tell you how much I enjoy 
the time that I spend each day in my garden.

Unfortunately, that was not always the case.
Last year, for example, I called it my
"Garden of Weedin"
using many expletives that are not printable!

Enter the garden boxes...
and my garden suddenly became magical.

Interspersing flowers with the vegetables
has given this space a burst of color
and provided some insect control.

I use no chemicals in my garden,
other than good old fashioned elbow grease!

This past winter, I must admit, I had
some doubt about how gardening in boxes would turn out.
I can happily say, my fears were unfounded.
I have been able to harvest the same amount of vegetables
in much less space,
with almost no weeds.

Amazing!
(mega-sugar pea box) 

I am a believer!


One of my fears involved all of the vining plants 
and whether I would have adequate space for them -
or would they choke each other and everyone else out?

What I have learned is this....

Think outside the box!

Your large vines such as squashes and watermelons
need enough space for their roots.
The rest of the plant can vine itself right over the side of the box.

Cage your tomatoes and your cucumbers so that
they grow upward as tall as possible.
This allows for more plants in a smaller space.
Cucumbers, like tomatoes, don't understand boundaries.
They will vine themselves all over the place
sharing space like an overcrowded
tenement.
That's ok with me, as long as they keep making cukes.
And judging from all the flowers on the vines,
I should be able to open a pickle stand!

Lessons I have learned:

Onions have a sense of humor...
Pull tiny weeds everyday, and you stay ahead of the game.
Water, water, water  (rain barrels help tremendously).
Bring a friend for company.
I always seem to have a few spare friends.
(Not to mention a few colorful friends!)

Don't be afraid to experiment!
I am not one to follow "rules", so my garden becomes my
very own kingdom, where I get to make the rules.

Take time to just sit in your garden.
You'll be amazed at the visitors you will have....

Thanks for visiting my garden...
you are welcome to sit here with me
anytime...at least for the next 50 years or so!

"Ye ole garden shed"....home to every garden tool known
to woman!

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