Today was hay day. And no, I’m not referring to the app for your smartphone. Hay day means something entirely different around here, and it requires a heckuva lot more work than swiping your finger to feed your virtual livestock. Today, we had 100 bales of hay delivered for the goats. They go through 2 ½ to 3 bales a week, so this should last us through late April. I’ve talked about the rain we’ve had and the havoc that it’s…
A few months ago, I’d planned on banana bread for breakfast. I had mixed it up the evening before, and since I didn’t have time to bake it that night I planned to put it in the oven in the morning. And then I overslept. At 7:30, with three boys yelling about grumbling tummies, I added some extra milk to the batter, and Banana Bread Pancakes were born! They’re now one of our favorites, although I don’t make them nearly…
Our girl Flora has had us stumped lately. Remember when Rachel posted about all those goat untruths? You know, where she mentioned how goats aren’t the crazy, acrobatic, aromatic, vociferous creatures as they are so reputed? Well, we certainly stand by all that, but lately we have been struggling with goaty milk. Pepper’s milk is every bit as rich and creamy as it as ever been; if Pepper was the only goat we had we’d never know that there was…
The ducks have officially started molting, the period of time in which they replace their feathers. There are feathers EVERYWHERE. It looks like a down comforter was ripped to bits out there. The ducks themselves are looking pretty haggard. What feathers they do have are misshapen and sticking out at odd angles. I’m looking forward to this being over. This also means that they have temporarily ceased laying… the protein and the energy that it takes to grow new feathers…
Perhaps you’ve noticed we’ve been quiet for almost 2 weeks now. Well, that would be the fact that we spent 7 days as staff members for CAMPS, a retreat for high school students. I’ll post about it later, for now I’ll post about what happened while we were away. Pepper somehow lost her collar. This made it difficult for our goatsitter to milk, as to do so we clip the collar to a stanchion to keep her still. Fortunately, a…