I have struggled to get this post up since Flora’s kids were born. Anybody who has children knows how difficult it is to get a picture of more than one of them where they are all smiling, all looking at the camera and preferably all have clean faces. Now add two goat kids in the mix and, well, you can imagine the difficulty. So, here are some of my haphazard attempts at putting these 5 kids onto the blog: …
I’ve been holding off on writing any posts because (a) it’s been a particularly difficult week for our family this week and (b) I’d assumed that Flora would deliver and that would be our next post. Alas, that has not happened. She is 4 days overdue and doesn’t seem to be in any hurry. Meanwhile, our grocery budget has increased dramatically what with us buying various types of organic and grass-fed milk. Purchasing raw milk, though it would certainly be…
Now that the ducks are laying again, we’ve decided to try and use them for what their original purpose was: hatching eggs. For those of you who may have remembered, last year Gabe found himself with $50 to spend, which he wanted to use to buy a drake (male duck) to breed with our duck hens. His idea was to hatch the eggs and sell ducklings at a profit. After all, Silver Appleyards are considered a rare heritage breed, and…
We had a different post all written. A nice, spring-y post. One about warm weather, impending goat kids, and poultry resuming their laying. Then of course, ‘something’ happened. That ‘something’ was a snowstorm. One of the biggest of the year, following on the heels of the beautiful balmy weather I’d written about. If I’m honest, we had been hoping for some snow around here. Steve and the boys wanted to go out skiing again (the 50 degree weather from last…
It’s been a little while since we’ve been on here last thanks to a stomach bug that ripped through our household last week. Only Rachel made it through unscathed on that one. The boys and I got walloped pretty bad. Daniel was the toughest. Daniel doesn’t have the self awareness the older boys do to get to the bathroom in time, so wherever he happened to be was precisely where he would get sick. Consequently, we put about 2,000 miles…