But rest assured, the goat hasn't turned us off farming.
I've got loads to write about -- our farewell to the goat (tomorrow, bright and early); our first "successful" visit with the farrier (notice the quotes around the word "successful"); the solution to our "how on earth will we be able to manage our 30 plus acres of hay field with no tractor?" problem (no, we did not buy a tractor); the organic growers meeting I attended last night that connected me with some local farmers doing amazing things with market gardens, hops and even yaks (yes, yaks!) and the crazy weather we're having that is bringing new meaning to the words "poopy mess." (I'm listening to a torrential downpour of rain right now... did I sleep through the rest of winter?)
But in the meantime, all I'm good for is posting a photo.
Here's one of Henry's random moments of happiness, keeping watch over his farm.
Okay, two photos. Just look at those ears!
Maybe, just one more: It's an equine conga line... cha-cha-cha! Okay, time for bed... I'm starting to find myself far too amusing.Click photo to enlarge
4 comments:
Ha! Cha-cha-cha!
So good to hear you're alive and well . . . and sounding very busy! Will eagerly await further post as to ALL that's been happening on Rowangarth Farm!
Our weather sounds a lot like yours . . . the area by our geese [who are poopy under the best of conditions] is . . . is . . . oh, I don't even want to think about it.
Lol love the cha-cha-cha and that is one handsome pup.
I can't wait to hear about how you are dealing with your hay field.
Yaks in Ontario? o.O
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