Garden Therapy

Gardening is something I haven't done in for-ev-er. Goats make it impossible. A little public service announcement....goats will get out and they will destroy everything and the garden goes first. So with the goats always besting every attempt I make at keeping them in (though this year we've been pretty successful...famous last words) I decided…

Bucolic

Okay followers, like I said in my previous post, I’m going to work harder at being more consistent with my posts. Of course, they probably won’t have much direction...a reflection of my scattered brain. Seems fitting, right? Last week was a quiet one but we were making some adjustments on our modest farmstead. My parents,…

Raising Greatness

I made her. This wonderful, amazing, open-minded, charismatic, self-assured little woman...she's mine.

If By Cleaning…You Mean Total Destruction

It started with a shelf. That’s usually how it always starts. It’s one item, in one room, that I want to rearrange so that, when I look at it, it offers some glimpse of serenity in the chaotic mess. Like every half-hatched plan I work up in my mind...it usually goes far beyond a simple…

County Fair Detox

These county fair things are no joke, you guys. No joke at all. This year was another 4H year and though it didn't go as planned, it was still enough of a success to provide proud moments for my little 4H'ers. We entered two chickens this year for the fair which was done at break-neck,…

Twist in the Plan

The plan was to get through December blogging every day with a given prompt. As it has a tendency to do, life got in the way in a very big, very chaotic and very unexpected way. We have...hm...HAD...a herd of 11 goats with one clearly looking like she was going to drop babies at any…

The Weather Today

I feel like this could be a one sentence post. It’s cold. To elaborate...it is freakin’ cold. It’s so cold that I didn’t bother asking my husband how his day was because I knew what the answer would be. Cold. And tomorrow morning...even colder. This time of year is always far more gorgeous when enjoyed…

The Crazy Goat Lady

I'm going to own this title. Seriously...own it. I'm one batch of oatmeal molasses cookies away from certifiable. But I love it. Wow, do I ever love it. If you would have told me four years ago that I would truly enjoy raising goats and immerse myself in every chore that came with it, including…

Spring has Sprung

Holy ick, I haven't written in forever. FOREVER. I've had plenty to write about. There's no lack of excitement in my life unless you're not a mom and not running a small farmstead and understand what it means to close down a bar, go to an after party, cliff dive, sky dive...anything with the word…

Flip Flops are Not for Farming

So the city gal in me is learning the hard way that flip-flops are not for farming. What I wouldn’t give for a pair of sturdy, worn cowgirl boots right about now. My poor feet are beat up from stepping on rocks, nails (thank God I’m up to date on my tetanus shot), and various…