Chasing Time to Find My Passion
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… Continue reading Garden Therapy
The seasons are changing here...quickly. We had a moment where we could breathe in that crisp fall air with the sun still warming everything while the colors of summer slipped into the gorgeous, bold hues of fall. And then it snowed. With the snow came the wind which effectively took care of any leaves clinging… Continue reading Too Much to Do
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,… Continue reading Bucolic
I made her. This wonderful, amazing, open-minded, charismatic, self-assured little woman...she's mine.
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,… Continue reading County Fair Detox
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… Continue reading Twist in the Plan
This writing prompt is certainly fitting for today. Late Sunday morning, my phone started blowing up with alerts that we were in for a winter storm at the least, a blizzard at the most. Usually, my days off fall on Fridays but I have an amazing boss that allowed me to switch it from Friday… Continue reading
It started so simple - four baby goats, a little bit of land, a couple bottles. One year later, there is no simplicity. None. Not even a trace of what simplicity there used to be. I’ve been MIA again...for several reasons. A major one being...the mess that is politics. It hasn’t calmed. Not even a… Continue reading It Started so Simple
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… Continue reading The Crazy Goat Lady
Such a serious title for a blog post, right? I really hesitated on blogging in light of all of the recent unfortunate events taking place on our farmstead. No one wants to speak the hard truths that come with raising livestock. They want to post the happy pictures of broody hens, thriving livestock and abundant… Continue reading No Sugar Coating here
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