we explore coming from the city and living in Maine, keeping chickens, homeschooling, cooking good food and trying to grow it, building a wood-fired pizza oven, bringing home our goats (finally!), reading wonderful books, stirring the compost, and taking time to smell the petunias.
SPRING MEANS THE BABY CHICKS ARE HERE!
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*by Rosie*
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Here are some pictures of the new baby chicks! Their names are: Bessie,
Franny, Hattie, Lottie, Midge, and Sunny.
*Bessie*
*Franny*
*Hat...
I don't know why it still surprises us, Rachel. Blossom and Fern walk around with a lot of goat spit in their ponytails! I keep my hair so short that the goats only try to eat the pockets off my jeans.
Oh ouch! I've experienced goats tugging my hair. Mine's straw colored, so who can really blame them for trying, but darn it...it hurt! Now I tie my hair up in a bun near ever-curious goats. Despite that, I'm still smitten with your goats. Totally adorable.
Oh, believe me, Clare, we are still smitten with our goats too. The ouch moments come but go. There are many more awwwww moments. I can imagine hair the color of straw would delight our goatie girls!
Toni, I'm glad it made you chuckle. We laughed too.
Conny, I know! That expression is priceless. Fortunately, she wasn't hurt as much as surprised. You'd think she would be used to the goat munching her hair.
Catherine, thank you! And I'm so happy you made the torte. I have this fear that frost will take the last of the raspberries before I get one more this season. I'm thrilled you love it as much as I do.
Meems, it was a lucky accident that I had the camera pointed and set on burst mode. Serendipity.
Lisa, I have goats and tweens, so I'm getting an inkling about teenagers and their appetites! Good luck. At least your boys have a mom who loves to cook (and does it so beautifully)!
And you said it all so beautifully, Nan. I guess we are in the process of learning how to live in our goats' world. Thanks for flagging your charming and very apt post!
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Oh the joys of getting a ponytail or pigtail to close to a goat! I've had more than a few pulled out by a wily goat.
Adorable photos!
I don't know why it still surprises us, Rachel. Blossom and Fern walk around with a lot of goat spit in their ponytails! I keep my hair so short that the goats only try to eat the pockets off my jeans.
That has GOT TO BE the best series of photos! Love it..and Blossom is adorable!
Thanks, Colleen! Goat kisses quickly morph into goat nibbles. I'm sure you could turn it into high comedy!
Oh ouch! I've experienced goats tugging my hair. Mine's straw colored, so who can really blame them for trying, but darn it...it hurt! Now I tie my hair up in a bun near ever-curious goats. Despite that, I'm still smitten with your goats. Totally adorable.
Oh, believe me, Clare, we are still smitten with our goats too. The ouch moments come but go. There are many more awwwww moments. I can imagine hair the color of straw would delight our goatie girls!
Oh... that was good! Thanks for the chuckle! Just precious!!! And for sharing Blossom and Clover with us!
I love the expression on Blossom's face in the last frame: Hey! That really hurt! Glad the goaties and girls are doing well. ~ Conny
Toni, I'm glad it made you chuckle. We laughed too.
Conny, I know! That expression is priceless. Fortunately, she wasn't hurt as much as surprised. You'd think she would be used to the goat munching her hair.
I can't believe I just found your blog. It is fabulous. Those are some super cute goats! I will definitely be bookmarking it.
Amy! I'm so glad you're here!
Oh, I love this serie! We made your raspberry-chocolate torte tonight! It was DELICIOUS!
Catherine, thank you! And I'm so happy you made the torte. I have this fear that frost will take the last of the raspberries before I get one more this season. I'm thrilled you love it as much as I do.
TINY GOATS!!! Oh so very cute! Love the pictures!!
Leigh, yes, they are tiny. But you know the saying about dynamite... Thank you!
Awwww, what a cute series of photos. How nice that you captured that on camera! Both your daughter and the goat is just adorable.
I think you could replace the "goats" with "teenagers" in my house, lol.
Meems, it was a lucky accident that I had the camera pointed and set on burst mode. Serendipity.
Lisa, I have goats and tweens, so I'm getting an inkling about teenagers and their appetites! Good luck. At least your boys have a mom who loves to cook (and does it so beautifully)!
Oh, June. I can only say 'good luck.' I've already said it all here:
http://lettersfromahillfarm.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-poem-by-james-hayford.html
And you said it all so beautifully, Nan. I guess we are in the process of learning how to live in our goats' world. Thanks for flagging your charming and very apt post!
This photo sequence says: "Fun, fun, NOT fun!" Isn't that often the way? (Adorable, nonetheless.)
Too funny! I'll never forget when a goat ate a big chunk out of my mom's dress when we were at a petting zoo!
So cute!!!
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