04 September 2019

The storm has passed

We still have both power and internet!  It's still windy, but the rain may be over for now.  Thankfully, it was not as bad as Michael or Irma ... not by a long shot.  We may have one small tree down in the back of the pasture, but that's it.

Words of wisdom from the storm prep this time: "There is just no reasoning with a broody hen."  If she still wants to sit a nest tomorrow, I will let her.

30 August 2019

Hurricane preps already completed

Just a quick note here to let everyone know we did our hurricane preps Tuesday and Wednesday, before it was even upgraded to hurricane status.  With it slowing down and now not expected to make landfall until Tuesday, I may need to get more chocolate chip cookies before it hits.

15 April 2019

Goats for sale and progress bottling the keeper girls

First up, a short progress report on bottling Molly's two daughters, who will be two weeks old Wednesday.  I'm not entirely sure which girl was born first, but Madison (as in Dolly Madison), the girl with the smaller white spot on her forehead, took to the bottle almost immediately, and yesterday took down at least 8 of 9 ounces in the big bottle, plus squabbling for a teat once I let Molly into the pen.  The other girl, whom I originally was going to name Flanders (as in Moll Flanders) but looks more like a Francis (like Baby in Dirty Dancing), finally got a good latch-on this morning and chugged half the big bottle on her own.  So, two bottle babies out of three!  And as Meatloaf sang, "Two outta Three Ain't Bad," especially since these are the first of Molly's kids I've ever gotten on the bottle.  The boy, Pitcher (as in Molly Pitcher) is still not sure about the bottle idea, but I hope to change that the next few mornings.

Because my pasture will only support six adult goats in a dry year, keeping Molly's two daughters means I will need to sell two of the adult herd.  So far, I've decided on selling Tangie, the pretty girl who tends to have singles, but also has the temperament to make a good pet.
Tangie, ADGA registered adult in milk

Cocoa Puff's ornery little imp, whom I call Cinnabon
I'll be taking sales pages up for each to TSC in Palatka today when we do the feed run.

12 April 2019

Another set of triplets from Molly

Molly finally kidded last week on Wednesday (the 3rd), wrapping up this year's kidding season in fine style with healthy, good-sized triplets.  The first two were girls, as I had told Molly before taking her to be bred that I would very much like two daughters from her and Harry.  I was beginning to wonder if there were only the two when Molly laid down and delivered the boy.  According to one of my goat books, this is unusual, as "95% of the time" when both genders are in a kidding, the boys will be born first.  All three are horned, which means I need to fire up the disbudding iron, and hope I do a better job than I did with Cocoa Puff.  I'm working on switching them over to the bottle, as bottle babies are so much friendlier.  The punchline here is, after over 7 weeks of refusing, yesterday morning Cocoa Puff's daughter Cinnabon decided she wanted to try the bottle.
"Molly loves that camera -
she always thinks it is food."

almost like three peas in a pod

now you can see all three faces

02 April 2019

A picture a week of a garden box






Just hubby's weekly pictures of the lettuce and broccoli bed, with the last three being the most recent, where you can see the lettuce bolted, although not before we got several good salads out of it.  The broccoli has sort-of bolted, in that right now there are only three crowns not yet past eating stage.  They should all do side shoots in good style, though, so all is not lost.

21 March 2019

Springtime


latest two hatches of Wyandottes


light-colored chick appears RED,
but still a full Wyandotte



Lacey and kits





Brooke and kits




the broccoli and lettuce bed

Dutch-Boy, at Frank & Caroline's
Hope y'all enjoy these pics and vids, courtesy of hubby's smart-phone.  Commentary later.

19 February 2019

Add three more goat kids

Maggie finally kidded.  Three little boys, who all look like their sire, Harry Houdini, except one appears to be polled.  The apparently-polled one is also the one most inclined to take the bottle, which will make him the perfect replacement for his sire, who is living up to his name a bit too well for Frank and Caroline.

Pictures maybe tomorrow, if the ones from this afternoon turned out decent.  If not, there will be more pics after the rain passes.

Oh, Brooke is due to kindle sometime tomorrow, and I am gathering more eggs for the incubators.  Busy, busy, busy!  We're both tired right now.