My town is an amazing small town!
Not only do I love that you have a farm just inside the city limits (or more than one), but they are super supportive of my farm just south of the town.
I do appreciate all of their support, and I hope they like the products and services that I provide.
Last weekend, I started milking half of Clover. Really. She lost her buckling, and her doe will still only suck from one side, so I’m milking the other one out. She’s figured out this is the entrance to the new milk room.
In these two glass jars is one day’s worth of milking one side of her out. I think that’s pretty good!
I am using this milk to make homemade goat’s milk lotion (and freezing some for more soap) to sell.
I’m really excited about making lotion, and I’ll have more new items coming to my soap room. I’m going to do another open farm this coming Saturday.
Hopefully, I stay healthy and feel like it’s a good idea to promote it a bit more this time. Hopefully, I can do this every weekend once I’m done teaching for the summer.
If you want, there’s still time to join in Friday’s Hunt. This week’s items are at the top of my sidebar.
I’m sharing with Scavenger Hunt Sunday (items in bold), Weekend Reflections, and The Barn Collective.
This week’s Scavenger Hunt Sunday Items are: sweet, not normal, ordinary day, smile, and different angle.
An ordinary day means an ordinary bird. I haven’t done much birding lately between weather and goats. Any time I see a bird I’d love to photograph, I’m in the middle of something without my camera. Today, you get a sparrow.
Different Angle: I usually don’t photograph the goats from up above, but sometimes it works out well.
Tommy and PJ
Sam is always good for a smile.
I’ve already told you that Clover is not normal. She has horrible feet that she inherited from her dad who got them from his mother. I will never keep a kid from her, and I think I’m going to retire her from breeding. Her feet just seem to keep getting worse.
Clover with Luther
If I could keep a girl from her, it would be Lexie. She is just the sweetest looking thing. She reminds me of that grandpa and great-grandma who are responsible for those bad feet.
Clover and Lexie
If only I could know whether or not she got those genes.
There’s still another day to join in this week’s Friday’s Hunt. If you want, the items are at the top of my sidebar.
I’m also sharing with Shadow Shot Sunday, Saturday’s Critters, Weekend Reflections, Camera Critters, Bird d’Pot.
Welcome back to Friday’s Hunt. I want to thank everyone who joined in last week. I had a lot of fun visiting everyone who linked up. I’m excited for week two! It’s very simple. Anyone can participate. The link opens at 7pm Central time and will close Sunday at 7pm, so you have plenty of time to enter. Hopefully, you’ll be inspired to visit some of the other entries.
If you didn’t participate this week but would like to next week, the topics will be: Starts with C, Week’s Favorite, and inside. I will always keep a list of the items for the coming week in my sidebar at the top. Without furthur ado, here’s my interpretations for the week.
Starts with B: Bouquet bokeh. I can’t help it. I’m an English teacher. I like the play on words.
Week’s Favorite: I’m looking forward to the end of the rain and mud, but I’ve also really enjoyed my winter evenings doing still lifes. The rose has been especially nice. It’s a good thing I live by myself with the mess I’m making.
Outside: The woodpeck was outside on the suet. I’m trying to figure out how to tell if it is a downy or a hairy. I’m thinking hairy. Any help?
Click the button below to link up and view the other participants. For some reason with the WordPress blog the linkup looks a little different. It’s the same as any other linkup; it only looks confusing. The first line is the url; the second is the name to be displayed; the last is an e-mail address (which is not displayed). If you prefer it to be easier (like me), you can click on the red Try Here, and it will look like it does on a Blogger platform.
I’m also sharing with Bird d’Pot and Weekend Reflections.