Tag Archives: Myson

Another Day in Pasture

12 Oct

I am trying to walk more.  It’s been a rough year to try and get out and just walk and enjoy pasture, so I’m trying to do more of that.

Silly wethers–Myson and Casey

It makes me happy to climb the hill and see the herd out there.

The herd

This is the back hill that was just made into hay.

Aurora

Popcorn

With the tiny bit cooler weather and the little rain we’ve had, it’s still growing.  That’s good.

Daisy

If we don’t get early snow and ice, the goats will still be able to feed themselves off pasture until the end of the year.

Penelope, Cupid, and Zinnia catching up to the rest of the herd

That also makes my life much easier.

Out In Pasture

6 Oct

I still have the goats out on the back pasture, but it won’t be long before I have to bring them onto only the front half.

Myson

Hilda and Rosie

They better enjoy it while they can.

Popcorn

The llamas won’t be happy about the change, but they’ll just have to adjust.

Aurora

I think Perdita is happy to be back with the herd and have more room to run and play and bounce.

Perdita and Pretzel racing down the hill.

Haley makes me smile every time I see her out there with the herd.

LilyAnn and Haley sharing the remains of a tree for a good scratch between the horns.

Life is good.

Lemuel, Glover, and a Plan

28 Sep

Lemuel is still up north where he can’t get stuck; he’s also doing quite well after being wormed and getting some copper.

Lemuel Goodberry

Glover has always been good, and looking at how bulky he is, it’s easy to see why I didn’t think I was ever going to get him out of Joani.

Glover Osboer right before he left the farm.

I don’t think I’ve ever shared where these two names come from.  They are family names.  In fact, I just had a cousin give me some old family photos, and it included this one of my second great-grandparents.  His dad was Lemuel, and his dad was Glover.  That Glover was named after his step-father.  Seriously.

Glover Perin (1839 – 1914) and Jane Barbee Perin (1838 – 1922)

Anyhow, with the boys having family names and receiving these pictures, and driving past the farm where my grandpa grew up with the detour to the sale barn,

and a blogging friend who stopped in to visit moving to a town where my mother’s family came from, mom and I really became nostalgic for the good old days of taking genealogy trips.

John and Patty (Books, Cooks, and Looks) with Myson

That means, we are planning a road trip for next summer.  I have to rethink my kidding and milking plans to accommodate the trip and con people into helping take care of the animals, but I really hope we can make it happen.  I’ve been back to doing research on the Internet, and I found a cemetery that I’m related to most of the residents going back to 1658.  I’m excited!