Tag Archives: pasture

One Foggy Christmas Eve

25 Dec

Christmas Eve began gray, foggy and drizzly.

It must have been too foggy for Lemuel to see the fence because he was stuck.  Since he was stuck, I decided it was a perfect day to do a round of copper.

He gets stuck again, and I’ll put a horn apparatus back on him.

It really was time.  A couple of the girls are looking a bit depleted.  Hopefully, this will get their fur back in shape and help them out headed into winter.

Cinnamon

Flower

The sun came out later, and it was an unusually warm day, so it was actually pretty nice to go spend an afternoon with the goats.

Benji has gotten really friendly.

Ava

I hope you all have had a wonderful day.

The Shortest Day

21 Dec

Today is the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year.

Afternoon sun on Dec. 19th.

I am truly celebrating the sun’s return to the north and the lengthening of the days.

Aurora on the hill

The goats coming up from pasture

The sun setting in the far southwest corner of pasture.

Happy Yule!

Leftover Pictures

17 Dec

I really do struggle with what to blog about this time of year.  The days are short. The goats are just eating.

And I still haven’t seen Aphrodite come into heat, so oopsie babies are looking like a certainty.

Bambi

I still can’t get over how amazingly well Haley is doing.  I am so grateful for all the vets who helped to save her.

Haley Blackboer

I kinda feel bad for the amount of time Sky sits around waiting for me.

Sky

Just before Tansy broke in with the bucks, I noticed how much better she was looking.  I’m glad she will come in for extra feed; I’ll keep doing that since I assume she’s also going to give me oopsie babies, too.

Tansy and Cupid

The peacock was exploring the recently cleaned out corner–lots of leaves to sort through.

Maybeline is such a pretty girl.

Maybeline

Goats will be goats–that means good natured head butting.

Cinnamon and Daisy

Antigone and Pretzel

The goose just chilling.

Finally, here’s Tiger.  I still can’t get over how big he is.  I also wish he wouldn’t wake me up in the middle of the night by putting his nose up mine to force me into giving him attention.  Really…

Tiger

I hope you don’t mind leftovers again.