Puddle in the Pasture

A view of the Pacific Northwest from the back yard.




Saturday, February 14, 2009

Milk


Today is the third day I milked my sheep,
it's not as easy as milking a goat, a goat's udder is a little bigger than a sheep and so it is more managable.

Not only that, but my sheep is not very tame.
First I have to chase her around the pen, then I drag her to the door and open the half broken thing that it is, pull her through it not letting any body else out.

Oh and what a chore getting her on the milk stand!

Of course I have a little grain waiting for her so she tries a little but not enough to make it easy, after that every thing runs pretty smooth, she dosn't kick to much and she gets off the stand nicely, I suppose with a little time she'll get it.


As for the milk, it's pretty good, a little sweeter than cows milk, I don't taste a lot difference, but then, I've been drinking soy and rice milk for the past two years.





Saturday, February 7, 2009

Ahh, Life On The Farm

This is Daphne and her lamb Daffodil.


Daphne wasn't suppose to lamb this year,

but she did any way, surprise!


That's okay though because Daffodil is so cute.

We have had a lot of singles this year.
It's best to have twins, not sure why we're having so many singles. We do pretty much the same things every year. But something is obviously different.



This is Anna's bottle lamb, she has another one this evening.
Sorry, I don't have any pics, but trust me, they pretty much all look the same.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

My Ducks

The Dutch Hookbills are heading to bed,


they have to bunk with the turkeys,


although they don't seem to mind,


while their house is being built.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Then God Said

"Let the land produce vegetation:"
It's amazing He can just say it and it is,
and what is, is amazing!

Monday, December 15, 2008

Turkeys


Turkeys are a funny bird.
They are not very smart and can't see in the dark at all,
even when I go out a little late I can still see but they go scurrying in the wrong direction.
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In the pic above these ones have just been let out in the snow for the first time.
They gobbled constantly and ran around a little more crazy than usual, and that was after not wanting to get out of their barn. Snow really freaks some folks out!
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I have had a lot of fun raising my turkeys,
although it hasn't been all perfect, I've lost a few to the coyotes and other vermin.
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But I love learning about them and their instincts.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

St. Nicholas Day



Hurray, hurray for St. Nicholas day,
we can start reading his autobiography!
He loves goat cheese and chocolate chip cookies,
and would prefer it if we would all leave him some,
there is no goat cheese at the North Pole.

He started life in Lycia, in the third century,
was orphaned at nine years old,
his parents having had him in their fifties
didn't live long in his life.
He became known for being a secret gift giver.
When the father of the young women who received
Nick's legendary first gift of money for dowries,
confronted Nicholas, he was told that it was
God alone
that the father should thank.


St Nicholas is a good example of
Christian gift giving.
The thought of him inspires me to
give not only gifts but also
hope and the love of Christ
to those who need Him.
The credit going to God alone.





Isn't this cloud cool?

Can't you see this as Santa's hat
or the swirl of air
caused by his speeding sleigh?

It is an altocumulus standing lenticularis,
or lenticularis, because it looks like a lens.
Nicknamed lennies, they indicate large
vertical air movement, big lifts
where moist stable air moves over a
mountain or mountain range.
All that technical stuff
But it is still a
cool cloud.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Advent

The calendar has turned.
The first candle has been lit.


The Nativity Scene is set.


My favorite Advent calender has been started.


Christian practice can be summed up by the word
patience.
In the New Testament
patience means waiting for God
for any length of time,
not going away,
and not giving in to boredom
or discouragement.
—Thomas Keating Cistercian priest and monk