“In the silence,
I could hear the distinct sound of goats maa-ing in the barn.
Lying there listening to them made me smile, too.
I’d always loved goats – every one of them different from every other one,
and all of them goofy and playful.”
After a two-day glimpse of Spring, Winter returned with frosty mornings and icy winds. Brrr. Winter’s arrival heralded another arrival: this sweet little chap who was born yesterday. He is dark brown with one white foot and has a powerful set of lungs. I can hear him bleating above the entire herd. We are smitten with him.
Bear spotted him after we returned home from a day out running errands and hurried up to the house to tell me. I quickly bundled up in Bear’s flannels and trackies and spent a happy 30 minutes in the goat pen, cuddling the new baby and snapping pictures of the other littles whose curiosity had them cantering over for a visit.
Their little faces delight me no end. Especially this fellow with one ear up and one ear down, his nose still wrinkled like a pug dog because he hasn’t grown into it yet.
This girl is one of my favorites. She is so tiny and has such a dainty face yet she’s the bravest of the bunch, always coming right up to me to inspect my wellies and peer into my camera.
It was a gorgeous afternoon: sunshine, cute little kids, warm spots out of the wind. All too soon it was time to head up to the plum orchard to work on fences with Bear.
We worked until after dark, digging post holes, fitting posts, stringing wire, hanging fencing. Luna trotted along with us, happily gnawing on a huge kangaroo bone she found somewhere. It was as big as her! We were cold and hungry by the time we finished, but so pleased to get the first phase done. We walked back to the house and snuggled in for roast chicken dinner and an early night. It was a good day.
Do you have any projects you’re tackling at your house? xo