In a nutshell, we took an exciting vacation to Ireland and Denmark, came home to springtime sprung, a bout of viruses, and a gigantic backlog of repairs and out-of-control farm chores. I am happy to say that a month and a half later, I am feeling much more under control and ready for a normal life again.
With that said, we do have some interesting new developments here on the farm. We are getting a solar array installed to harvest some of our sunshine. I’ll write more about that when it is finished.
We cleaned up the goat pasture and tried something new – leaving a rectangle of grass in the center tall and untouched. The goats don’t like wading through tall grass, but they are finding it quite enjoyable to stroll the edges and reach in for a bite of the grass blooms waving over their heads.
As it turns out, they have no further interest in their hay rack. Why chew on that old dry stuff when they can nibble fresh green snacks all day long? Last fall we stacked 16 square bales up in the loft and towards the end of winter I was getting nervous that we might run out before the new cuttings were ready to purchase. I’m pleased to see we have three bales left so 16 seems to be the magic number.
I finally got around to the monthly job of medicating the goats and trimming their hooves yesterday. I suspect the springtime generates a growth spurt because there was a lot of work to do to get their feet flat across the bottom as they should be.
Last, we brought home ten new baby chicks. This is our fourth generation, so we are quite familiar with the process and it is not quite the novelty it used to be. Still, who doesn’t love little babies? We got quite a variety this time:
- 4 Ameraucanas (blue or green eggs)
- 2 Olive Eggers (green eggs)
- 1 Asian Black
- 2 Sapphire Gems
- 1 (some rare breed I can’t remember)
They are all learning to be a family, sleeping in a heap under a heat lamp on cool nights, and pouncing onto the trough when I set it down full with a fresh mound of crumbles. I have hopes that this year every one of them will survive their youth, but after losing half of them to injuries and/or predators last year I opted for more than I really need, just in case. I have only three hens and a rooster left from my oldest generation and I don’t know what lifespan to expect but refreshing the coop with youngsters helps me with that inevitable loss.
So, the annual cycle begins anew and with the gardens planted, weeds mowed, pulled, or sprayed, and broken items repaired, things are looking positive and peaceful again. What a relief!