There isn't much to say about the weather that hasn't been said before is there? The old worn-out saying "if you don't like the weather in Minnesota, just wait a minute" is as good as any. Since my last post, we have had really warm weather which melted most of our snow and transformed the farmyard from glacier to mudbog. Then it got cold, then it snowed ... on and on it goes. We had snow last night which continued for a good portion of this morning - then it turned sunny and was just really lovely out.
People who have goats quickly find out that the old adage that "goats will eat anything" couldn't be further than the truth. We recently acquired some really nice alfalfa hay through a hay for straw barter. You would think the does would have been delighted. Hmmm, not so much. The chickens however, are delighted.
Vinca has four more weeks to carry her babies...
The hens were all indoors after lunch but quickly came out to check out the slabs of hay.
First just a few...
Then the rest of the flock.
Later in the afternoon this is what was left:
People are seeing a LOT of deer around the area lately. These were south of the house this afternoon - nine of them and there were more across the road.
With the warmer weather you would think that Spot would be wanting to get out of the shop. In reality, she is quite content to say indoors, thank you very much. Spot's "thing" is that she loves riding on people's shoulders. She surprised Kevin the other day at chore time by launching herself onto him unannounced!
Hoover generally wants to be where I am but he is NOT allowed in the "laundry basement" (not to be confused with "Kurt's basement" or the "way-down basement" - we have an unusual house!) which houses not only the laundry but also the cat food and litter boxes.
One more thing to say... if you really want purple hair... go for it! You rock Kori!
See you in a couple of weeks - be well!
Looks like Hoover really wanted down those stairs, ha ha! Our goats are picky eaters. Even our dairy goats were picky, although one used to eat the wood barn when she was bored and inside in winter.
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