So I came to the realization not too long ago that my Silver Fox breeding program had got to pot. Completely my mistake. I got sidetracked. I culled a bunch of breeding age rabbits in anticipation of a swap of outcross bunnies
Procrastinating … I have a final essay due tomorrow. I haven’t started it yet. It’s in my head, which is a scary place these days. There’s so much going on – not much of it is pleasing. Glad that in today’s paper
I haven’t posted a view from the milk stool in some time now because I haven’t spent much time on the milk stool. I slowed down on milking and the goats, at least most of them, are drying off. This is earlier
My view from the milk stool is about distraction. I’ve been too distracted lately to formulate any thought important enough to share. It’s been a struggle dealing with the heat which completely saps me. When I’m sapped, things get out of control.
My view from the milk stool has been silent lately. My Yankee blood is showing – we’ve had what feels like hundreds of days in 90+ weather with very little rain. This happens every year, I don’t know why it upsets me
My view from the milk stand is on practice makes perfect. My last batch of ash-coated goat cheeses didn’t come out right. They looked beautiful (shown below), but tasted awful. I believe I used too much ash. Cut into a baby one
My view from the milk stool is on falling off the stool, brushing yourself off and getting back on. I’m very sensitive – does that surprise you? All that’s going on – both in the world, my community and my own realm
My view from the milk stool this morning is on this mad world we’re now living in. As I scrolled through Facebook this morning, the lyrics to “Mad World” by Tears for Fears came to mind: “All around me are familiar facesWorn
My view from the milk stool this morning is about taking care of ourselves. Times are crazy right now. Even though Wally and I are not directly affected by COVID, at least not adversely, it’s still there and we are aware of
My view from the milk stool this morning is about values. I wrote earlier this morning that I feel like I need to wear a hate shield whenever I go on Facebook these days. What I’m seeing in comments is beyond comprehension.