The end is in sight!

I am about through with my documentary project and luckily it dovetails nicely into my final portfolio.  I spent the morning at Windy Wool Windings photographing the new lambs and talking to the owner, Susan Proctor.  Susan has been very giving of her time throughout this project which has made my life easier.





I have a lot of things lined up over the next couple of days and maybe, just maybe, I can get close to finishing up my portfolio and start printing images.  I’d love to be in the position of being ready for our portfolio show a week (or more) before it actually happens so that I do not have to go crazy right up to the last minute. Because I am such a perfectionist with my work, that may not happen, but we will see.

The goats are settling in to the routine.  The babies all but put themselves up at night.  Willow, one of the does, gives me a hard time coming in, but I have started to use Gel to bring her in instead of trying to round her up myself.  We reconfigured the entrance to where I milk so I can pocket them all into a small area so that Willow (or any of the others) cannot decide to abandon ship just when it’s time for her to come in.  When they do this, I risk one of the first two does (the dominant does) circling around and attempting to come back in again.

Goats, like cats, are hateful creatures.  I asked Wally last night why we surrounded ourselves with such hateful creatures.  He responded that it was the lesser of two evils.

We brought our two pigs to the processor two weeks ago now.  We brought them earlier than we wanted, but without cow milk, we did not feel like we could feed them as well as we wanted to feed them.  Their meat is incredible! Far superior to the last pigs we processed.  I thought that given their breeds that they would taste better and I was not wrong.  We may not ever raise any more pigs because we may not ever have the glut of milk that we had with the cows.  If all goes well, we will have eight goats in milk next year, but still, that may not be enough milk to raise pigs.  We will see.  If not, we will buy a pig of butcher-size from the farmer we got these last pigs from and take him right to the processor. Same deal when it’s time for more beef.

I have been trading rabbit or pork with Susan Proctor for lamb and we are very much enjoying that arrangement! We eat so good! Life is good!

Until later …