Seasonality of food

My view from the milk stool is about the seasonality of food. There was a time, a long time ago, that people ate seasonally. There’s nothing like a tomato picked from the vine and consumed while standing the garden, corn cooked within minutes of picking it, etc. These days, it’s possible to purchase food within hours or days of being picked, but in general, we are accustomed to getting what we want when we want it.

That’s something that’s frustrated me most about selling farm products, especially milk. I feel the pain of those dairy farmers who are having to dump their livelihood down the drain. With all the hunger and need in this country why the hell someone can’t figure out how to bottle this precious liquid and get it into the bellies of hungry people. 

I’m glad that I’ve become much more interested in making cheese from my goats’ milk. It gives me an outlet for it. I’m not selling all that they make. The demand isn’t there. It will be, when my goats are no longer in milk or have reduced production.

It is what it is. I’m proud as can be of my goats and the milk they produce. It does my heart good to see them. Last night, Wally and I went down into the pasture with the UTV and a thistle-massacre shovel. We killed a load of them! As we were down there, the goats followed us around. Glad we haven’t gone into summer temperatures yet.

Wally took this video this morning of me hauling my equipment up to the barn.

Until later …