We found a dead bat and got to see it teeth - "just like a vampires". Kathleen found it quite interesting. I offered to pack it up for Show and Tell, but two Moms said "NO"!
The tractor is still fun even without moving.
Here I am with my Canton, CT, now SWPA friend Juliann, enjoying our farm brunch.
Today's photos are taken by guest Arlene and I don't think I attributed the last post's photos to Juliann. They all arrived while I was up in the field, and I never got to get my camera before the visit started. Its nice to see the farm from others point of view.
This last shot is taken in Ligonier outside the Main Gallery - a fun place to shop.
The past two mornings we have woken to subfreezing temperatures and heavy frost. Any hope of those last tomatoes ripening is over.
The does were fenced in below the pond yesterday. Now we are taking advantage of any areas with good browse that the goats can "mow" before the tractors have to finish the work. They love it. We love it. Mowing goes that much faster if the field is thinned out.
Yesterday the goats were acting more like sheep though. They spent so much time grazing on the lawn-like-half, that I started calling them lazy sheep. Sorry sheep people, but I had visions of the tall weedy side being flattened in a day. That will have to come today I guess.
Along the pond bank we have two or three sizes of rose hips. This rounder large rose hip belongs to the pink rose such you see at the beach and has a great scent.
These are from the white wild roses that become more of a weed then an ornament, if left alone.
The goats trim up the brambles on the hill, but we have to get them up to the pond as we work through the acreage, to get things passable again. I can barely get through with my tractor to mow without getting caught in the thorns. Time for the goats to earn their keep.
As you can see, the colors are muting, but the browns and golds still have a little life to them. A blue sky helps too.
We've come full circle with Pants. For the past two weeks we were noticing a bit of listlessness. Then when he ignored food, we were certain more was going on. All sorts of efforts resulted in temporary hope, but last night he took a turn for the worse.
Pants was a favorite to everyone.
He was a sweet boy that even the little folk could be near.
The blog is really notes to my friends, old and new, to let you know what's going on in our lives. Its also a diary of sorts for myself. It started at the farm in Ligonier, PA, hence the name, but now life and work has moved us back to Connecticut,
I've always taken lots of photos and sent postcards from everywhere we travel, just to keep in touch. Email took over and then the digital camera.
Instead of me plugging up your email, you can check in when you have the time.
And yes, another town with the same problems as any other!!!
Please enjoy and let me hear from you...really~
A crack in the storm clouds spotlights the farm
Twin Bucklings born 12 31 11 and Triplet Bucklings born 1 8 12
Adeline, Shown by Julia, 0-6 Month Doe 4-H Blue Ribbon Winner
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