I hate packing. I hate packing for trips, and I especially hate packing to move. I have a love-hate relationship with my stuff. There is t...

   Sometimes it seems like having goats means being doomed to constantly putting up new and better fences. Our sweet twins Francesca and...

 About a month ago we had a large tree go down in the back pasture. The goats just thought this was manna from heaven. The tre...

  This morning we dropped off four of our largest heritage turkeys to the processors as sort of a trial run for when Thanksgiving rolls aro...

  It was a morning just like any other. I had packed up the milk stuff, grabbed the egg basket, and headed out for chores with our two tr...

 This sweet boy turned 13 on Saturday. I'm a terrible mother and totally missed his birthday!  So to make it up to him, on Sunday ...

  About a month ago Rialey got to help with her first "sheep day." This is a time we set aside about once a month to do health c...

Luna and Rialey practicing long stays out in the pasture.  Rialey thinks long stays are boooring! Gwen, on the other hand, has ...

 Rialey has been settling in on the farm nicely so we decided it was high time to see what this herding dog was made of. I set up a small,...