Wow! It has been a long time since I have updated my blog. Life intervened. So many changes.
I have sold my beautiful farm in Emmett and moved to Boise, but I kept the goats and the mohair business, Sage Flower Gardens. I have eight goats, most of them aging. Amazingly, Honey Dear is still alive at 17 years old and still healthy and active. She is the only one remaining of my original 5 and is the same one pictured in the banner photo. She was always such a good mother!
Valentine, contemplating life, the universe, and everything. I love my goats and the peace of it when I am among them. People hassle me a lot that I work too hard. They think I am slaving away trying to take care of my goats and property. They think I am trying to prove how tough I am by commuting two hours a day to keep a full-time job in Boise, then coming home to take care of them. But I have entertainment and relaxation every day just being a part of the herd. I come home and get rid of my itchy, confining office clothing, get into some grubbies, and let the goats out. They eat the leaves as they fall, the weedy parts of the garden, and the windfall fruit that falls under the apple and pear trees. Now the acorns are starting to mature and fall to the ground. I love just moving along with the herd, showing them where the goodies are. Every day is a vacation if I can spend a little time with them.
I didn't finish shearing my goats until last Monday--I think mid-June is the latest ever. It took me forever this year. I have had a terrible time with my shearers over-heating and it has been very frustrating. Last Sunday, I was determined to get Moses all finished. He was such a brat this year and Bawled and Screamed and Fought the entire time. I had to use scissors more than half the time. I had him tied to one leg of a big table in the middle of the shop and at one point, he ran off, pulling the table leg away with him. Everything--fencing supplies, mohair, extra shearing blades, medications, olive oil, machine oil, nails, hinges--feel on the back of my neck and onto the floor in a shower of debris. What a mess and so disconcerting! At least with Moses trailing the table leg, he was easier to catch again--the board got stuck in a tree root. I sat on him, persisting until he was all finished and now he is looking great! When I finally got up to let him go, my whole body was cramped and sore. Is this all worth it? I must say, though, his fleece was beautiful this year.
It snowed about 3 inches last night, and the farm is so beautiful today. Winter in the country is so much prettier than winter in busy towns. Even though winter weather makes taking care of the animals a little bit harder, I'm glad I have this work to do. My paying job is in an office, where I sit in front of a computer all day. So it is such a nice change to get out in the fresh air and use my muscles to clean the barn and haul water. It is a brilliant blue sky today, with brilliant white snow on the branches and fields. God's color combinations are sublime!
Angora goats rule!
Thank you, Lord, for my job, my home, and goats!