Wednesday, June 20, 2018

2 young bucks in the back, and Phil

We very frequently see deer on the property and the dogs are quite happy to point them out if we don't see them. Woody just showed me yesterday that there is a new little fawn in the neighborhood. It seems very late in the season for fawns, and no one else I have talked to has seen any.

But we rarely see bucks here. Last year we had one young buck, and possibly the same guy the year before, but have not seen him lately. This morning though, Cyrus let us know that these 2 were in the backyard by the new trees. I didn't know until I got closer that they are both young bucks. Young bucks completely unfazed by 2 barking dogs and me with the camera.

Not the greatest pics, but you can clearly see their velvety new horns coming in.

And I found this last pic on facebook today. It is Phil Quartier, owner of the Quartier Horse Farm across the road from us. I did meet him once when we were still in the trailer out front. He came over to say hello while I was out working in the garden. He has since passed away. I have heard so many stories about what a character he was, and now I can see he was quite the accomplished horse man as well. Wow!

Saturday, June 16, 2018

Sunset house, red table, better WoodMan

Sunsets are always pretty here at Lester's Flat, but some are prettier than others. I caught the elusive Husband in that photo standing in front of his truck.

My multi-colored, rusting, peeling picnic table and chairs are almost finished being painted—a lovely tomato red to almost match the screen door I painted a couple of years ago to almost match the Adirondack chair on the back porch. It is not easy painting that metal mesh, but I am getting there.

And the WoodMan is recovering nicely from his ear injury. He and Cyrus still go at it, but I stop them sooner than I would normally. Don't need any more blood spattered about the house. Plenty in here that I keep finding even though I thought I cleaned it all up... Stitches come out in 2 weeks. That should be loads of fun!

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Woody Van Gogh

Will explain later. :(

Morning-after update: Always getting into trouble with those big ears!

The Van Gogh portrait :) was our Christmas card from a few years ago when Woody ran off into the woods and came back all bloody from a tiny little nick in one ear. The vet taped it up over his head to stop the bleeding which made him look a lot like this crazy painter who cut off his ear.

Yesterday, Cyrus was in a frenzy about getting out the door first to bark at a deer in the backyard, and he bit Woody on the ear, ripping it about an inch, all the way through. Tape was not the answer this time. They had to sedate him and stitch it. Cyrus appears repentant, but I doubt he knows that he is responsible. Woody is still trying to figure out what he did wrong to be punished so...

Saturday, June 9, 2018

The king, the frog, and the blue-eyed dog

The king was testing out the bench by my big flower pots that finally got planted up. I hope the plants get a bit larger before the chickens discover them or they will scratch them right out of the pots. To the left of the king on his throne is a young red-leaf birch that we bought from Melinda's Nursery 2 years ago. To the right is a mountain ash that we just got a few weeks ago.

This little frog with the green head is probably a green frog from what I can find online. He lives in the culvert in front of the beagle house. He and the king are a bit shy about having their photos taken.

Cyrus and his one blue eye are not at all shy about posing. Right by the windowsill that is all scratched up by himself, and right by the slobbered up windows. He gets all lathered up when he sees a critter outside—large or small makes no difference.

Thursday, May 31, 2018

The best birthday presents!

The youngsters are always fun to watch, and always hard to capture with the camera. They are at the bouncy silly stage where I could just sit out there and watch them all day!

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Spring rain

Baby trees in white protective sleeves are sprouting out the top in their third year. River birch trees we planted several years ago to the right, and blossoming apple tree that was here long before we came to town is on the far right.

New leaves are sprouting on the trees, the apple blossoms have opened, dandelions too. Good thing I picked all the dandelions I need to make my dandelion oil salve before the rain, and before The Husband mowed yesterday.

Today we are getting some of that rain that has been soaking South Jersey for awhile, but rain is good. Rain makes the long awaited green even greener.

A few weeks ago we bought some cedar flower boxes from a guy on Craig's List. I finally got around to installing them on the front porch yesterday. The flowers are from Sweeney's Nursery. They are getting plenty of water, now all they need is some dirt so I can get them planted.

These rainy days are not good for dog walking, but we did it anyway. They are good for napping...until the cat comes in and spoils everything!

Cute baby goat videos to follow, as soon as I have time to process them. One is up on my facebook page if you want to go find it. :)

Monday, May 14, 2018

Not much but something

Too late to post anything, and don't have any good pics of the new kids yet, but what the hey!

7 goat kids total. The first, Ray Davies, is from Johnny Cash, the stud man who we thought wasn't up to the task, but he was. He sired Ray Davies, and the 2 kids that we lost with Lucille.

Johnny Cash
The remaining 6, all boy/girl pairs from Blossom, then Rita, then Rosie, were sired by Mikey, the rent-a-stud who was all Boer, a meat goat. You can see the difference in their shape. Ray is all legs and all white. The other 6 are all stocky with varying combinations of white and brown.
Susan Sontag and her son, Ray Davies 

And, since the weather has finally started to feel like spring, I am working on the back porch. Working on decorating it, and working on sitting on it. We had our first backyard barbecue tonight. Nothing special, hot dogs, hamburgers, rice and beans.

Dressing up the back porch. Large framed apple poster from B&E was water-damaged in the basement,
but it looks great out here.
Glimmerglass Vodka bottles from Cooperstown Distillery, and some random roundy bottle with tiny lights

Friday, May 11, 2018

I think we're all done!

Rita with her just born boy and girl

Rita's 2 today, hanging out under the Christmas tree.
I think all of the goat mamas have succeeded in pushing out their adorable healthy little kids. We now have 7 little monsters all enjoying the spring weather and green grass that magically appeared in time for their arrival. The first little guy is eager for them to get playful and bouncy!

I noticed that Rita, in the first pic, had just given birth while I was out walking Cyrus yesterday.

Then Rosie gave us a boy and a girl this morning at around 8:30. If you don't want to see the very newly born kids, don't scroll past the first big pic of her.
Rosie with her boy and girl just after she cleaned them up
Rosie's second, a girl
Rosie's first, a boy

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Free goat kisses at Lester's Flat

If goat yoga is a thing, maybe goat kissing can be a thing too! You can give and/or receive kisses from baby goats here. No charge.

I think you have started a new trend, Tara!

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

2 more kids in the house...well not really in the house...

We have been waiting, and waiting, and finally 2 more little ones appeared this morning. The Husband found one, maybe 10 minutes old. He went around the side of the barn to fill the water buckets and came back to find number 2. It is always a relief when the birth goes so easily, but also a disappointment to have missed it.

Blossom Dearie is a good mom, staring me down while I am trying to take better pics of her new kids. No names for them yet. The close up is the girl. The buckling is hiding his face looking for milk. Better pics to follow, and more kids too!

The chickens were right outside when I came out. Happy in the shade on the side of the barn. We are toying with the idea of buying 4 more laying hens. That would bring us up to 26, and we are already getting a dozen eggs a day on average. Big Roo (in the middle) says buy as many as you like!

Crazy farmers.