Showing posts with label farm life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label farm life. Show all posts

Sunday, August 01, 2010

A Dream and Farm Pics

Last night, I had a dream about Phoebe, my much beloved minpin. I dreamt that she was alive and playful as ever. She had no mammary tumours and was young again. It made me so happy. A logical person would say it's just my subconscious working overtime, and maybe they would be right. I'd like to think they she wants me to know she's okay and no longer in any pain. It left me with a hopeful feeling and not much sadness, so I'll take it. 

Yesterday, I spent it all day at the farmer's market selling veggies, eggs and cheese. I'm taking the day off today and spending it at home. Next weekend, my nieces are visiting before they return to school. Must get to cleaning, there's a couple of bedrooms that need a good going over before they arrive. I haven't seen them since we were in Chicago so it'll be a nice visit, I'm sure.

Here's some photos of our latest offerings at the farm. I wish it would stop raining every other day, it's drowning my beets. woe. 

Tomatoes

Summer Squash and Cucumbers

The always popular Eggs

 

Happy August Long Weekend! Hope everyone is having a nice holiday. 

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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Happy Mabon!

We have returned home! Just spent two days on the road with the family. It's good to be able to stretch our legs again. When we came home, the goats went nuts. As if to say, where the Hell have you guys been? Katie and Chad were here to take care of the farm, yet it's nice to know we were missed. Our goats are so cantankerous, they're hard to fathom at times. Pics in the gallery below.

Blessed Mabon! This is really my favourite season. It's not too cold yet but you can feel the summer slipping away. I like to think about the beauty of fall, I think it's the most vibrant season. We celebrated with some friends and had the obligatory feast. I need to seriously diet, all this celebrating isn't good for the waistline. Still, it's a time for reflection and gratitude. We cast circle and then threw around the Apple of Discord, yelling that which we would like to be rid of in the world. I yelled to end abuse. Anyone who abuses another living creature is only passing along the pain. We need to break the cycle. In the end, a great time was had by all.

We are giving ourselves a month to pack everything up and move back to Ontario. I hope to get it done it two weeks, but we'll see. I'm most concerned about the animals. The horses are used to transport because of the various horse shows. The sheep, goats, chickens and cow have never left the province so I'm concerned about stressing them out. I spoke to the vet and he assured me it will be fine. It's still a big move in their young lives. Speaking of the vet, Phoebe (my minpin) has developed a skin lesion on the tip of her tail and i'm very concerned. She's goes to the dreaded V-E-T tomorrow. I'm hoping it's nothing serious. The vet told me on the phone that older dogs with docked tails sometimes get those, still it sent me into worrywart alert. She's my baby, and I adore her. She's 15 now and I've noticed she's been slowing down a bit. Those of you that are inclined to pray, keep her in your thoughts.


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