Missing Willow Farm

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Our first lambs of 2011 were born last evening.  Lambing on our farm typically happens right at dusk.  Our Katahdin hair sheep Kat had twin boys, 30 minutes apart.  The first one delivered normally, the second was hind feet first.  Normal delivery is when both front hooves and their little face presents first, like Superman flying.  She cleaned him up while the second one presented.  It showed two little hooves, too, but they were the back hooves.  We had our OB kit at the ready just in case it was needed.  Thankfully it wasn’t.  We both are trained as EMTs and have both delivered human babies so the lambs are no biggie deal.  You need to intervene if there’s just one leg presenting.  This is Kat’s second year as a mom.  Miss Kitty was her first and still sticks to her like velcro.  They were born 4 months to the day from when we brought the handsome ram 802 to visit, which means they’re our little Graham’s babies.  Gestation runs from 147 to 153 days.  Go Graham!

Marsha (small white) and Cranberry (large green) started laying again today.  Yay!  Our bantam hen Nugget is the only slacker, but she lays such tiny eggs it’s easy to forgive.  I had to buy a half dozen eggs last week and was not happy about it.  I refused to use them for anything but baking.  We’re definitely spoiled with our freshly laid eggs.  When we lived in a suburb of Raleigh, NC our homeowners association had a bylaw that said no backyard chickens.  We laughed about that for many years as we certainly had no intention of raising chickens at the time.  Now I can’t imagine life (at least breakfast) without them.

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We’ve had a little warm spell here over the past few days, which enabled us to check on a few things.  I planted some carrots in an outside raised bed (not one in the greenhouse) late July as an experiment.  We had carrot tops before our hard frost which died off then the ground froze.  Frozen ground kept us from digging around to see if we had any carrots underneath the soil.  I’m happy to say the answer is yes!  Also, we had a chance to check on our bees.  Our bees didn’t survive our harsh winter last year but this year, so far, they appear to be thriving.  The warm day encouraged them to step out for a bit to check for pollen.  Not yet little guys, give it a few more months.  We ordered another colony last night, expanding our tiny honey operation.  Eventually these bees need to pay for themselves!

Ours is out by our hot tub.  We cut our tree down in November, the day the tree farm opened for the season.   We enjoyed it through December with lights and decorations.  It went out on the deck next to the spa in January, where it still smells of pine whenever you touch it.  That is our 5th hot tub if you count the one that was here when we bought the place.  We wear them to death!  The previous owners had one sunk into that very spot on our deck when we first moved here.  We got rid of it and decked over the hole and moved our own up there.  Just the two of us.  It’s amazing what two engineers can do when they set their mind to it.  It’s in our plans to completely redo the deck, maybe this year.  Maybe next.  It runs the entire length of our house and methinks needs an outdoor kitchen and a screened room and a wisteria covered pergola.  A girl can dream!  Anyhoo… we’ll keep our Christmas tree out there as long as it’s enjoyable, as we do every year.  Not bad for a $24 investment now four calendar months ago.

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On the way back from chores we noticed something hanging in a tree over our pond.  A possum!  I thought possums were nocturnal.  Other than squished on the road, I’ve only ever seen another one up close and personal.  When we first got the karakachans, they stayed in our small pasture for a while.  One morning we found one dead in the pasture, the dogs had apparently played kickball with it.  My husband got the pitchfork that we use to clean the chicken barn with and scooped it up to fling it into the woods.  Good thing he didn’t spear it because when he walked by I noticed it peaking from under it’s paws which were crossed over it’s little possum face.  It was evidently playing possum so the dogs would leave it be.  Who knew?

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No kidding!  A magazine came to town yesterday to re-create the lamb dinner we hosted earlier this month.  Our food writer dinner guest was doing a feature on our friend the shepherd.   That evening resulted in a request for everyone’s recipes, then a suggestion of re-creating some of the dishes served that evening (mine included) for the article.   The magazine wanted to include shots of the shepherd’s gorgeous farm & flock for the article so the do-over was held at their home.  Thank goodness, because I know I would have been cleaning windows and my refrigerator inside and out, along with scrubbing the rest of the house!  Along with the photographer, they sent an art director, food stylist and a chef.  The chef had prepared our recipes in his kitchen 3.5 hours from here, then they were driven here to be styled for the photoshoot.  It seemed to me they could have photographed the food anywhere because it was just a table but what do I know?  They shot the dessert first so we had dessert first.  It wasn’t from our dinner party but it was delicious.  Not as delicious as the coconut cake we had that evening, just sayin’.  They brought a layered banana pudding with graham cracker crust and a whipped cream topping with home made dulce de leche.  We got to sample some local hard cider that will be featured in the article, too.  It was really interesting to see the entire process.  I was expecting to see them do something like spraying glycerin on the food and arranging chopped parsley with tweezers but it wasn’t nearly that fussy yet still beautiful.  I think I watch too much Food Network!  A few of our depression glass serving pieces were used for the layout, as well as some of my homemade goat cheese.  There’s no telling what all will end up in the magazine, but I’ll post a link here when it’s published.  Should be early March.  I’ll also post my own recipes in the next day or two. It was a beautiful day on a beautiful farm and we got to take home leftovers.  How awesome is that?

 

Bindi has found her way upstairs to our ‘Evita balcony’ which overlooks our living room.  She gets up there and immediatly wants down.  She cries and cries.  I have to go to the stairs and call her so she can find her way back down.  We play this game many times every day.  When we got up this morning, we found Jenna (who is confined to her kennel when indoors) and Bindi running around the living room together.  We’ve been anticipating Bindi busting her out one evening, and will very carefully monitor our long distance records this month.

We’re under a winter storm warning for snow, sleet and freezing rain, 90% starting this evening.  The sheep are not concerned.  They’ll stand out in the middle of it all in their woolies.  Last year their fleece weighed in between 5 and 10 lbs. each and spins into beautiful yarn.  It’ll be shearing time before they know it, and they’ll spend the remaining days of winter near the barn.  Until then, they’re just fine, thank you.

 

It was inevitable… We left Jenna’s kennel door open an inch or so this morning and Bindi ran in to say “Hi, I believe we are neighbors”.  She stayed long enough to snuggle a bit.  Jenna indulged her young visitor’s invasion of her personal space with grace.   She pretty much pretended to ignore her, but kept glancing at her out of the corner of her eye.  Jenna pretty much ignores every creature that doesn’t have fleece and goes ‘baaa’.  We’ve tried to get her to chase deer, turkeys, geese and our goats.  If we give her a command, she just runs in circles looking for a sheep to boss around

The best crafting site on the planet, Craftster, has awarded my post about our farm life as one of their best of 2010.   They also awarded Mieljolie for the paper mache witch boot she made me in a swap and also my good friend Cackle who has taught me everything I know about polymer clay.  Woo hoo!