Had a sad discovery this morning... the baby goose is missing. As I watched the adults move through their day it made me wonder, "do geese grieve"?
Each evening after Deann feeds, the goats head to the top of the hill to watch the sunset from the perch of the old fallen oak trees. The fallen trees in some places are as high as 25-30 feet from the ground. The goats run up and down like it's no big deal.
Our garden vegetables are looking good. These squash/zucchini are doing particularly well and so are the weeds. Hilda has many hours with a hoe to look forward to when she returns from her Colorado vacation.
Donna's studio is a very, very, very old farm house so there seems to be a need for constant repairs to keep it from falling down. Recently the floor in the back room fell down in the center. The drop from the sides of the wall to the center is 8-9 inches! (Notice the Coke can in the center to gauge how big the drop is) Solution? Build a floor on top of the floor!! It's working out great and we're learning a lot about construction.
I have some beautiful pink lilies in bloom. In the sea of yellow lilies they really stand out.
In among the red hollyhocks I have some double white ones. Don't know where they came from but they are beautiful.
"The bullet" and captain made it safely to the goat farm yesterday.
Cinderpelt, the gray kitten loves to play and is always attacking Scribble the big yellow tom. As you can tell Scribble is just loving being wrestled with. But he puts up with it and they are all over the house in a tumbling match.
Deann adds the super to the beehive after we got it all cleaned and filled with new wax frames. They have plenty of room now to raise babies and gather honey.