You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.
As I stop and observe the outside world around me, I have been acutely aware that my experience is a bit unconventional. For the last few weeks I have been eating, breathing, and sleeping GOATS. This was our first year breeding livestock, with four successful litters born on our farm, nine new kids total. They are so precious it makes all the effort worth while.
I know what your are thinking...nine babies! Sounds overwhelming, and some days it has been, but oh every birth was so exciting and exhilarating. A little bit of chaos is tolerable when you know it is temporary! It still amazes me how the births were all staggered a few days apart. This week we witnessed the last two of our does give birth.
It is extraordinary when you develop a relationship with an animal over time and you become close enough to be able to communicate. The trust they had in me and the closeness I felt was beyond words. So perfect that they all came at times when I happened to be working at home.
We are enjoying the kids for only a few days, as they are all going to new homes. It has been a priority to keep our goat families intact and not separate Mamas from their young. We have been very fortunate to find some wonderful people who want to incorporate them into their homesteads.
|Rosemary and her kids|
This evening we said goodbye to Bella and her two strapping boys, who are headed up to Napa to live a life of luxury, eating pasture galore. It was hard to see Bella go since she was our first goat and has been here with us from the beginning of our adventures.
I decided to keep our lovely doe May Daisy and her beautiful triplet girls. There is something quite special about the Sable Sanaan/Oberhasli cross and I am looking forward to bonding with her gorgeous kids. May Daisy is a super milk producer with great teat formation, and a gentle, affectionate temperament, all you could want in a dairy goat.
|Tuppens and her kids|
After this weekend I can exhale and focus some attention on the family cow. I think we all fell in love with the sight and feeling of having a real herd. There is just something enchanting about seeing them all together, the dance of their hierarchy, their affection and frolicking, their beauty. I will miss it until next year. And until then...there is the MILK.
Select photos by Lori Eanes