So now that we’re knee deep in Pippa milk from our goat share, I’ve been trying to figure out what to do with it all. The whole notion of cheese-making made me nervous–I don’t usually have the patience for things that require adherence to absolute precision over the course of many steps. Turns out, it… Read More Homesteading Update: I’m a cheese maker
I have always loved goats. I love them so much, that I was given this as a birthday present. So it does seem like destiny – perhaps even my purpose finding me??! – that I would now be doing this: Back in the spring, my dear friend R said that she might be interested in… Read More Homesteading update: I’m a goat milker
I took a suggestion from Garrison Keillor this morning in honor of April Fool’s Day. Wrapped a thick blue rubber band three times around the sink sprayer handle and aimed it straight at the space where A’s body would stand while innocently turning on the tap. Not 2 minutes later, I tried to rinse off… Read More My version of Fight Club
