:: April 25 ::


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Last week we came home from an afternoon at the park with our homeschool group, only to be met by poor little Lucky, limping around, trying to keep up with her mother. We think one of the big sheep stepped on her leg. So, after waiting for signs of improvement that never came, Lucky took her first car ride with us, down the road to the farm vet. It does indeed appear that Lucky has a broken bone. The vet wrapped her tiny leg in a light cast, but if she isn’t doing much better by Monday, she is going to have to be put out for a little while so they can get a hard cast on her. We are hoping she heals miraculously well and can avoid that!

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Over the weekend, my husband was able to complete a new chicken tractor. He wanted to put the meat birds in a tractor until they are bigger and can go in an area not requiring small chicken netting, which would have require another expense on our part. I wanted a light, easily moved tractor, as I am the one doing the moving every day! So he constructed this out of PVC pipes. It works well, and Lily gets a kick out of watching the birds run around in there.

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This is our newest baby, whom Sophia promptly named Heart. Heart was born yesterday morning to our second La Mancha goat, Daisy. I had to pen mom and baby up in the goat house for the first 24-hours, as our first Mama goat, Sweetpea, was being rough with her friends new little one – Sweetpea has horns (she was unsuccessfully disbudded as a kid) and the interactions were making me very nervous. But today all seems to be going well between the two Mama’s and the two babies; all are reunited again.

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The other day I was out in the goat pen, doing a bit of mucking. I looked up and saw the coolest sight a beekeeper never wants to see. It was a swarm of bees leaving our hive, and it was awesome and amazing. The bees didn’t go far; they actually settled just nearby on a dilapidated old post, and there they remain – busy and content. There are still lots of bees in the old hive, too. I guess this means a second Queen was born, matured, and then got up and left, taking half the hive with her. Indeed, in bee-world, as in ours, there can only be one lady of the house.

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