I stagger in and drop into the chair at my desk amid the syncopated chorus of crowing roosters and the sounds of a dog trying to imitate monkey chatter. My wife tosses something out the back door, and the pigs beyond it set up petulant screaming for their breakfast. The little boy wanders about the rooms in a manic mumble of morning-happy, self-absorbed chatter. Cats yowl to be let out of their nightly confinement, rabbits and hens scratch and peck, and I am surprised to pick out of this din the absence of large breed guard dogs staking their claim on the space, or of goats complaining for hay.
It has been over half a year since we posted here, but though there have been changes, they are fewer and smaller than we'd hoped. We do have pork in the freezer, and though none of the does are milking right now we expect several kids in the upcoming early spring.The little farmling is learning to read, the older one is learning to read Latin and polynomials. The fodder system is working both better and worse than expected, but we are planning to expand - expense in the hope of saving money and improving the overall feed.
Life goes on.
