Monday, November 9, 2009

Freebie

So this was an exciting weekend.  I temporarily fixed the goat fence ('cause goat fences are never permanently fixed-argh.)  I marked off my garden for next year and planted 50 cloves of garlic.  And I got a new addition to my little farm.  She's lovely.  So sweet and hard working.  Loyal, generous and intelligent. 

I wonder if there could be a more perfect companion?



I've decided to name her Bea.  She has many, many sisters.  I have named them all Bea too.  Except for that one up in the corner.  Her name is Judy. 




I have wanted bees for about 10 years.  At first I listened to everyone who told me that that was nuts. Then I was too busy.   Then I didn't have the money.  And then as if by fate or kizmit or devine providence I subscribed to a nice little blog called Mainely Ewes Farm.  After a few posts I realized that I had gone to bee school with Alex and Kelly and so we've chatted and shared some information and then I got an email last week from Kelly asking if I would be interested in their empty bee equipment because she was focusing more on her big animals.  I said YES, yes, why yes I would and she said all I had to do was come pick the empty hives and all of the equipment up and YEE HAW, I was going to be able to buy some bees this winter and have bees in the spring, EXCEPT she emailed me the day of the pickup and said that with the warm weather, she realized that the hives were not empty-in fact they were full of bees.  Now in hindsight I should have probably taken her advice to just pick them up in spring.  But, I wanted those bees right then.  So, long story short, I drove about 40 miles home with two live bee hives in the back of my van.  I kind of wanted to get stopped for speeding.  But I didn't and we all arrived home safely and I am so happy.  I love my bees.  Thank you Kelly, so much. 

Smiles from the (buzzing) farm,
Lisa

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Answer: Nacho Farm...

Question:  What do you call a farm that ain't yours...


Sorry, the time change thing has messed me up BAD.

Pigs that aren't mine...Nacho Pigs




I don't think Momma Pig would admit to belonging to anyone.  I'm not messing with her...Nacho Momma Pig.



A cow who would very much like to come home with me and be my friend. 'Cause judging from the lovely ear bauble, this cow is destined for ummm, well, supper...Nacho Beef Critter.



 Lot's of someone else's cows. (They look like they know don't they? Sorry cows, the circle of life man, the circle of life.)...Nacho Herd of Cows



I think every farm should have a claw foot water trough. Mine does not...Nacho Tub


However I do have these...

The rare and elusive, "Fences, we don't need no stinking fences" little tiny goats. 

Smiles from the (other people's) farm,
Lisa


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