Animals
Last year she had one peach....
this year it is so loaded that the branches are hanging onto the ground.
Oh, and how great these taste!
As for my peach tree,
sadly,
no peaches.
I definitely have peach envy!
- All Dressed Up And Nowhere To Go
October is here, and love is in the air.Yes, it's once again mating season here at Bee Haven Acres. Our male fainting goats, Chip and Fred, have turned into blubbering fools...pacing the fence with their tongues hanging out. Testosterone has gotten...
- What To Do With T. Donald?
Well of all the goat babies born this spring we are left with only one:T. Donald. We originally called him The Donald because of his white spot on the top of his head,that looked like a major "comb over".He has become T. Donald, or just Donald. Donald...
- Pigpen
I have decided that I may need to rename our little red buck.His given name is Fred. Fred was born last spring...one of twins belonging to O'Malley,the other being Sally, his sister. Fred has lived with the other stinky Bucks since summer.But Fred...
- Buck Tales
I took a bit of time to stand and just watch the bucks when I fed them yesterday afternoon. Our bucks include Chip and his two sons, Smoochie and Yo Skip. The smallest of the bucks is MoJo, who we acquired this summer (he was born at the end of last winter)....
- Weanlings
Every Spring I fall head over heels in love with a new batch of kids...and each year I sadly say goodbye to them as they head to new homes. This year is no exception. It looks as if our kids have all found new homes with the exception of one buckling....
Animals
Rites of Passage
Kids are born.
They shakily learn to stand on their own feet.
At first they stay close to their mothers for protection.
Then they venture off.
They mature.
They become independent.
They become adults.
They have their own kids.
And the cycle continues......
Life.
Each spring, with each birth,
I long to slow down this process.
But life has its own plan,
and onward it marches.
Little Fred, born this spring,
has moved in with the big bucks.
He is mature enough to hang with the guys.
This fall he will be mature to father his own kids.
Amazing.
And so, another year slips by...
and another Spring's babies are grown.
I took these pictures yesterday while feeding.
I love our bucks.
They are all so very gentle and quiet.
Right now they are not near the females,
and are not in rut,
so they are clean and white.
Come autumn, they will wear a layer of musky urine on their
beards to attract the ladies.
Sound attractive?
You would think so if you were a goat.
I noticed that Smoochie has a swollen eye.
He can barely open his right eye.
I suspect he has a bug bite, or sting of some sort.
Poor Smoochie!
PS: I had to show you Becky's peach tree. It is up by the Bucks' pen.
I definitely have peach envy!
Last year she had one peach....
this year it is so loaded that the branches are hanging onto the ground.
Oh, and how great these taste!
As for my peach tree,
sadly,
no peaches.
I definitely have peach envy!
- All Dressed Up And Nowhere To Go
October is here, and love is in the air.Yes, it's once again mating season here at Bee Haven Acres. Our male fainting goats, Chip and Fred, have turned into blubbering fools...pacing the fence with their tongues hanging out. Testosterone has gotten...
- What To Do With T. Donald?
Well of all the goat babies born this spring we are left with only one:T. Donald. We originally called him The Donald because of his white spot on the top of his head,that looked like a major "comb over".He has become T. Donald, or just Donald. Donald...
- Pigpen
I have decided that I may need to rename our little red buck.His given name is Fred. Fred was born last spring...one of twins belonging to O'Malley,the other being Sally, his sister. Fred has lived with the other stinky Bucks since summer.But Fred...
- Buck Tales
I took a bit of time to stand and just watch the bucks when I fed them yesterday afternoon. Our bucks include Chip and his two sons, Smoochie and Yo Skip. The smallest of the bucks is MoJo, who we acquired this summer (he was born at the end of last winter)....
- Weanlings
Every Spring I fall head over heels in love with a new batch of kids...and each year I sadly say goodbye to them as they head to new homes. This year is no exception. It looks as if our kids have all found new homes with the exception of one buckling....