My SUGAR Lips

Yes, his name is "SUGAR" because other then the fact that he is pure white when he came here (along with Casper) all he wanted to do is kiss everyone. Your legs, hands, face and anything he could reach. He is very shy to strangers but to the Gerber family he is very affectionate. As you can see his lock structure is much better and he produces such a large quantity that sometimes I shear him twice a year. Like his friend we estimate he is sixteen years old - his ear cutting is the same year. I do not practice ear cutting and explain that to guests when they are at the farm. Sugar is not as gentle with the younger boys - a bit of a grump when they get to playful but he is first to stand guard when a prediator is about.

I Walk the Line Because Your Mine

This is "Johnny Cash" or "Cash" for short. You guessed it - he is a cashmere - I admit it we can not help ourselves with puns. He came from the same farm as Sylvester and is a proud, strong guy with a troubled soul. He is not quick to warm up to someone but he is a dear friend of mine. His fiber is a soft taupe and silver and is a great prize to harvest. Unlike my other Cashmere goats his fleece will blow all in one day so you have to keep a close eye on him otherwise you will be spending days collecting it from the pasture. When he came to use he hated (I really mean HATED) to have his hoof trimmed. My sons would have to take him to the ground to cut them but thru years of gentle talks, tons of stokes on the legs and a trusting friendship he know lets me cut them without all the trauma or drama. He will even come and sit with me which only took years to gain his trust. Strange as it sounds I won him over when I played "Johnny Cashs" greatest hits one day while cleaning the barn - something about his voice made my "Cash" believe we could be pals. So I walk the line - so he will be mine....

Sherlock Homes - What a Big Boy!

Hard to believe that this is the little boy who played in my livingroom and hopped from couch to chair only a two short years ago. Now he sits so proud and strong in the pasture - looking like a king. Yes, he has made his face dirty to attrack the girls but I am not letting him be the breeder this year - I never let someone under the age of three be the father of my herd. For now he gets to be a wonderful teenager and just look fantastic......

A Good Breakfast Starts the Day

After not being able to sleep again, I got up and decided to make me a good breakfast. I tried a new recipe of Pop Up Pancakes - Rising in the oven I sat about making a cup of coffee and slicing some fresh peachs. I forgot to take a picture of the finished plate of goodies because I was way too hungry to have the little gray cells thinking of anything other then EAT ME!!! This recipe will be a keeper, for sure.

When will we ever learn ??

Today is a day that weights heavy on folks but when we stop and really think of what positive steps we have taken since that horrible day cam we say we have learned anything??

Folks now see danger, terror and fear around every corner. We are told each day how our financial world is crumbling, our leaders are faulty and there are growing fractions who hate everything we stand for - What is wrong with this picture??

I admit I stuggle to find the good in the world - but today is a day that we should stop and make something good happen in the world. If each of us would reach out to one stranger - imagine what we could do - We are our brothers/sisters keeper..

Today give yourself time to reflect, time to cry and then time to reach out...
Blessing to all of you and know that my hand is there for you.

Spending Time with my Llama Boy

I have missed spending quiet moments with my strong bodyguard. For the past couple of weeks he has wondered why I have not sat with him during our silent morning sunrise meditations. He would give me sad eyes as I had to walk past him coughing and blowing my nose - all the while my heart was breaking that I could not spend time with those who I love so much but I love them enough to not spread the germs.

Sunday was finally our day. I took a chair and sat out with him as he munched on grass and watched over the farm in his regal manner. What always interested me about llamas is there strong sense of family. Their willingness to stand in a storm while waiting on me to finish chores, to guard even those animals who do not like them because that is what I have asked them to do but most of all their loyality is amazing. Over the years my farm has been blessed with the most amazing souls, Llama Boy is one of those souls and I cherish every minute we share. He may not except a halter but he will without words follow my every command. He walks behind me like I am holding a lead - it is an invisible lead that connects our hearts. He is my equal and a wonderful companion. I am relieved to have my meditation partner back.

New Fall Colors on my Etsy Shop

Fall is just around the corner and I had to start the dye pots up again. Mother Nature is not going to get ahead of me. What do you think of these??