Where did I put my Cape??

Last night as I was wishing that I could get two hours of sleep.  I ran through my head the long list of heavy work I had sitting on my list.  I know this does not help in getting the mind off to dreamland but my Monkey Mind never seems to take a break.  I watched the pilot of LOST wishing to be transported to a make believe land instead I only reviewed what skills I might bring to the table if lost of an island.  Trust me I would be one cranky gal because of the weather but not because of a smoke monster and "Other's" trying to kill me at every turn.

I tried to find a comfortable place but every inch of my body was not settling down.  So I got up and puttered around.  Fast forward to 5 am and I was back in bed laying on my right side praying for a tiny bit of rest.  Just then a horrible pop was heard.  Yep, that shoulder again popped.  After letting out a yelp I put my arm over my head and it popped back into place.  Yuck and Ouch!!!

That was it - Up and Onward with my day.  You might think it would be a light day of small projects after this gut churning should event but no such luck.  I have a truck bed full of 100 pound compressed hay that needs to be unloaded and stacked in the barns, 200 pounds of dog food to be wrangled to their rightful places and then there is the barn cleaning, trash moving and hauling of pine needles.  I am dragging my feet just a bit to have the air outside clear from the fires up North (Please keep them all in your prayers it is way too dangerous out there) and I have been looking in ever corner to find my CAPE...  How is this gal to leap tall stacks and to do all the clean jerks with something that almost weights as much as this super hero???  I hate when I misplace my cape.... I thought I had placed it on the coat hook last time I came in but who knows where I put it after the long day I had last Sunday.

So after I finish typing this posting it is outside with or without my cape.  That truck is not going to unload itself not matter how much I wish it to be so.  I will be back later with the heating pad and a few things checked off the list..

What is on your list today???  Did you need your super powers and if so what are they?? 

Cobwebs in the Barn

I admit spiders FREAK me out.... Here at the farm there are many, many - too many kinds of spiders and my rule is if you don't come near me I won't kill you...  I know how many wonderful services they provide in the world, how we would be over run by bugs if they were not around - I get it but and here is the Big BUT - they creep and freak me out and they are sneaky... making no noise as they creep up on you -  then I give out that girly scream that can shatter glass.

I grew up watching the Atomic Spider that killed it's way through a dusty desert town.  I watched the Sci Fi Movie's where Mother Nature turned on us and the frogs, mice and spiders went on a killing spree.  I even had sisters who threw spiders in my hair as a child and told me they would bite me to death... So I think you now understand my slight freaking out with spiders..

This last weekend there was a huge and I mean huge spider web in the corner of the goat girls barn.  About 3 feet wide - when did this spider have the time?? I am in that barn twice a day and never saw it.  I had visions of the creature that made it and my first response was to scream, run out of the barn waving my arms and completely having a melt down. I did not have the energy so instead I stood for just a moment and looked at the hard work that went into this home.  After a few moments I decided to let it alone after telling the creature that as long as it does nothing to me or my sweet one's well I would leave it alone.  I am not saying I am over my freak out - I keep my eyes open and I swear it comes out and scares me then all bets are off.

When I came into the house and as usual I could not sleep I went to the carding room and decided to create some batts that would honor the hard working creature in my barn. Working through the Cobwebs in my head I slowly placed the soft fibers through the machine I realized how I am similar to that spider.  I go about working hard creating a life that has meaning to me, I wove a life that I thought was my purpose but not even noticed by most, not valued by others and worst of all I am far too many times misunderstood and squished into dust by the texting masses.  Living a life that is on the edge of what society thinks is valued is not easy but like the spider we at times can create a magical world if only for our own viewing and using.

The two batts are now up for sale in my Etsy Shop www.larkspurfunnyfarm.etsy.com and hope they find a new and understanding home.

My Horns are Bigger then Yours

Not the best picture of Rasputin - that is the father of Herschel and all the kids born last year.  Want to talk horns.....  He also has an amazing fleece but you would not know it by this picture.  He is one that takes two people to shear so I only got about half done before he had enough of me and this guy does not give me much wiggle room.  When he has had enough he will TAP you on the arm or leg with his horn and you best stop because if he decides to give you a second tap he could easily break your arm or leg.  So it is best to listen the first time. He is never aggressive to me but he does have his limits when it comes to me working him into a small pen.  He will stand calmly if you hold his horns but for some reason I only have two hands.  His personality is calm, sure and steady.  He gets along with all and the ladies sure do LOVE, LOVE, LOVE him... 
What you think of him???  Impressive is what I call him

Look at those Horns

 This sweet boy is Herschel - What you think???  Amazing horns and look at those family jewels.  Herschel has a twin sister Hazel - born 2/17/11 to proud momma Eva and daddy Rasputin.  Herschel has his fathers fleece - which is one of my favorites to work with. 

This is his second fleece of this year - and buttery soft with a great soft sheen.  Everything one could want in a future shire.  He has a shy side but when no one is looking he loves to run and pounce as sunset hits the farm.  I was so thrilled to finally get a good picture of his amazing horns and other end.

Mom's Got The Camera - RUN

Back up!!    Honestly Cash would you back up!!       CASH STOP IT!!!        I GIVE UP.........

Folks ask me all the time why I don't post more pictures of the animals.  Well, it is like this, the moment I come out any door on the place I have 90 pair of eyes watching my every move.  The second they can get running towards me it is a free for all.  Now don't get me wrong I love the attention but it makes it almost impossible to get a picture that does not have the animals nose in the lens. 

This handsome guy is Johnny Cash or Cash for short.  He is a Cashmere who blows out a soft silver taupe down and is a big guy.  He loves to go for walks, camping and keeps the yearling boys in check.  He is getting a tiny bit of gray around his nose but what a soft nose it is.  He loves to give my kisses on the cheek and almost climbs out of his skin when I scratch his back. 

So now you can understand why picture taking at this farm can take hours upon hours - I just have very loving animals...

What Mud ?

 While the billies and I had been in the Forest enjoying the rain we had Wednesday guess what Sophia was doing???   Yep, Great Pry's love to dig, love to play in the rain and LOVE combining

 the two.

 

As I came out from behind some tall Scrub Oak I called her name and this was her face she gave me. You would not guess that before this snap she was is hog heaven...  Rolling, Digging and Jumping 

Don't worry that beauty will be white again very soon - one thing about Pry's their coats are almost like Teflon - dry, shake and presto change O - white dog again.

A Different Kind of Dinner Party

For this fiber gal this is the best use of my kitchen.  Recently food has not been on my mind but rather creating some food for my soul.  During the last few nights when sleep and I are not on the same page I needed to stay out of my head and find my heart to listen too instead..  So into the fiber prep room I went and sat in front of the carding machine.  Before I knew it I had over a dozen batts done and more waiting in my swirling mind.  I just started placing them on the kitchen counter and before I knew it I ran out of room.  Now as you might see the kitchen table is full of roving, yarns and bits and bops that I am in the middle of spinning.  So no room there.  I would put some on the china cabinet but that has finished yarn that needs to be labeled, pictures taken and then priced.  So I started walking to the living room - Oh wait - can't do that because I have drying racks everywhere with silk cocoons, silk rods and fiber that I dyed laying in there.  So I guess I have been busy at night after getting in from all the outside work. This is truly food for this gal's soul...

I am so glad that no one is waiting on dinner or something because it looks like a long wait.  I hope to get these amazing new batts up on my Etsy Shop in the next day or two.  I am struggling with the picture thing again.   Does anyone have a shop that would wish to carry my batts and yarns and save me from this pictures madness????