Showing posts from February, 2015

The Babies Are Here!

If you are a homesteader,  you know that when the coldest weather strikes,  your animals will choose that particular time to birth.   Animals are just that way.   So, with lows in the teens and even colder nights coming this week,  our does are due.
  Checking them several times a day,  we were very surprised to find...on our afternoon check,  the first kid born-  already standing and doing well,  despite it being the smallest goat kid we have ever had.   She is literally smaller than our cats. 
 Rose named her Mabel, which means "lovable."
So here is Mabel!

Yes, she has a sweater on.   I have often thought about making baby goat blankets,  but having never gotten around to it, we just dug through the "newborn" tote in the attic  till we came up with something warm looking.  The code of the ruralite, you know, is Observe, Adapt, and Improvise.  (O.A.I.)

Mabel and her mama are strong and healthy, which is certainly a blessing with a first time mama.   To keep this …

Little Luxuries of Winter

Somehow, in the heart of winter,  our "January thaw" has lingered on for weeks and weeks,  an unheard of predicament for North Idaho...the newspaper just reported  that never  in the historical records has the snowfall here been so low, or the typical "thaw" lasted so long. While it is lovely out, agrarian folks like us are concerned about the "snow pack" in the mountains that provides us with plenty of water all summer-  which keeps the landscape a lovely green right into fall,  and more importantly, minimizes the danger of forest fire.
But, that said, we concur with "Pa"  (from the Little House series, which we are currently rereading aloud)  "There is no great loss without some small gain." These small gains are the blessings of today,  our little luxuries of winter, such as it is.

 The wood pile blessing:  Our initial 10 cord is holding up well.  This, by the way, is the shed we built last summer, of which, I never did post the fin…

The Joy of Grandbabies

Our first grandchild, Shiloh Anne, is such a joy.
She is the daughter of our oldest son, John, and his beautiful bride, Michelle.  I see so much of both her parents in her, yet, she is her own person.   This little cutie pie has stolen our hearts from day one.   She is growing sooo fast, she will be wearing her first cowboy boots in no time.  (every girl needs at least one pair, ya know!)

Shiloh is coming up on 8 months old, cutting several teeth, crawling all over,  and blessedly, sleeping through the night.   She is such a people person, she just lights up when someone talks to her,  making for great photos.

Our daughter Anna is carrying grandbaby #2.   She just sent us this picture of her sweet little baby bump.   Isn't she beautiful?!   I have always thought that pregnant women have a special glow about them  that really makes them lovely.

Scott and Anna are having a girl, which we are so excited to meet in June!!   Here is a little 3D sneak peek at her:

Isn't she incredi…

Loving The January Thaw

Nearly every January we get a little mid winter break known as "the January thaw".   Newcomers think it is spring,  but alas, no,  winter is only half over.   It's just a week (or two if we are lucky) of above freezing temperatures  that cause the snow to melt, the rivers become brimming full, and, rapturously,  the sun shines.  (outstanding news for us off grid folks!!)
 We are loving the thaw this year!   It has been a bit longer than usual, and although the snow is not ALL gone, it is mostly gone,  and that is enough to get all the girls out.

Happy, happy hens!

The children are out and about in the woods too,  and I have to drag them back in with the dinner bell to finish their lessons each afternoon.  They are scouting for antler sheds, slaying imaginary foes,  basking in the sunshine,  wandering aimlessly through the woods.
This is just what Ben was doing when he saw something, and that something triggered his creativity.
What goes through a boys mind when he spies…