The weather should be a tip off but on a farm you're even more conscious of the seasons.
For the last few weeks we've had baby goats. And now the lambs are starting to arrive too. Fortunately none of them have come to the house (that was really cute and fun the first lambing season but it gets old fast). Some of our older ewes don't have enough milk so Danny has to bottle feed them as well. It's easier to leave them with their mother even if she doesn't have enough milk because she can still teach them so much. So here's Danny:
Sorry about the horizontal approach; I thought I'd fixed that but I guess not. As you can see the lambs are drinking from their bottles of warm goat's milk and I can assure you their little tail are wagging.
Here are some more pics from the sheep barn:
This is the one of the goats with her babies. We've had all female kids this year. Danny thinks we should start a goat dairy. I'm not as excited about that idea as he is.
Goats will try to go anywhere. Don't worry; no goats were harmed when Danny took this picture.
Other signs of spring: the tat soi is up in the cold frame ( I love tat soi so that's really exciting. I like it stir fried with garlic and scrambled eggs, maybe a little cheddar). Danny has planted some spinach too but so far that's not up. We are debating planting a few leeks or better yet some peas.
But the best sign of spring so far was this morning when I walked past my sewing room. The sun shone in just the way it does in the spring. It is never that light that way in the winter. My heart skipped a beat, I smiled and went on with my work: - after all another sign of spring is all the work that needs doing.
Well it looks like Spring is really almost here. For the last few years Spring has started early but actually stayed quite cool for quite a while. We will see what this year brings.
Yesterday Danny was sawing wood. I was naively hoping that it was for the floor in the hall we are trying to renovate but then I realized that was impossible; wood for the indoors, especially flooring needs to be seasoned or dried for at least a year or two. Anyway I couldn't help but compare the difference. When we were building onto the barn Danny would mill wood as the guys needed it and it looked like this:
But now t he snow is almost melted and it looks like this:
It always seems like magic to me watching them square the log so they can mill it to their specifications. My father built this mill and he's really proud of it but Danny is the one who uses it the most which is why it currently lives at our house in the orchard.
Anyhow as Danny was milling the wood I got to thinking about the garden. Now I specialize in rocks and weeds but we had just been to visit Gilberte Doelle at Wild Rose Farm and her garlic is up almost 3"s! I have a small patch of garlic so I went to visit it. Nothing, nada. I was not happy. But i got to thinking; Gilberte is way smarter than I am when it comes to planting and harvesting but i did get my garlic planted last Fall and I covered it with really nice well rotted manure. So I started to gently scratch the surface and guess what I found:
So I quickly covered it back up and went away grinning; my garlic is alive and growing.
It's kept me happy even when Hannah talked me into going for a bike ride with her and I used Eben's bike. I was going down the driveway when I discovered it has no back brakes! That was a little scary but I survived and so did the bike.
March Break is getting over but Spring is really coming and soon things will be going really fast and there won't be enough hours in the day.
Tomorrow is the first delivery of out Beef CSA in Halifax at the Grainery. I hope everything goes well.