I haven’t written on this blog in quite a long while! Since August, it seems. My bad. In my defense, middle-aged me is happily pregnant with our ninth child, but quite exhausted. Even keeping up with the daily must-do list has been more than I could manage. Thankfully, I’m coming into the second trimester now, and feeling quite a lot better. It also helps that we have sold or butchered all extraneous livestock as we come into the winter season, so there are fewer bodies to tend around here.
If you’ve visited, you’ve probably noticed that all of our chicken crates are empty! The children helped us process them in three pretty easy sessions, and then we were done. We’ve set aside a laying flock of about sixty hens. Around fifteen of them are already laying, and we’re hoping to have a good egg supply for our shareholders through the winter. Our last crew gave up laying in early August, for some reason.
But we have more important news, oh, yes, we do.
On Saturday morning, just after 1AM, our heifer, Sunshine, delivered her fist calf! The birth was uncomplicated, and mother and son are both doing fine. We’ve named him Oliver, and he’ll be in the barn for the rest of the week. He’s very sociable, and he’d love it if you’d say hello when you visit the farm.
Sunshine’s training has paid off and she’s milking relatively well. She’s got a bit of settling down left to do, but her issues have been minor thus far. Her milk should be in by Wednesday, for which the children are very grateful. They’re used to drinking about 30 gallons a week, but we’ve been milking just one cow for a month, and supplies have been tight!
Also, I miss ricotta. A lot. I dream of warm, sweet bowls of cheese…