Sunday, April 12, 2015

First Kid

  Here is Cherokee, the first kid born this year.  She is out of Zindy Lou, my only gray colored goat.  She was born April 6th.  I missed the whole thing.  I went out to feed in the evening, and here she was up and mostly cleaned off,  nursing away.  Zindy is a good mom.  I'm spending time with Cherokee every day getting her to be nice and tame.  No more wild goats on this farm!

  I've got back into needle felting.  This is the first horse I've done.  The legs aren't quite right, but other than that, I think it looks like a horse!  I've made some goats, too, but for some reason, the horse has more detail than the goats do.  Maybe that's because I've been around horses since I was 12 years old and goats only 14 years?  I used some mohair for the mane and tail, and wool for the rest of it. I used thin electric fencing wire in the legs to get them sturdy enough to hold up. I really enjoy the felting.  It is fun and it's neat to see what all can come out of stabbing fiber with a barbed needle. :-)

  For yet another year, no babies were born on my birthday.  I was really thinking one would be this year, but it didn't happen.  Oh well, maybe next year....

  The wind has really been blowing the last couple of days.  It's a cold wind, too.  Probably a good thing no babies were born, they'd either blow away or freeze!  There were snowflakes in the air again today, too.  At least the sun is shining so I don't have to run the generator to charge the batteries.

I'm washing more fleeces.  I do a couple every day.  I'm almost half way through them.  I almost cried the other day.  The Akbashes got into 6 bags of fleece and scattered the fiber all over the ground in the combing room, mixing them all up and getting them full of junk, straw, manure, etc.  I saved most of it, but it's all jumbled up now.  The machine is going to really have to work to get this batch cleaned up!  I decided to just mix these fleeces together, they are all similar in color, and since I had to throw away some of it, there wasn't enough left to do individually, so I'm mixing these.  At least I know which goats the fiber came from.  Dang puppies!

Well, it's time to go feed everyone their dinner.  Hope the hay doesn't blow away in the wind when I put it out for them to eat!