Monday, October 17, 2011

I Heart Goats and Fall


Fall is one of the goats' favorite seasons...with winter being their least favorite of course. Goats don't do rain and Washington has more than its fair share of that in the winter....and the spring...and the summer....and the fall. Wait that's all year. Sorry Texas. If I could send you some I would.

The goats do leaves though and Sunday was a good day to wander the farm and eat leaves and fir boughs that hit the ground after an early fall wind storm.



I call this photo Milk and Eggs...



Pepper Ann is happy to be out and about. After all my complaining about no one wanting her, a nice couple at the fair wanted to buy her and I wouldn't sell her.















The Tiny Giant poses on his favorite vantage point. Please ignore the ugly blanket thrown carelessly over the fence. That is the pigs' blanket...yes we have pigs in a blanket.



Yes, it's fall and you know what that means. Bring on the ladies.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Feed Your Children Well

Let's talk about food! School food to be specific. I have been working in a school for over 20 years so I think I have a pretty good idea what kids are eating and not eating. My school has been trying for years to improve the lunches and now breakfasts that we are offering our school age children. Gone are the days of feeding children a good meal to fill them up and get them through the day. It is now a business. Big business we have found out. Our P.E. teacher has worked for years on changing the choices that are offered to children but has run up against a brick wall at every turn. Long before Jamie Oliver and his Food Revolution, she has talked until she is blue in the face about offering only healthy choices. So far we have only managed to get them to offer oatmeal...but with a packet of sugar to sweeten it.
We know that kids like hard boiled eggs. How easy would that be to offer an egg, a piece of toast, and a white milk. But heaven forbid less children buy breakfast and their families feed them at home! Instead they are offered a coffee cake like thing, breakfast pizza, or my all time favorite is the corn dog with a rancid sausage inside. We have kids buying breakfast that have already eaten at home just to get the sugary sweet stuff offered at school.
Lunch is getting better I must say but the kids are still offered pepperoni pizza every day and some always make that choice, followed up with a chocolate milk.
We would like to have every child visit the salad bar and even if they don't eat it they are being taught what a balanced meal looks like. A lot of the kids at our school, sadly, never see that.
Not only are we feeding our kids the wrong things we are letting them eat all day long. Snacks have gotten completely out of hand. School starts at 9:00 and by 10:00 they are munching on their first, usually processed, snack. Did you know that you can perish if you feel pangs of hunger? No wonder we have such a problem with childhood obesity. Everyone is afraid of feeling hungry.
Last weekend in church, a young couple sat next to us with their boy who looked about 5. Not too far into the service the mom pulled out a string cheese and let him eat it. The noisy wrapper was heard crinkling while everyone else was praying. Eating in church? My mom would have killed me. Toys in church? All I got to do was doodle on the back of my program and make faces at my sisters when the choir hit a sour note.
As a healthy eating staff, we have been pretty passionate about change. It has been an uphill battle but if we persevere together we can, hopefully, change the minds of the higher ups and offer even our poorest children healthy choices. Recently, after helping a kindergartener wash syrup off his crayons and the desk after finishing his deep fried french toast sticks smothered in syrup, I talked to our principal and questioned the smothering of syrup and suggested that the lunch ladies didn't know the outcome in the class of all that syrup for not only the teachers but the custodian...not to mention the health of the child. He agreed that he would ask the lunch ladies if the syrup filled a nutritional requirement (really?) and if they had to serve it. He talked to them and they agreed to give the little ones less. The next time french toast sticks were on the menu the same boy happily munched his with no syrup.

The 4-H program was started when the county agents knew that the way to change farming methods was to teach the children. As an ex 4-H leader, I embrace that theory. Let's teach our children how to eat healthy.

Now don't get me started on the fact that it is just one more thing that schools are forced to do because parents are not!

Monday, October 10, 2011

Apple Harvest 2011



My mother has a small apple orchard with one lone pear tree. Every year we have to harvest those apples and the one lone pear tree. To get this done without a lot of work on our part we have an apple harvest party. Friends and family are invited.

Food is served.


Apples are picked.



with a lot of posing



Pies are baked.



Cider is pressed.



more posing


Everyone goes home with a box of apples and a jug of cider.

This year was extra special because I had my kids home.



Oh no, more posing...

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Fil Does The Farm Tour



Today was the annual Key Peninsula Farm Tour. For the third year in a row Filbert has been an attraction at Gentle Giant Meadows Ranch, where Shire horses reign supreme. Filbert is the candy goat. He carries his pack of chocolates and tempts children (and middle age women craving chocolate) to look in his pack. Fil has always been a professional goat and has taken his job seriously. He is almost a celebrity and has appeared in our local paper. People remember Fil in his handsome brown, white, and black coat with his green pack and matching collar and lead.



This morning when I went down to load Fil he looked a little dubious. I could tell he was thinking, "hmmm it's the first of October. I know what this means"

And he ran.

I chased him all around the field until I caught him by the collar as he hurried by. We wrestled all the way to the car and I hoisted him into him crate. He muttered pitifully as we drove.
When we got to the farm and I let him out he shook with anticipation of a day of children getting in his personal space.
I know just how he feels.
He continued to shake a bit as we set up but after awhile he settled in and ate some hay that was sticking out of a feeder nearby. As the crowd started to gather I had to hold Fil while the kids came forward to select a candy out of his pack.
Then Fil got a taste of the chicken feed that the kids carried around in small bags to feed the chickens. He somehow forgot his fear and gently nibbled food from their hands.



He hardly noticed them digging in his pack for a chocolate and started to enjoy himself.



As the day wore on he started to relax and appeared to be, once again, taking his job seriously.



Then he got full.

It was like a switch was flipped and Fil was ready to go. Just like that. Time to go. Filbert drug me to the car and when I opened up the back of my Jeep he dove into his crate-the same crate I wrestled him into earlier that day.

This may be Fil's last farm tour. I will start taking applications from the other goats in the herd to fill the position of the candy goat.

Anyone want to apply?



How about you, Buttons?

Monday, September 26, 2011

I Won....


a 3 hole nest box from Pam and Billy at Life on a Southern Farm. I started reading Pam's blog several years ago when I first discovered blogs and have been a fan ever since. Her husband Billy is quite the builder and he started building nest boxes that have apparently taken over their life. Oh how I wanted one of these but just stuck with my recycle bins nailed to the wall. They have had several giveaways and I have entered every one, along with a lot of other chicken owners. Boy was I surprised when Pam contacted me and told me I'd won. I asked Billy to autograph it. One person's nest box is another person's art and no matter what he builds whether it's an incubator or a boat it is always a work of art.
Now those recycle bins can go into the recycle bin because my hens are moving uptown to their new Hen Pals Nest Box.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

My DIL

On a recent visit I taught my daughter-in-law to milk...after all this will all be her's some day. Anyone that has tried to milk a goat for the first time knows it isn't easy. There is a lot of squeezing with nothing coming out.

That's how it started. Lots of squeezing with nothing coming out.



Then she started to get the hang of it. The milk started to flow one squirt at a time.



My DIL is a gal that can take on a challenge and doesn't give up until she makes it happen. Most mornings she joined me for the milking and before too long she got her rhythm down.



As I went about doing other chores she perfected her milking techniques. Soon I heard the rhythmic ping of the milk hitting the bucket.



As I came around the corner I saw her big smile.


"I have foam!"

Cora Belle misses you Steph.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

We Did The Puyallup



Much to the goats' relief, we are home from the fair. Everyone was in the top half of their class with our best being Boots who took a second in the yearling milker class in spite of her coin purse udder. Pepper Ann did better than Bliss with an almost second that turned to a third and Bliss getting a 4th. Wedding Belles did not like the fair at all but managed to pull out a third behind some beautiful Poppy Patch does. Cora Belle did her signature princess walk around the ring but it wasn't enough to take the judge's eye away from the lovely Mae West who lives at Poppy Patch.

The day belonged to a tiny doeling from Herron Hill named Pebbles. The smallest goat there caught the judge's eye from the start and went all the way to Jr. Champion.
It was a day to remember.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The Fair...so far



After a day of shock and awe the goats of Minter Bay are settling in to life at the fair. They are acting like it's every day you hear a band warm-up and Tina Marie the hypnotist outside your barn.

Here is Cora Belle and Wedding Belles relaxing with their relatives from Poppy Patch. The brown and white doe behind them is Wedding Belles' grandmother, Angel.



It's exhausting.



But the foods great.



Saturday, September 10, 2011

The Fair Line Up

I can smell the fair already. Sawdust, animals, fried onions....and scones. We are busy getting ready to head to Puyallup next week for the Western Washington Fair. I will be taking 5 goats this year. I have only ever taken one goat and that is work enough. Getting 5 goats ready is a bit more challenging. For one thing, there is a lot of shaving involved. I'm glad they are miniatures.

Bliss.


Pepper Ann



Wedding Belles



Boots



And Cora Belle



Come by and see us at the fair. We are there the 13, 14, and 15th. Nigerians are showing on the morning of the 15th. I will put on my white pants, after Labor Day, and hunch my tall frame over some very short goats and attempt to walk around the ring with them.

I might even buy you a scone.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Wild Flowers



I have lived in Washington my entire life and have gone to Mt. Rainier National Park many times...but never in the summer. While my kids were here we decided to go see the wildflowers in bloom on top of the mountain. It was cold and foggy when we arrived at the park entrance. We asked the ranger where to see the wild flowers and he told us that we could see them at Paradise (top of the mountain) and also along the road. As we traveled the windy road we saw lots of dandelions and Queen Ann's Lace but that was about it. I guess technically a dandelion is a wildflower but I wanted more.

And more we got. It was beautiful. Magenta, blue, pink, purple and yellow flowers covered the ground like someone had planted them there.



The wild flowers are in full bloom right now as they are late because of our crazy cold summer.



I highly recommend if you live in driving distance of Mt. Rainer you take the drive up the mountain to see nature at its best.



We also saw this....



But this got the most attention...

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

My Kids


My kids are coming tomorrow. I can't wait. Tomorrow is my birthday and I can't think of a better birthday present than that.