Looking for a new best friend? Companion? Someone to mow the lawn? Keep the invasive’s at bay? Thin out some brushy land? Someday give you fresh, creamy, raw milk every darn day? Look no further! We have some very special and lovable doelings and a few bucklings for sale. Check them out. We are eager to find them a good home, so please share. Thanks!
April 13th. About this much winter left.
Gertude’s great grandson: Fred, son of Eva.
We almost always encourage our guests to walk in the barnyard and find a goat to cuddle. Inevitably, Fred always seems to make himself the most available for that role. Here he is nibbling Eva’s goat-tee.
We have all been glowing a little bit here on the farm recently. While the weather has played its part in sun kissing our cheeks and windy days blow drying the mud right off our hill, it is also a result of feeling extremely lucky to have the community we do. Livia & I organized a little open.farm.birthday.party.meet.all.the.kids.potluck on Saturday and boy oh boy did we have fun. The barn was filled with friends from all over Vermont & New England, and- best of all a surprise visit from a very dear friend all the way from Seattle. Friends played music while we drank extremely good beer, ate the most delicious oysters in the world, tasted new cheeses and feasted on good conversation. And the goats were so excited to have new friends to play with! I feel very lucky to live in such a community surrounded by so many inspiring farmers, artists, and lovers of a good time. Thanks to all who came - and I still have many of your dishes! So come claim them…
Meet Webb. Her grandmama is Ahmic which is the name of the lake in Ontario where my grandparents first built a cabin. Webb is the lake luke’s grandparents built a cabin on in Maine. She is part of the ‘bodies of water we love’ line of goats. Her mom is Mackenzie - as in the Mackenzie delta in Northwestern Canada that spills out into the Beaufort Sea. They are all french alpine sweethearts. Gentle, easy to milk, and friendly with the rest of the herd.
Um, excuse me sir. I have a little secret to tell you.
It goes: get up off your butt and PLAY. WITH. ME. NOW!!
And with Manhattan’s triplets born over the weekend kidding is over! Or at least until May… And as soon as Lucas & I get a good nights sleep Ill be sure to post more photos.
With her silver coat and black boots Manhattan is one of our most stylish goats. Last year she had one buck so we were particularly thrilled to meet her two little doelings: Brooklyn & Queens.
It is a miraculous thing to witness so much life coming into the world as happens during ‘kidding’. Our does have given birth to 38 kids so far with three does left to freshen. With so much action it also requires constant vigilance to make sure each kid and mom are doing great. Sometimes there are little issues like little Woodsy above who was walking on her ankles (the solution: two days with a little pipe insulation around her legs to straighten things out) other times we rely on the great folks over at Green Mountain Bovine to guide us. Our goats are in good hands.
Elvis really loves watching the baby goats (34 of them so far!). He can’t wait until they are a wee bit bigger and can come out of the barn to play.
Luna licks up a taste of Spring this morning….& the llama looks out in disbelief.
Fact: Goats like tricks. This winter, with Junebug leading the way, they have figured out how to turn on the water spigot in the barnyard. Yes, there is a full bucket of clean water right below it, but no no, it is way more delicious straight from the source.
As the mud story goes. It is going to get worse before it gets better.
They are up and about now. Meet snow. Meet sky. Meet sun.