Dream A Little Dream Of Squeeeeee
Your dreams are important and you deserve time and space to pursue them. Keep going towards your goals, I believe in you! — Sonia SotoLayer, who dreams of hatching this pile of shavings she’s been sitting on for a week.
Here’s What’s Happening At Good Spirits Farm
I know I promised last week would be the last newsletter containing the word testicles, but, I regret to inform you we failed in Operation Castration. We got the boys in the squeeze chute (a feat in its own right), and I got out the $200 tool, and, y’all, I could not figure it out. You have to get both testicles through the band for it to work properly, but all I could feel was squish. It was really hard to tell exactly what I was grabbing. Afraid I might hurt them by doing it wrong, or only get one ball and end up with an oopsie baby, we decided to go to plan B: hire backup. Current score: AC: 0 Calf Balls: 1 (please don’t unsubscribe because there’s too much testicle content here!!!)
We need you to send rain thoughts. It has been really, really dry and that’s going to affect our honey harvest. The red clover, a major feed source for the bees, now crunches like potato chips underfoot, and the buckwheat I’ve planted in the garden has shrivled to nothing. We’ll probably pull honey next week, but it may well be less than we hoped for.
We trimmed sheep hooves last weekend and Beatrice thought she was absolutely going to die. We do this chore every four months or so, which is just infrequently enough that they never quite get used to being lifted and flipped into what is essentially a sheepie lounge chair. The result is that there’s always quite a bit of wrestling involved, and Beatrice decides it’s a fainting couch not a lounge chair. But we’re done with that chore for the next four months and, despite the odds, Beatrice survived!
Here’s What I Loved This Week
This silly meme which made me actually laugh out loud.