We did something miraculous on Saturday. We took the day off.
We had some of Martyn's family out to celebrate our post birthdays. The weather cooperated perfectly, and we had a perfect menu: hot dogs, baked beans and cake. I know hot dogs are the antithesis to eating grass fed lamb, but, I still need my quarterly crap food intake, and hot dogs does it for me. I was bloated for 48 hours, but what the heck. A girl needs a salt infusion to keep from wearing a belt.
It was good to have some little girls out too, running around enamored with various animals. My niece of seven or so said to me, "Boone is a really good name for a horse, it sounds like a race horse," and just then Boone rushed over to the fence. Serendipity, baby.
I put the lambs in the orchard, and the donkeys in the studio paddock, so we had panoramic animals. Guinnias and Huck stayed in the back of the studio, but had an open door to peek into. Guinnias was in heaven, he seems to really like being independent of the barnyard and included in people activities. Frankie did not attend the party, hot dogs would have pushed her over the edge. At one point, I looked into the studio from the orchard, and saw my little niece casually letting Guinnias back into the studio, leaving Huck alone out back. I greeted her with the old goat at her side, and she matter of factly said, "I thought Huckleberry needed some time to himself."
It was good to see youth taking over Apifera again. So thank you Livvie and Becca, for reminding us it is a special place we live on, and makes people of all ages happy.
