Showing posts with label happy goats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happy goats. Show all posts

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Playing Amish

   
           Much as it's been feeling like a barn to me, today it really took on the vibe as the guys hoisted and positioned the rafters that will soon protect my loft...
   
            So many details...So much talent in my crew...So much energy coming from the timbers that carry vibrations from farm families dating back to post Civil War days... So many thoughts and feelings as I watch it all come together.

       But for now, I lay me down to sleep and pray the Lord my barn to keep (dry at least... until its little tin roof gets to rest perfectly in its own little resting place for its next incarnation, and then what a wonderful sound we are in for when it rains!)
   
     Meanwhile, I have to say...As much fun as it's been watching these crews at work, it's been equally fun watching happy pups and goats checking things out day by day. Funny how they know somehow that this one's for them~

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

World's Greatest Neighbors/World's Happiest Goats!

   You know you've got good neighbors when...

   --You come home to a newly mown yard cause your neighbor was on the mower already :)

   --You other neighbor texts to say "I'm off Wednesday; I'm gonna bush-hog yours when I do mine (unless you tell me otherwise)

   --Your text asks if you need anything cause they're in town buying groceries and you're not :)

   --All your veggie baskets and tupperware come back empty,  (when they coulda just kept 'em...but you're happy to provide refills)

   --You get a call asking' "Got any green tomatoes left?" (Cause they just discovered the fried green recipe in Cookbook 1)

   --12-year-old Addison teaches YOU how to fix okra another way that's not fried cause her gram just taught her :)

   --Your best, most thoughtful next door guy spots a few giant SPOOLS and drives all the way home to change clothes and vehicles only to drive back across town to nab 'em before someone else does just because "The goats are gonna LOVE these!"
             (And he was so right! #IAmSoBlessed)


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