I have the next few days off from the school, which is good because I don’t think I would have done well if I’d had to stay many more days at a stretch. Whoever decided that it was a good idea to let those kids have movies and popcorn on the last few hours of the last day before break clearly didn’t think things through. It was madness.
But it’s done for a few days. I won’t be doing the black friday bullshit, so I get a nice long relaxing break. In theory.
In reality, I’ll probably be running errands, working around the house, and taking care of a dozen little jobs that have been slipping. I need to clear out the last of the vegetation from the garden beds, for example. The solid frost we had last night went and killed the last of it. I was kind of hoping the frost would wait a few more nights for the last few almost-ripe tomatoes, but it just wasn’t to be. Goats will be happy with the scraps. Chickens too, for that matter.
Did you know that a dozen happy Wyandotte hens will lay 4-10 eggs a day even in late November? I didn’t either, and I knew that they were reputed to be good layers. I will probably go looking for more when it’s time to add another cohort to the flock. These birds are alright. They’re fantastic foragers and they blend in beautifully with the ground. They’re also clever at listening to the crows and running for cover every time a crow squawks, since the crows always yell obscenities at the raptors. Definitely want more of this kind of hen.
And I got two new little does to add to the herd. I went all the way down to North Carolina for them, but I think they will be worth it. They are BoKis, just like the big mamas I have now. Their mama was on the site and that doe is as tall at the shoulder as my buck. I sincerely hope she passes on that size to her girls. They aren’t done growing yet. Still, they’re old enough to breed, because you can do that with goats. I wasn’t sure if I was going to try this year or not, but they let me know right away. As soon as I got them off the truck the slightly larger of the two took a good sniff of Grinder and promptly presented her tail to him. I think they’re old enough.
The big does are due sometime the beginning of December. I’ll have four-month old kids by Easter and I figure that if I can’t sell four-month old kids for Paschal-Feast then I probably don’t belong in the business.
Tonight I’ll have a few folks down to the cabin and we’ll pour out a toast to the land spirit in thanks for a good season, and a safe, productive winter to come. I built it a little stone pile surrounded by white pines near the garden, where the energy seems to be sort of concentrated. The top stone has some natural divots in it which should hold offering just fine.
In the spirit of the season I wish you a blessed holiday. May you be reminded of where true value lies, and may your heart open to receive it. May the cold bring clarity, and your dreams manifest. No, it’s not a particularly warm and fuzzy blessing, but it’s the most real one I can offer. May you be well.