A Matter of Trust

Sometimes you just have to trust that bad things won't happen.   That is hard for me.  I worry about all the little things that could go wrong and try to make plans to avoid anything bad happening.

Lately I have been trusting the goats to stay in the totally make-shift and haphazard area I have tried to fence off for them.  Even more recently, I have decided to let the dogs out and off leash when the goats are out.  There are endless ways wherein the two could encounter each other, but so far so good.  Buddy stays up top where there is actually a pretend kind of fence and so do the goats.  Both could wander down the hill and cross the wide open nothingness that exists at the bottom.  Chaos would most certainly ensue if they met.   My new work schedule has forced me to make these changes because of time constraints.  It is actually a good thing.  I am learning to trust.

You can see in the video that the fence is parts and portions of fencing pieces.  The gate for the goat pen swings open and meets with the make-shift half fence.  Otherwise, this is the high frequency passage way to and from the hay, goats, dogs, etc.   

P.S.  The noise you hear in the video is a goat sneezing.  Otherwise, it sure was awfully quiet.

And just the remains of something found down at the dog park.

Remember Me?

Remember when I used to blog often?

Well, I guess times have changed.  Actually, my work schedule has changed and it really has me unbalanced and without a routine for a bit.  I will figure it all out and find time for photography again.  Someday...

If I could be home more I would have taken a picture of Boyd digging length after length of the drain ditch by hand even though he bought a fancy back hoe this spring.  

I could have also taken a picture of the jungle that was our lawn.  It was so out of control by the time Boyd mowed it the other night.  I would mow, but I am not qualified according to my husband.  

Fine by me!

I came home one day to find this bale of hay perched on top of the compost pile.  Boyd has taken up abstract art, I guess.  It is an old bale from last year that we need to get rid of.  I ended up cutting the strings because I was afraid the whole thing would slide off and squash someone.  Ends up, the goats love to eat from it when they are out.

 I did manage to take some sunset pictures tonight.  All iPhone of course.

 At the risk of my sisters wrath, here is what our walks look like.  No snakes or deer lately, but we saw some sort of rock chuck marmot like creature the other night.   And, we were honored with my mom's presence on our walk tonight.

Haulin' Hay By Moonlight

And we still have plenty to haul tomorrow.

Already August

It is already August!!!   First thing I need to do is wish my cousin Amy a Happy Belated Birthday!!  Sorry about the belated part :(  Hope you had a great day. 
The apricots are coming on and a pretty big limb filled with fruit fell off the tree during the night, so I fed it to the goats this morning.

 

This is what it looked like this evening.

Another way to recycle newspaper.

I took the canoe to the river finally.  I used the handy hitch my husband made me to hook up my little trailer and balanced the canoe on it for the bumpy ride down.  Used the loader for the chairs, it went smoothly.

A video of us out on the river tonight.

Any body ever read the book, "A Year Down Yonder"?  Love it!  Anyway, there is a part in the story where they go under a tree in the boat and a snake falls on the boy.  So funny!  We do have snakes in the river and they swim with their little heads out of the water.  Creepy!

Tonight's light in the clouds.

Box Elder Campground

Nope, they're not sisters.

Perfect camping shoes