Tuesday, August 16, 2011


I milk two quarts of milk a day from my goat. I can get more if I start milking her twice. Oprah is way to big for nursing on her momma, but she is still stealing suckles. Oprah is a healthy girl.

We have switched completely from cow's milk to goat's milk. Today I took my surplus of goats milk and made a big batch of cheese. I didn't think to pick up the camera until I was watching the whey drain from the curds. All you missed was me warming up the milk in a pot and then adding lemon to curdle the milk. No recipe. I let it sit and cool a little before I poured it in the strainer, lined with linen, to catch the curdles and drain the liquid (whey.)

See why I thought it was pretty?
Then I added salt. About this much:

Then I picked some fresh herbs, parsley, basil, oregano, and a pinch of thyme. I chopped them up into a fragrant burst of fresh from the earth flavors. I added a sprinkle of garlic powder, black pepper and chunks of roasted red peppers. Yum. I wish I could have smell-a-blog, you would love this part of my blog. Later on in this blog, not so much.
Then I used some hay baling twine and hung it from my wood stove pipe. Tomorrow, cheese will be served. That pretty much ended my domestic chores for the day.

After the cheese making, I went out and cleaned the Rabbitry. It always needs cleaned up. Rabbits never stop pooping. Plus, I have three younger chickens up there. Which in turn attracted my other younger chickens. Funny how they naturally flock. Now I have six chickens in the rabbitry with some others who come and go.

As I was cleaning, Rusty came up and helped, and all of a sudden he said, "Did you see this big snake skin up here?" A shiver ran down my spine. "No I did not see that snake skin", I answered, sizing up how long it was. It was long. It went from my chest to my foot, and the skin had a loop in it. So I am guessing to my neck. I am 5'6".

Look at it's head, face, eyes, and mouth. So the snake is bigger, now right? Rusty says it's a black snake, maybe a rat snake or a black racer. He says it's not big enough to eat my rabbits and that it is there probably keeping the mice population in control. I have never seen a mouse in the barn. Maybe that is why. Thank you snake?

Hi I am a snake, what are you?

After all of that excitement, We decided to go pick up a little package that we paid for last weekend. You know the way...

Except we weren't going to town, we were heading down into the valley and over a hill. Past some farms...

Until we came to this farm.

I so need a lamb. Look at that face. I need to paint sheep.

Pig Pile!
Yes, today is the day we picked up our piglet. Everybody was excited when we got him home. Especially the piglet. SQUEAL! He had been free roaming with his siblings and big Mamma, cousins and Auntie Sows. So he really didn't have a whole lot of human interaction. Until today.

Tonka wants to see who is making all the noise, and that smell... somebody dropped a stinker.

Well, hi there Mr. Piggie.

Welcome to Bluestone River Farm. You don't know it yet, but I give the best piggy back scratches, and I will talk to you and feed you nice goats milk with your feed, when you are bigger you can go root and hunt for acorns. The baby goats will like having you around. When you get big, they will try to stand on you. Oh and watch out for that donkey... and your tail.

You are cute as a button.
I think we might go back and get one of your sisters.

Yes, so this little guy is Sling Blade's second cousin, or something like that. He is nestled into the barn on his hay bed right now, with his new roommates, the chickens, ducks and goats. I was hoping to get a nice sleepy time shot of everybody, they looked so cute an snuggled in, but it is my sleepy time. However, tomorrow, I will be taking the series of how not to photograph your pig.

Nite all,


  1. Where do I start...

    ...goat's cheese looks gorgeous, snake - not so much, the farms make me want to move out there, and Mr Piggie - is going to be the most pampered pig alive...

    What you gonna call him?

  2. Well he looks like he has a Butler coat on, so maybe Butler. Angus is another name suggested. Do you have a good English name Chris?

  3. I find snake skins all the time near my shed, but that's a big one...:)JP

  4. Ohhhhhh I don't like snakes! Your place is so beautiful I doubt even that could keep me away. The snakes don't bother your chicken?
    I've never had goats milk, or cheese. Sure does look yummy though.
    What an amazing life you have :-)

  5. I have seen some chickens do a number on a snake. All of my smaller chickens and pullets are in a protected chicken pen, or brooder. So, the snake shouldn't be able to get at them. The brooder is in my bathroom right now. :-) I have 4 baby ducks that just hatched. Fuzzy yellow little sweeties. But, they can poop like mad, so changing their bedding is a daily, and soon twice daily (when they eat and drink constantly) chore.

    The goats milk cheese is like feta, but lighter in flavor. It is yummy crumbled on salads, or eaten with crackers. Pretty amazing stuff. Goat's milk is super healthy, easier to digest for most people, and animals. Right now the piglet is slurping up my extra. He is fresh from Momma pig, so I want to keep him on a nice mild milk based diet. It will help him grow and will be easily digested. No piggy tummy aches.

    Snakes don't bother me outside. I respect their part of keeping a healthy environment. But I have to admit, I really don't want to run into that snake in the barn. I startle easy, and might take a huge tumble or leap.

    I guess I get to show you the best of my life here on this blog. Like any life there are ups and downs. I hate when I loose an animal, I hate when my nanny goat decides to fight me for rabbit food while I am trying to feed the rabbits. I swear at her. LOL

    You know, kids, troubles, the ups and downs... hormones hot flashes, things breaking etc. We do have greener grass here, but it needs to be mowed all the time. And the mower got a flat tire, and on and on.

    Regular life sometimes jumps up at me and takes a bite. It's the bites that remind me that I am alive, and I better damn well live. Swearing while I try to fee the rabbits and all.

  6. Where did you learn you farming husbandry, were you raised on a farm, or a self-taught gal ?
    The cheese looks awfully good, I'll let you do the snake praising, the piggie is precious, he'll be a spoiled laddie.

  7. Lovely Crow, I'm passing on this award to you because I can't get enough of your blog.


  8. Gorgeous little piggy!
    Aren't snake skins amazing! Not sure if I'd like one that big though...shivers.
    Wish I could eat some of your goats cheese. My eldest daughter Izzy and me, we both only have goats milk and cheese. Unfortunately we have to buy it from the supermarket, no lovely fresh goats milk around here for us. That is until the day I keep goats!

  9. Hi Jo. I grew up in rural NH, but that was when I was a young. We had a pig, that all of us kids refused to eat come harvest time. :-)We had horses, and I rode them, cleaned stalls, weeded gardens, climbed apple trees and I guess it was there that molded me into a country mouse. Since then, (until I moved here in WV) I lived in cities, and it was not a good fit. Now, all of the things I am doing, I just do. I pretty much am a learn-as-you-go type. I am slightly fearless in that way. I want a goat. I get a goat, I learn about goats, have babies, have milk, learn what to do with the milk. Same with chickens, and ducks, and gardening. I am a good listener, and learn from the more experienced small farmers. I love what I do. That helps.

    Awe Trish, you need a goat. Nothing like milking it fresh from the udders into the glass jar. I got a half gallon today. One goat. :-)

    Haily Marie! Thank you for the award. My first! You are very kind. xx

  10. I've just been drooling about Goat's cheese, so Chris sent me over.

    We must be cousins.... Cro in France.


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