It is finally spring here – the snow is rapidly melting, our fields are mostly open, we can get into the garage/barn again. Nicholas and I make a recon in there today – planning where to put stalls, what will need to be moved out eventually, how to fix the doors. And then I agreed to buy two milk goats the last week of this month. Really. Two cross-bred does, believed to be pregnant, three years old, experienced milkers. (And I do hope they are in kid, because otherwise they will be eating their heads off until they are bred and can freshen again!)
I worked outdoors today, cleaning up with rake and shovel after a long snowy winter, with dogs eating THEIR heads off and depositing the effluvia in the yard. Everywhere. It looks like other people must have been dumping their dogs’ leavings in my yard. Two dogs can’t make that much mess – and one has only been here a few weeks. This is my least favourite dog related chore.
We stacked wood, I cooked on and in the woodstove again, and I got two loads of wash hung on the line. I even opened windows.
We now have not only peppers and cauliflower started, but English thyme, yarrow, and broccoli, after just four days. Some of the seedlings are on top of the refrigerator, which seems a good place to start them. It’s warm and has good, even light.
Today I felt like a real country woman – wash on the line and on the clothes horse by the woodstove; pot roast simmering while vegetables roasted in the oven; wood stacked with the husband after he split some kindling. We had a bit of a stroll along the river bank, contemplating our vista to the east. Tomorrow I plan to get some sewing done and work on my immigration file for a bit.