Snow

I don't like snow all that much; yeah it's pretty, okay, but it's inconvenient, cold and wet. Sunday we got a lot, and today it was snowing off and on all day. Going out to milk the goat today was so hard to do, it's such a struggle to make myself leave the warm dry house. Especially when the wind's from the north so it blows into the carport where I'm milking, and the snow and mud and puddles on the way to the goat area is sticky and chicken-poop smelly (thank goodness for muck boots!) At least Lily seems happy and willing - in spite of the snow, she comes right out and finds her way to the carport in spite of snow and drainpipes and stuff in the way, and eagerly if awkwardly hops up on the stanchion for her lunch. It's not quite so bad a chore if someone is enjoying it! And the milk is tasting good, the feta and chevre had a good sweet flavor. I've run out of rennet for cheesemaking; one more thing to remember to order.

Sophie loves the snow and bounds around happily, it does add some cheer to the bleak outside world. I wish for warmth and sunshine and vegetables, I'm really missing greens, the ones in the garden all look so ratty (and now of course they are covered by snow). I'm not really a meat and potatoes person.

I've started on a rag rug, a small practice rug for Sophie's kennel. It's a bit raggedly looking, which isn't surprising. Not sure this type of weaving is my cup of tea, but she needs a new rug and there's lots of fabric around - these are some old poly cotton sheets from Jim's stuff.