Just look who is out grazing with the girls, Nellie, our very old goat who could not walk for a year. She is going out every day, but boy is she tired when she returns. She remind me of myself, I wake up filled with energy but by the end of a busy day the wind is out of my sails. The girls have not been sheared I wait till June to get a little more length to the fiber and also allowing them to adjust to the change in the season. Their coat keeps them warm but also cool. Their wool is looking great for this year!
This is Phoebe, she is now our oldest, when she was a baby she caught her horn, it did not break off but readjusted itself in a different direction, you can spot her from a distance. She seems not to mind, and it just gently lays there.
Nellie runs around sticking her tongue out, when ever she sees me she does it, it's her way to tell me she wants a treat. It also means I have no pictures of her without her sticking her tongue out.
Blossom and her mom have the most magnificent wool. There is a lot of black which during the year gets sun bleached and comes in many shades of black, golden and rusty brown to grey. Her temperament is as sweet as she looks.
To the Girls, grazing and those tender new green grass leaves, I bet they taste good...
* Last time in Barn Stories: Roosters in the Garden