Baby Goats on the Farm

Baby Goats on the Farm

“In the silence,
I could hear the distinct sound of goats maa-ing in the barn.
Lying there listening to them made me smile, too.
I’d always loved goats – every one of them different from every other one,
and all of them goofy and playful.”
Steve Watkins

After a two-day glimpse of Spring, Winter returned with frosty mornings and icy winds. Brrr. Winter’s arrival heralded another arrival: this sweet little chap who was born yesterday. He is dark brown with one white foot and has a powerful set of lungs. I can hear him bleating above the entire herd. We are smitten with him.

girl cuddling baby goatBear spotted him after we returned home from a day out running errands and hurried up to the house to tell me. I quickly bundled up in Bear’s flannels and trackies and spent a happy 30 minutes in the goat pen, cuddling the new baby and snapping pictures of the other littles whose curiosity had them cantering over for a visit.

Kalahari kid

Kalahari girl kid

Their little faces delight me no end. Especially this fellow with one ear up and one ear down, his nose still wrinkled like a pug dog because he hasn’t grown into it yet.

Kalahari kid restingThis girl is one of my favorites. She is so tiny and has such a dainty face yet she’s the bravest of the bunch, always coming right up to me to inspect my wellies and peer into my camera.

Kalahari goat kidIt was a gorgeous afternoon: sunshine, cute little kids, warm spots out of the wind. All too soon it was time to head up to the plum orchard to work on fences with Bear.

Krista BjornWe worked until after dark, digging post holes, fitting posts, stringing wire, hanging fencing. Luna trotted along with us, happily gnawing on a huge kangaroo bone she found somewhere. It was as big as her! We were cold and hungry by the time we finished, but so pleased to get the first phase done. We walked back to the house and snuggled in for roast chicken dinner and an early night. It was a good day.

Do you have any projects you’re tackling at your house? xo

Baby Goats, Winter Sunshine, and Cranberry Pecan Cinnamon Rolls

Baby Goats, Winter Sunshine, and Cranberry Pecan Cinnamon Rolls

Knowing I had a busy week ahead of me, I set aside this weekend for much-needed naps, reading, watching new-to-me episodes of Poirot, Miss Marple, and New Tricks, working in my garden, and spending time with good friends.

It was just what I needed and I’m ready to face this crazy week of finishing manuscripts, doing Australian and American taxes, and scurrying around collecting paperwork, fingerprints, police checks and character references for Phase Two of my Australian Immigration.

It was such a good weekend, cold but beautiful. Our friends, Shaun and Stacey, drove in from out of town to spend the day with us and we had so much fun.

Bear and Shaun hauled out their medieval swords, shields, and armor and had a marvelous time bashing each other, later regaling Stacey and I with animated play-by-plays of their best moves.

Stacey and I talked about planting tea gardens with real tea bushes and other plants that make wonderful additions to tea such as jasmine, bergamot, and hibiscus. Bear was on the phone to the nursery the very next day to order Camellia sinensis bushes – the plant that produces all of the world’s commercial teas, including white, green, oolong and black teas. We are so excited to grow and harvest our own tea!!

When we weren’t swapping stories and touring gardens and chook pens, we were out in the goat pen laughing and sighing happily over our 15 Kalahari kids.

Kalahari kidThey are so soft and cuddly at this age, and so adorable it hurts. I love watching their curious selves toddle bravely towards us for a sniff and an inspection before galloping off to join their mates in playing king of the castle on a fallen log.

Kalahari girl kidsTheir cute little faces just kill me and their antics had us laughing so hard. Stacey warned us that she’d purposely left the car window open in hopes of one or two of our babies leaping in to go home with them.

Boer girlAlas, none of them fell prey to her scheme, so she had to content herself with cuddles.

woman holding baby goatOn cold winter days you have to take lots of breaks for cuppas and treats. The guys moved a table out into the sunshine and we clustered round, chatting up a storm as we warmed our hands around hot mugs of tea and coffee and noshed on Cranberry Pecan Cinnamon Rolls slathered with salted butter.

Cinnamon Rolls are pure Canadian comfort food to me. The smell of butter, cinnamon, and brown sugar makes me think of sunny Saturday mornings with everyone still in their pjs. Traditionally they’re stuffed with raisins and brown sugar, but I wanted to jazz mine up a bit so I used Dark Muscovado sugar mixed with tart dried cranberries and crunchy toasted pecans. I may never go back to the original.

Cranberry Pecan Cinnamon RollsWhat is your favorite comfort food for a Saturday morning breakfast with good friends?

Cranberry Pecan Cinnamon Rolls
Makes 12
Ingredients:

1 batch bread dough of your choice (I add 1 Tbsp sugar, 1 tsp allspice, and 1/2 cup dried cranberries to my favorite bread dough recipe)
1 cup Dark Muscovado Sugar
1 cup dried cranberries
1 cup pecans, chopped
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup butter, melted

Directions:

  1. Preheat oven to 375 F (200 C).
  2. Line baking tray with baking paper, set aside.
  3. In medium bowl, mix together Muscovado sugar, cranberries, pecans, cinnamon, and melted butter until crumbly. Set aside.
  4. On lightly floured surface, press or roll dough into rectangle about 1/2 inch thick.
  5. Cover surface with cranberry and nut mixture. Spread to edges.
  6. At long end, carefully ease edge of dough off the counter and roll into a log, tucking in bits of fruit and nuts that escape. Seal log along long side.
  7. Using a sharp knife or piece of string, cut off rounds and place in baking tray, each round just touching the one next to it.
  8. Cover cinnamon rolls with dish cloth and leave in warm place 30-40 minutes until risen.
  9. Place in hot oven and bake 12-15 minutes until tops are golden brown.
  10. Serve warm (or room temperature) with plenty of salted butter.

 

Winter Gardens, Winter Babies

Winter Gardens, Winter Babies

It may be Winter here on our Queensland farm, but there is so much life and growth that in spite of the cold, it feels like Spring!

dewy calendulaThe gardens are now producing food that we can actually eat instead of just exclaim excitedly over: chicory, kale, alpine strawberries, and fresh herbs.

winter chicoryMy kitchen garden is a sea of green seedlings as broad beans, celeriac, Hungarian peas, and Spanish onions push their way up through the soil.

winter celeriacAfter looking rather sad and parched during the Summer, the alyssum is flourishing and fragrant.

winter alyssumLate radishes are popping up and snow peas, purple-podded Dutch peas, and sugar snap peas are getting taller by the day. I think I may have gone a bit overboard in the pea department, but really, can you honestly ever have too many fresh peas?

winter radishesThe nasturtiums struggled through the summer too, but now their leaves are so big and hardy they look like lily pads!

winter nasturtiumAnd the hollyhocks continue to make me smile and remember my childhood in Canada. Aren’t they beauties?

winter hollyhockOur most exciting additions started arriving yesterday: KIDS!!!

Mother McCree delivered twin girls yesterday and they’re achingly cute. This little one is the bravest so far, tottering about to inspect leaves and tree trunks and the neighboring geese.

baby goat peering over wallHer big sister is happiest snoozing in a warm corner, occasionally getting up for a yawn and a feed.

baby kalahari red goatAnd this sturdy little chap arrived this morning in a tangle of long legs with a white stripe on his tummy.

baby kalahari and mamaWe are utterly smitten and keep looking for reasons to wander down and watch and cuddle them as they eat, sneeze, and totter around like jerky little puppets.

What happy things are in your life right now? xo