A few days ago Matilda had her calf!  It’s a boy.I wish the electric fence hadn’t been in the way for the pictures, but when I tried to go through the gate up there, Matilda started pushing it with her horns.  She was just eager to be milked, but I had the baby with me…

This was the first cake Mirin’s ever made–it was a meringue made with our eggs and cream with raspberries (from the store–alas!  I wish we could grow raspberries!). I went to the farm last Sunday with the baby in tow (her first ever trip to the farm!).  I can’t say she enjoyed the car ride at all–actually…

I haven’t written a post for so long–at first it was because there wasn’t much to write about other than adventures with Mairie forgetting where the milking paddock was located. (No baby cows yet–it turns out that I counted wrong when I was figuring out their due dates.  They are actually due in October and…

I really wish I had some pictures to put up, because yesterday was a crazy day.  But we were too busy.  It’s really too bad, because it would be so exciting to post pictures of Richard the Bull kicking up dirt, shaking his horns, charging and being a total jerk while we tried unsuccessfully to guide him…

Rose always likes to help me with the milking.  Sometimes she actually helps to milk, but usually she stands by my side and rubs Matilda’s round belly, and laughs when we get whacked by Matilda’s tail. She always insists that I save a little for her in the milking pail to drink warm and fresh…