Here is my little goat named Violet – an overly-tame bottle baby that we had kept too long in the kitchen while it was very cold weather. Her mother is a young yearling goat, and didn’t know what to do with her baby. At first Violet slept in a little bin by the wood stove,…
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Grape Flower Soda
The fair pastures are growing and growing, still silver-crested with daisy fleabane, white under the silver-lined clouds, heavy with thunder, that wander over the sky. The air is so humid it hangs like a mist around lights, and i feel like I’m gulping water when i breathe. The ubiquitous sand sticks to everything – feet,…