If there’s one thing you hear me say it’s that we need more girls around this place.
So ten new heifers milling around the fields outside the house? No big deal. They arrived on Monday and we’ve been talking about things like the fact that the electric fence is now turned on, what songs they probably want to have sung to them, and who gets the orphan with the black and white face.
They are currently being named and claimed. And serenaded (though not by trombone.) And last night, I found a certain 12-year-old flat on her back in the middle of the field doing homework and hoping curiosity would bring them in greet to her.
I told the girls we need to come up with a theme for name-selection.
We’re open to suggestions.
Happy weekend friends! It’s been wonderful being back here so much this week. Feels like old times. Must get back in the habit.