This is a bit of a catch up, loving my goats, ignore the drama elsewhere on the farm, recover from our camping trip (which I’ll blog about next week), focus on happy randomness as the world falls apart, kind of a post. I’m sure you’ve had those kind of days. First order of business is righting a grievous wrong. In my Fourth of July post last week I neglected to talk about one of my most favorite things that happened was the girls’ carnival that they constructed and then hosted in their room mid morning.

Highlight being, of course, the photo booth compliments of Naomi’s Polaroid camera.

Now that balance is restored, onto business. I’ve been spearheading some improvements for our goaties: a new shelter, new feeders, a jungle gym, and fencing off some useless woods for a whole new pasture.

Free pallets are my new favorite thing. On a whim I asked the lady we get special feed from and she let me take as many as I could fit in the van. Naomi and Corra were with me and they (oddly enough) didn’t mind getting cozy with some dirty heaps of wood. The pallets make the walls. We also got some from our hay guy, so we’ll be building another one of these in the new pasture.

First thing was putting tar paper on the old fence panels we used for the roof. I’m glad I didn’t know it was full of cockroaches when I carried the roll to the goat run.

The residents approve and I’m excited to build another one!

Goats love to play and we had tons of leftover wood so jungle gym it was!

Goats like it, I like that they waste less hay…

Chickens love that they suddenly have new nesting options.

The woods on the east side of our property are ugly and overgrown and thus underutilized. Our goats are going to help with all that. Hopefully this week we’ll get the fence stretched and up then we can move the girls and babies into their new run where they will stay through the winter. It will be very good to have more pastures to rotate them through because we’ve been battling parasites and I’m a bit worried about a few of our goats. Hopefully the clean pasture and finding a de-wormer that works will do that trick.

Those are some of our projects that I’ve been focusing on because I’m not sure how to save my garden from weeds or my chicken from an unknown predator that’s been picking them off this last week. Sigh. Like I said, focusing on happy randomness as the world falls apart.