Shortening German words doesn’t really work, but we call hügelkultur just plain “hügle” around here. Trevor hates saying long, crazy words… of which, includes most of the German language.
With the help of my awesomely, fantastic Grammy, we were able to purchase some dirt for a bonafide garden. As in: real “veggie garden mix” garden soil. We had thought ahead a little and started seedlings so that once we had the soil delivered, we could get planting.
Some of our soil went to fill pots so that we can keep our cilantro, artichokes, and tomatoes separate. They really spruce up our porch. It makes us look like really “with it” people. With one hügle finished and a dozen large pots filled, we should still have plenty to make two more large hüglekultur. I want to link them all up to not only catch water rolling down the hill, but also to make a cool squiggly snake design.
These new hüglekultur are being planted out back. While this makes them slightly more attractive to deer and jackrabbits daring enough to get close to the house, we don’t have to worry about gophers at all because of the shallow, solid bedrock out back. Sometimes gophers pose a larger threat. Plus, we need to use our triangle 1/3 acre in the front to fence in a larger space for the goats and sheep. Poor Bolverk and our keeper buckling will still live by the house, but the ladies are going to get an upgrade.
I bought six this year, but one died hours after I brought it home. So we have five for now. You’re lookin’ at a lot of turkey dinners here. ;)
With Trevor’s help, I sheared the sheep the other day. I got through Inga and then only halfway done with Bolverk before I realized I could barely stand up. All of that hunching over really upset my back. With our recent 80 degree weather, I decided the sheep would probably appreciate a haircut.
Since I started this shearing project a little on-the-fly, I didn’t have any sheep shears… so I used some orange handled Fiskars scissors. It’s what I do with the rabbits.For the most part they look good, but poor Bolverk looks a little odd. Cami says he “has his shirt off” and is “wearing puffy pants”. Sure, Cami, sure.
I’ll have to weigh what each of my adults gave me once I finish Bolverk’s haircut.
Sunday afternoon Bridgit kidded triplets! I knew there had to be more an just twins in there, she was a blimp. I was able to witness my first goat birth as well. It was creepy, but awesome! Basically, there is a lot of gross, slimy stuff you don’t want to know about, then this big blob comes out. Once Bridgit started licking the blob, it moved! All of the sudden it started looking more like a goat kid and less like a blob. Almost as if definition came to its face and legs and body as I watched it. Like I said, creepy, but awesome.
Now we’re just waiting for Luna to kid hers.
Tan and white, Buck.
Black and white, doe.