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Tuesday 3 June 2014

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West Coast Seeds
The chicks have grown up fast and are happy to be moving around the field. They sure eat a lot. 
It's the actually sitting down at the computer to blog, which always keeps me from blogging. I could blog everyday and most of the time I do, in my head. I think about what I could write as I work around the farm. But there are few days the computer is even on and I'm on of those people who will not turn the wifi on unless it is needed.
 Most of the time we are to busy outside. The weather has been extra amazing and hot for May. Our duck R.J is hatching out her first ducklings as I write. Remember when you where little and everyone had kittens this time of year? You could dress them in doll clothes and push them around your dolly stroller? Well it's almost as exciting as that, expect a broody duck is not as friendly as a mamma cat. 
Well, I have taken on milking the sheep. I always said I wasn't going to breastfeed and milk an animal at the same time. So I never learnt how to milk the cow. I just did the all the milk processing. But with Morgan nearing the end of breastfeeding and the size of our sheep's bag it is my turn to learn. I'm really enjoying it and last night I got about half a litre. Which is the most yet and we are on day five of milking, this is also her first lamb.  The day I was born I learned to nurse, at twenty-six  I breastfeed my own child and at twenty-nine I will learn how to milk. My lactation education continues.
I really don't want to wean, Morgan, until I have some other form of real milk to feed him. I am determined as per usual. 
Nursing Morgan
Photo credit to Noah

Starting to play together, the long grass makes for many great games of hide and seek. 
Our hard worker, who we refer to as Foreman Morgan 


West Coast Seeds
This is our first year we have SO many peas. The past four years different animals, insects and birds have eaten them but thanks to our dog, Jasper, we have peas!  Lyra is so happy she can go and eat them whenever she wants. 
And this is what happens when I ask Noah to dress him for the day. 
Nothing says I love you like two truck loads of cow manure. I had no idea where else to plant those forty squash plants.

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