Wreaths were hung on all of the barn doors. Beeswax candles were poured and some old knitting projects were finished. Crafting was magical with friends around a fire.
There’d been a sheep ultrasound and alpaca vomiting.
One of my alpacas projectile vomits when he is overly anxious. This time it had happened in the vet’s presence when he was to be vaccinated. I was glad the vet witnessed the incident, since it is a new-to-me animal behavior. The vet had never seen the likes of it before, so, well, he wasn’t very insightful.
I cooked soup, ran supplies to other farms, hosted bunny-visits with friends and grandchildren & shared some festive pond-skating. A hay wagon of carolers was orchestrated to serenade our country neighbors.
Back and forth (and back and forth) tripping to a Shetland Sheep farm (Maybelle Farm) in West Wardsboro to pick up my ewes & a new ram. My ewes had been visiting the ram, intimately, and the opportunities to fetch them home were dwindling. The ram is now ours to keep and though he wouldn’t fit in the truck on our first run, we managed to get in a second trip in spite of the historic snowstorm forecasts. Our new guy, Thistle, is tucked in with our three girls at a generous friends’ for a temporary home. We returned our other borrowed ram, Orin, yesterday and so will make arrangements soon for everyone to come back to our own farm now.
Three peahens were fetched when on a trip south of Boston and back. I couldn’t stop singing, “…four calling birds, three peahens, two turtledoves…” and brought them into their own coop to acclimate before introducing them to Figaro & Xenia-Marie, our other white peafowl.
Char had a singing/conducting-gig for a radio show. Sarah Jane got home from college in the midst of it all. Jody arrived from Minneapolis in time to have the whole family together for Christmas.
Snow removal, pond scraping. More singing in Old Bennington during two candlelit services which put us in a heralding mood. Barn chores and baking, dinners, gift & cookie exchanges filled the days.
The last of the Christmas turkeys were processed and found dinner tables. Our remaining White Holland pair seem to think they are goats now. It’s all good.
We gave our newly acquired sheep and our alpacas their rabies and CD&T boosters on time. (I just knew I was going to miss it this past month! But I didn’t! Woohoo!)
I even fit in some time at the piano to keep my feet on the ground during the December wave-ride that happens, just somehow happens.
Beautiful sounds and sights filled the air. Bustling everything. Luminaries & white snow brighten the cold and dark. We decorated our tree on Christmas Eve.
Kindness made the rounds.