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Behind The Scenes (Photo Heavy)

This weekend was the photo shoot for Juniper Moon Farm’s Spring and Summer 2013 collection.  A lot of my favorite people were there, and it turned out to be much warmer than the last time we shot spring clothes in the winter!  There were a lot of pictures taken in 3 short days, and though I cannot show you any of the garments, I can give you a peek at what it looked like “back stage”.

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The incredible Lauria, getting Anna ready for a scene.  Lauria kept us not only working on schedule, but kept us looking good while doing it.

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Maddie and Ann getting lunch ready for the crowd.

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Garment prep.

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Tanya kept us well fed and happy in between getting her picture taken.  When Paul showed up one morning to take care of fixing some props, she had a coffee ready and waiting for him, saying ” I heard you were coming so I made coffee”.

She’s pretty awesome like that.

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Lovely Shirra, between scenes.

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Cris kept us laughing even when we were exhausted and running out of steam.

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Neve could occasionally be counted on to help.

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Lisa brought her tiny new baby for everyone to snuggle, and looked amazing for her scene.

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Even Paul got in on the baby snuggling.

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Alston and Oona played and watched videos.

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Lucy never failed to be in the way.  Until we needed her.  Such a diva.

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Badminton time!

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Some quick archery safety lessons pre – shoot.

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Waiting.

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Oona warmed up to Erin in short order and shadowed her the rest of the day.

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Erin looks a bit chilly waiting for her scene.

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Anna and Erin, catching up.

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This picture cracks me up.  Cris and Anna, looking hilariously judgmental in the background.

Now we are all going to sleep for a few days.

Cheers!

 

 

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Goodbye, 2012

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Before we welcome in 2013, I thought I’d put together a little trip down the 2012 memory lane.  It’s been quite a year.

Enjoy!

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The Return of the Light

Another solstice upon us.  The days will start getting longer again with the promise of spring and renewal.  I don’t know why we don’t celebrate this any longer as a culture or society.  Perhaps the ease with which we light and warm our homes means we don’t need to rely so much on the sun’s light anymore and we are just that much less grateful to it.  I don’t think so, though.  So many people I know struggle through the darker days and eagerly await the their lengthening again.  Perhaps we simply lack the tradition of recognizing and celebrating this yearly right of passage?

Either way it is one of my favorite days of the year, because although I love fall and winter and enjoy the colder weather, the early darkness every day takes it toll on me.

Tonight we’ll celebrate by having a fire, enjoying each other’s company (the adults will partake of some Jameson’s and gingerale, my favorite winter drink) and work on whatever crafts we want to finish for gifting.

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We welcomed three geese to our little farm today as well.  You may remember them from Juniper Moon Farm.  You may also recall that Susan (and all the animals, if we are being honest) never really cared for these pesky critters.  Geese aren’t the friendliest birds.  But as geese go, these ones aren’t really mean.  I am keeping them around for snake control.

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We’re calling them Abigail, Amelia, and Uncle Waldo.  You’ve seen The Aristocats, right?

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Wren and Piper have been giving me sweet little lamby kisses.

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Being nuzzled by those soft little noses can cure just about any ill.

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Happy Solstice, all.

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A (Guard) Dog’s Life

There are days when it seems like the dogs are so much trouble for how few animals I have.  They are still rambunctious puppies, after all. and you know how puppies can be.  They like to fight with each other – sometimes violently – and manners are something neither one has had much interest in.  Had I left them at Juniper Moon Farm they would have continued learning proper behavior from the senior dogs – but I interrupted that to bring them home.

When George started chasing the sheep around I decided it was high time to be strict.  I contacted my friend Cindy over at Jacob’s Reward Farm for some advice.  Cindy adopted the previous litter of puppies from Susan, and so if anyone had some insight on raising that particular blend of personalities, I figured Cindy would.  Thankfully, she reinforced what I was already thinking.

I separated George into his own private pen so that he could be in the middle of all the livestock action, but could not actually chase them or touch them.

Orzo immediately calmed down.  George immediately calmed down.

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Two unaltered male puppies together = chaos.  Separated they are much more trainable.

Now we are able to work on manners.  George is leaning to be completely calm before he gets fed and petted.  Both dogs are learning to sit back from the gate when we are opening it.  Orzo is learning not to jump all over us.

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We are still having some hiccups – George still loses all focus when I allow him in with the other animals – on a lead – and refuses to hear my commands.  But, little by little this is improving.

Orzo has been taught by both Milkshakes and Jerry that he is not in charge.  He no longer tries to eat out of the trough when I bring grain out to the sheep and goats – thanks to being butted a few times by bratty Jerry – and Milkshakes knocked him down a time or two when he got too energetic for everyone.

There is no doubt in my mind they are worth every bit of effort, however.  I awoke very late a few nights ago to the sound of both dogs barking furiously, and while my first instinct was to be annoyed, I heard something out there answering them back with a high pitched growling / yelping noise.  I couldn’t see whatever it was, but I could hear it retreating.

Those dogs earn their keep.

Besides, Milkshakes seems to have taken a liking to Orzo.

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I often see them like this – either by the gate or in the hay.  Not quite touching, but close enough.

 

 

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Celebration Season

Celebration season has officially started.

Last night was my book club’s Christmas meeting, where we all go a little more overboard with good food and wine than normal, and we exchange books (I gifted Jenny Lawson’s “Let’s Pretend This Never Happened”)  and ornaments.

It’s always the second Sunday in December, and for me, it is generally the first “event” of the holiday season.

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We read “See You In A Hundred Years” by Logan Ward, and, though we started discussing it pretty late into the evening, it looks like everyone enjoyed it.

Or, it could have been all the wine we had by then.

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Maddie and I made everyone felt poinsettia pins using Heather Bailey’s Fleur Debris pattern.

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My friend Gabi brought latkes – I had so been looking forward to them.

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Every year that we continue on with our traditions seems to make it become more exciting, more fun, more full of fond memories. Every year we are more determined to still be doing this when we’re old and gray.

Building a lifetime of traditions with friends and family is the best gift you can give or receive – and I challenge each of you to keep with your beloved traditions or start new ones.  It’s well worth it!

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This Morning in Pictures

There’s nothing like a fresh hay delivery on a chilly (ish) December morning.

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Jerry wins by towering over everyone else, eating directly from the top.

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Or from his own special spot, where he’s opened a bit of the netting to get to the scrumptious hay.

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I hope your day makes you happy as a sheep with new hay!

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Livestock Misconceptions

My kids and my husband recently visited his family for Thanksgiving while I stayed behind to care for my animals and for the animals at Juniper Moon Farm while Susan and Emily were with family.  Don’t worry!  I had a lovely and relaxing dinner with my parents, who live nearby.

What is interesting about this set-up is that it was left to Paul to tell everyone all about our new animals and small farm.

Y’all, the animals and farming are aaaalllllll me.  Paul doesn’t know a whole lot about the animals or their care.  He just knows I love it and supports me however he can.

So it slipped past him (but not my kid) when a certain family member remarked that sheep are “stinky and gross”.

Now.

Really?

I would like to know how someone who has spent their entire life in cities would know anything about this.  My guess is that what she knows comes from factory farms and misinformation.  My other guess is that because this is the same family member who has done nothing but snub and insult me since marrying into the family that she was just being snarky.

Either way,  I am going to clear this up, right now.

Sheep are NOT stinky and gross.

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Sheep are sweet, friendly creatures that are happiest lounging in the grass, chewing on some hay, enjoying each other’s company. They will nuzzle you and follow you around the pasture if they know you.

Since all they eat is vegetable – based, their waste is pretty compact and odorless.  It makes fantastic compost.

You want stinky sheep?  You’d have to have them overcrowded in a muddy lot or barn with no fresh grasses or hay and not a lot of fresh air.  And even then, it’s the accumulation of their waste products that is stinky, not the sheep itself.  A healthy sheep (or any livestock) operation has none of the kinds of malodorous disasters that so many people seem to associate with  livestock these days. Trust me – we don’t want our animals in that kind of bad shape any more than you do!

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These kinds of misconceptions are harmful to us small farmers and hobbyists, because it is people with these beliefs that tend to want to live in the country but don’t want to be near any country animals.  In other words, subdivision dwellers who don’t like the small farm next door.  They are also the ones with the lobbying powers who push people like me out.

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This is also the reason why people can have as many dogs as they want – some the size of small horses, for goodness sake – but bring home a goat and people lose their minds.

Compared to dogs, most livestock are cleaner, quieter, and less prone to trouble.  When was the last time you heard of a pack of sheep roaming the neighborhood, tearing into your garbage?  And let me tell you – dog poo is far more foul than sheep’s and goats’.  Not only that, but can your dog provide you with fresh eggs, or milk or wool?  But for some reason, multiple dogs and cats roaming everywhere are okay.  I love my cats and dogs to the moon and back, but I understand they are not the only game in town pet – wise.

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The other side of this that is sad is that those same dogs are among the top predators of rural livestock.  And I don’t mean wild dogs (though they are a big threat, no doubt) – I am talking about peoples’ pets.  And because most people don’t understand that sheep can make just as lovely pets for a family as dogs, sympathy generally lies with a dog owner when tragedy strikes and someone’s roaming lab hurts some sheep.

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My point in all of this is that before you make an assumption, before you open your mouth or take action based on what you think you know: just double check.  It doesn’t hurt to be sure you are right before suggesting the rest of us follow along with you.

And one more thing: it’s the chickens that are the stinky ones.

Just sayin’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Decking Our Halls

Even as we are busily preparing for the arrival of winter by composting and mulching over the garden beds and cleaning out chicken coops to place in fresh bedding (and a whole host of other things) we are also preparing for the arrival of winter’s greatest offering: Christmas.

I always liked the ancient idea that celebrating throughout December with feasts and friends – and plenty of gluhwein  (right Celeste???) and mead, I am sure –  was to enjoy the harvest and perishable items before they rotted and to fatten up their bodies and hearts for the long, lean, dark winter to come.  When we lived in upstate New York I could certainly empathize with such an idea.  The good times and goodies we amassed through the holidays got us through the rest of the cold grey winters, which often lasted through April (I clearly remember friends still skiing at that point – wearing shorts!).  Not that I disliked winter – far from it.  I still love the snow and wish we had more of it here in Virginia.

Though we have fairly warm winters here (generally our days remain well above freezing) it is still nice to use this time as an excuse to spend as much time with friends and family as possible (and bake up enough goodies to hopefully last long after).

So, we have put up our tree, hung our stockings, and placed evergreen branches generously throughout.  I even made a wreath for my new garden gate.

Even Alabama looks festive in his new jingle – bell collar:

Soon the cookie baking will begin, the parties will start, the house will be full of the sounds and smells of impending Christmas.

We can’t wait!

 

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Introductions

We’ve had many requests for more formal introductions to our new flock, so here you go!

Those of you who are regular readers of Susan’s blog will recognize everyone.  If you are not a regular reader of Susan’s blog…….why not???

Adelaide the  goat.

Adelaide with her mama, the infamous Milkshakes (yes, we are pretty sure Milkshakes is bred again.)

George, our friend Lisa’s Maremma.

Orzo, our Maremma (left) and George.

Wren.

Piper.

Fairfax.

Amelia.

Aaaaaaand our only boy (castrated though he be):

Alabama!!!

Last but not least, the real character around this place, Jerry:

Everyone is doing very well and adjusting nicely.  The dogs are still trying to learn their manners – they are only puppies after all – but otherwise it seems to have been a smooth transition.

And, rest assured -I know there are many Alabama fans out there – all of the fleeces from these sheep are still going back to Susan.  I have no desire to run any kind of a fiber – based business, and though I looooooooove working with fiber it makes little sense for my to try to send my few fleeces to a mill.
I am just thrilled to share my home with these beautiful animals and enjoy their antics.  I am lucky enough that  my couch,  dining room table and kitchen sink all have large windows that face the pasture, so as long as I am downstairs, I have a magnificent view.

Come have a cup of coffee or tea and knit with me sometime!