My name is Jeanne. For years, I had dreamed of living on a farm in the country and being a dairy goat farmer and cheesemaker. Now that I've moved into a 130-year old home, complete with it's own mill, in the country and rounded up some dairy goats, I plan to chronicle my life learning how to live with nature, with various critters, and all the amenities of rural life on two acres down in the valley. Come take a look-see.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
This photo doesn't do this beautiful hay justice. It's deeper green than this faded image.
I may not be a goat, but my instant thought was yummy. Mine would go crazy with a bale of that! I love the fact I can drive anywhere within 15 miles of my home and pass at least 4 signs saying Hay for sale. Unfortunately, none of them have as great looking stuff as what you show here. Is it a second cutting? ~Tammie
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I may not be a goat, but my instant thought was yummy. Mine would go crazy with a bale of that! I love the fact I can drive anywhere within 15 miles of my home and pass at least 4 signs saying Hay for sale. Unfortunately, none of them have as great looking stuff as what you show here. Is it a second cutting?
~Tammie
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