Kidding Pens and Guinea Eggs...they have nothing in common
We got an email from Ken Spaulding after our post on the lambing/kidding jugs. Ken and Janice teach the Goat School each spring and fall at Stony Knolls Farm in Saint Albans, Maine. He said that the panels were too large for the tiny kids and lambs we would have. We listen to and greatly appreciate advice. Alex took a trip to Home Depot and picked up some hardware cloth. We used plastic ties to hold them in place. Now, we are ready.
No babies will get through this tiny mesh. Now...we wait.....
The guineas have really started laying. The eggs may be smaller...but they sure are cute.
How many guinea eggs does it take to make breakfast?
How does this sound... "Alex ate four eggs for breakfast". She is going to kill me when she reads this post. I think everyone needs to be picked on once in a while. If you have eggs for breakfast, you have to eat them on a rooster plate.
We continue our watch. We thought that Isabella was having contractions Monday night. False alarm. We did a trial run. Put her in the kidding pen, gave her fresh water and a little grain. I think she did it on purpose. She was just faking us out. Actually she put us through a trial run. I guess now she knows where we stand. Anywhere she tells us to.
This is the story of two best friends who lived in seperate towns, managed two seperate homes with all of the bills, taxes, and house payments of each. We thought that it was silly to continue paying such high bills. We decided to look for an old farm where we each could follow our dreams. We looked for a house big enough that would allow each of us to have our seperate space, enough farm land to be able to have sheep, goats, chickens, turkeys and any other animals that caught our fancy. We needed a barn big enough to house animals and hay. Both of us love the seasons in New England and wanted to remain in the northeast. Both of us were ICU nurses and are under no delusion that we can pay our bills with farming alone. We needed to be located near a large hospital for employment. We work full time as nurses and full time as farmers. That was a lot of needs/wants to guide our search. We combed through magazines, for sale guides, and the internet. We found a place northwest of Bangor Maine that fit these needs. It was a fixer upper in the mildest of terms. This is our story, how we arrived, refinished a 160 year old farm house and are making our dreams come true. We hit bumps in the road at every turn and try to keep a positive attitude. After three years we have come to a change that can't be overlooked. After much thought Alex has decided to pursue her dream elsewhere. Now the farm rests with Ted and I. We will work together to make our dream an actuality. Please follow along with us and welcome to Mainely Ewes Farm.