Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Tuesday

Up early to bake, milk and feed before heading to work. It was a quiet morning. My fears for the cashmere doe were realized and she did not make the night. Instructions were left for my son on getting her buried, as I would not be home until late. Another casualty in the battle of the barberpole worm. My heart breaks with each loss.
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  1. lseitterAugust 12, 2011 at 5:18 PM

    I'm so sorry for the loss of your doe. I know that I always take it so to heart when we lose one, but such is the way of farm life. There are so many good times and, as with all other aspects of life, those are the ones to focus on.

    Laurie

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  2. life on the homesteadAugust 13, 2011 at 5:49 AM

    You are so right~ And truly the good days always out weigh the bad.

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