I adore this time of year on our Kalahari goat farm. The fields are burnished gold with cheery little flowers hidden among the tall grasses.
It’s the time of year when our usual paddocks have been eaten down to the ground and we need to take the goats foraging for better pasture.
Thankfully we have acres of delicious grasses for them, they’re just not fenced in yet.
So each day I take the goats for a walk, keeping an eye on them like goat girls of old to make sure they don’t wander into the neighbor’s horse paddocks.
It is a wonderful job and although sometimes I moan and groan about it, I never regret my time spent wandering the fields soaking up sunshine and finding all sorts of beauties hidden among the waves of grass.
This week we had an adventure when our big daddy goat, William, couldn’t handle the proximity of the girl goats on heat and launched himself out of his pen for a bit of naughtiness.
There is no way on this earth that I’m strong enough to haul off a full grown amorous male goat, so I hollered for Bear and he came trucking out of his workshop, through the fields, and helped me round up and separate the miscreants.
He laughed at me later when he discovered that I’d stopped mid-chase to capture these photos, but I couldn’t help myself. The dramatic sky and bronzed fields and amazing light just had to be captured.
Chores aren’t always easy, but in surroundings like this, I can always find something to inspire me.
What is one of your regular chores that you enjoy?