holy mackerel

Yikes! I entered a time warp and now it’s May! How did that happen? I know what I missed, what did you miss??

April was crazy busy. My dad came to visit Easter weekend. It was a good, albeit slightly awkward visit. Our intern, C, arrived the next week, and oh the love I have for her! She makes life soo easy! She has taken over morning milkings, minus Friday, when I milk with her. She milks Saturday evenings for me so I don’t have to after the market. She helps with cheesemaking and cleaning…And she is easy to get along with and talk with. O, I am in love! The only sad part she leaves in August!! What ever will I do??

Our first Farmers Market in Boise was April 21st. It went really well! It was the perfect day, sunny and warm, and there were tons of people!

I finally got ahold of the Boise Co-op, and they have my cheese now! So. Stinkin’. Excited! I have new labels! (I already have them redesigned, but it’s a fab start!). More. Excitement! Our Buff Orpington chicks just started laying eggs!

Oh, there is lots more, but that is a start! Happy May!!!

O the places I go

….or lack of places I go…
So, its been busy but boring around here the last week or so.  Jeremy is working Monday thru Thursday in Oregon, so I have just had really long days doing all the feeding plus dairying (did you know dairying was a word?)…pigs are growing fast, turns out they like to sleep in…

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The kids are doing great. They gobble all their milk down, and would drink more if I would spare it. Right now they are getting half of all the milk. Basically when I do evening milking, I bring it home for their dinner and next morn’s breakfast. Seems to be a good compromise at the moment. Our big market starts in a month, so I’ve made one batch of chevre, mostly to use as marketing to give samples to chefs, and a batch of lavender gouda, to be sold starting July…we have friends who own a lavender farm, and they let us bring cheese last summer and it sold like hotcakes, so I got this made a month to 6wks earlier this year, which means it will be even better! I started selling gouda at 60 days aged last year, and it was good. I found a wheel at 5-6 months aged, and it was soooo much better. So what I made this week will be about 4mo aged by the time the lavender festival comes. (This is fresh packed into molds.)

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I spent two days doing marketing, mildly successful. Funny how a little discouragement brings me down fast…ok, not so funny. I was really tired, and it made the whole concept of of “cold calling” chefs almost unbearable. I feel ready to tackle again…well, in two weeks I’ll go back to Ketchum and Boise to follow up and visit some other places.

It is finally feeling like speing here! Nevermind it snowed on Tuesday! Almost to 60, and SUNNY! About time!

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finding a balance

Well, it feels like things are slowing down a bit, finding a new norm for spring. But, things aren’t slowing down, I’m just adjusting to the new routine, and this means I’m tired, a LOT. Milking is going well, half the milk the girls are producing is going to the kids, which was the reality last spring, and it ends up getting frustrating because it means less cheese making for me. But it’s okay. I’ve got 5 1/2 wks till the market in Boise starts, so until then, the kiddos will get all the milk they want; then they’ll have to be rationed a bit. I’m hoping to get a few new girls in milk later this month from a breeder friend, but we’ll see. I set my first batch of chevre for the year last night, getting ready to go pull it from the vat in the next hour. I’m trying to get into “marketing jilli” in order to sell cheese before markets start, which is a rather unique challenge for me. …game face time…

Other new challenges include finding time to cook and do laundry. This time of year laundry get lumped into three categories: human, goat, cheese. Be thankful I am washing laundry, sorting by color or type is really asking too much. I just need to shove as much in the washer as possible without overflowing it. Well, I do have enough time to cook, but my creativity and planning ahead capabilities are currently out the window, so I just stand in the kitchen trying to think without really focusing.

J is working out of town the next few weeks, though he will be home on the weekends. But he has been such a big help with feeding and moving heavy things and hay for me; now I actually have to be the overall farm girl and do it all myself!

I missed a couple cute photos from feeding kids the last week of February. My  helper loves being outside.

Blur.

So apparently I’m really only good for about of week of exhaustion, then I hit a wall. No, I didn’t meltdown, or sleep for an absurd amount of time (I wish!), I just start moving in a blur, unable to really focus on what is being said (and I forget a lot). Maybe that doesn’t sound so significant to you, but this is why it is. Jeremy says,”blah blah blah…” and I say “ok.” Then, an hour later, I try to remember what he said, then I try to understand what he said, cuz I am not sure what it means, then in that process I am dissecting every word, and facial features, and then I am in paanic/worry mode that everything is falling down around me and oh my. We’re in trouble now!
Makes for a very patient Jeremy getting a bit tired of me, and me pretty much acting the fool…a lot.
Good news is…I had a couple bucklings who needed babying, gave them away yesterday, so everyone who is left is drinking off the bucket! Yay kids! Also, we did move all the milkers over to the Barn last night, so I only have to milk in the evenings for the next few months! Chore time has gone down from 5 hours a day, to 2 1/2! (Goat time only). This means in the morning…I’m sleeping in…till 5:30!

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as if I didn’t have enough on my plate…a new project

So, in October, I decided that I really did not enjoy throwing away all our whey. And by “throwing away” I mean composting it. Compost is good. Compost is great, even, but with all the manure and green matter on a farm, it seems unnecessary, a waste to a certain extent. *And by “all our whey” I mean, from a rennet coagulated batch of cheese starting with 300 lb of milk, I end up with about 40gal of whey. Multiply that by a 4-5times a week, and we have a LOT of whey. So, when I dried the goats off, I started doing research on whey fed pork. I made spreadsheet to figure out if I could make any money off them, and if I sell them direct to consumer, I can.

Now, the next part was to find pigs. Turns out finding them is a lot harder than I  thought it would be. I started by asking the two folks around here I knew raise pigs. One doesn’t anymore, and the other had them in December before I would have whey, and before I had any money to spend on pigs. Then, last month, thanks to Laura talking about me ;) , a chef contacted me who had an interest in seeing more locally raised pork, especially pastured and whey fed. She gave me money to buy pigs! Seriously! A grant. So, for two weeks I had money and no piggies. I asked the same guy as before, and he was now hemming and hawwing, as his next litters are supposed to go to 4-h kidlets.  At our vendor meeting for the Boise farmers market, I was asking another vendor who raises grass fed beef and pork about his pigs, and explaining my new project, and he jumped all over me! …In a good way. “come get some.” Seriously. He called the next day to tell me they were penned up and to go get them! Yeah. For real. So last Saturday…the same day kidding started, Jeremy drove almost to Oregon to go get piggies. We ended up with 11, 1 is a runt. All gilts (females), except one.

We started by putting them in one of the goat pens, and they have done a fabulous job turning up all the winter bedding. We’ve been feeding oat hay, so I’m sure they found all sorts of yummy oat heads the goats missed.  They’ve also been enjoying sheep whey, and local, non-GMO grain soaked in said whey. They are in hog heaven!

Today, we moved them out to the pasture. In a large pen, but as the grass greens up we will add electric netting to let them roam during the day without tearing up the pasture too much.

I am really excited. They are pretty cute at this age still. 60-80 pound range. So I figure they will be ready to butcher in June and July. I’m taking orders now for whole or half hogs. Otherwise, I will sell individual cuts at the farmers’ markets I attend (2 this year). Also, pork is an option on my goat cheese CSA for this year.

Now all I gotta do is sell that pig!

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In the shed…the conclusion

There is a good conclusion to earlier today’s post…no, I didn’t stumble upon and extra $1000 to spend on a luxury goat kid shed. :) but after watching Baby Doll push for awhile, I decided something was wrong, maybe kids were presented wrong, maybe she was pushing but not dilated (happened to Nutmeg last year). I called Jeremy and made him come out and hold her for me. I’ve done this by myself, but Baby Doll is the biggest goat I have (sanaan/alpine), and I know I can’t hold her frot still while I’m reaching inside her…so, Jeremy graciously obliged.
Turns out, the feet were right there, and then there was a head. The question then was, do those two feet belong to the same goat. I haven’t had this problem yet, knock o wood, but I’ve read stories…there is always a horror story to bring to mind when exhausted and stressed, right?  Anyway, I reached, and reached, and reached, they were seriously the legs that never ended! So I determined she must have a monstrous buck kid in there! So, I just had to pull, and pull, and pull. Now let me just say, I really dislike pulling kids, it creeps me and worries me I’m gonna pull some poor doe’s uterus right out of her…again with the horror stories (I need to find some better reading material!). So, I pulled some more, and finally a GIANT DOE KID came sliding out! Seriously, I was really excited. Of course, I did Baby Doll the diservice of going back in as I figured there had to be another one in there, she is so big. Nope. Nada. Just one. One big one. This is actually my third, large, single doe kid of the season. I wouldn’t complain except I keep getting these kids with big ole heads that get stuck, and then I have to pull. I think this is the fourth or fifth time I’ve had a stuck head in the last week.
Anyway. She is big, and pretty, and not at all white. ‘Geez, Jilli, what did you expect out of a white doe and a white buck??’ Yeah. She is three colors! Four if you count her seriously pink nose. She doesn’t have a name yet. It’s a “C” year…except for a leap day baby (what else do you name a baby born on Leap Day?), and maybe a tiny. Afterthought girl with a spot on her spine. …
I tried to get a couple good pictures of this morn’s cuteness, but baby goats are incredibly hard to photograph! :)

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In the shed

Jeremy built me a lovely little shed this past fall for kidding, and kids, and milking before the girls go to work 8mi down the road.  Trouble is, it’s too small now! 26 kids have about filled their alotted space and are begging for more room to frolic, and with one girl, Baby Doll, trying to get comfy for kidding (which ain’t gonna happen…’comfy’ and ‘birth’ just don’t go together!), I don’t have room to start milking, so everyone’s just going to have to wait. And I keep having pairs of does go into labor together, but if I bring them in together, they fight and leave all that kidding aside.

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So, we’ve been in the shed this morn since 3:30, so I’ve been thinking about this a while…

In other news, kinda, Baby Doll is the 16th out of 18 due to kid this month…well, we started in February, but you get the idea. And all in a week’s time. Oh the cheese we’ll have in just a few day’s time!

More kiddos.

Oh my. I can’t keep track! I mean, I am, I have everything written in a notebook, but that is my salvation right now! I used a white LaMancha buck on everyone last year, so lots of white babies running around, and similar colorings on the non white ones. 19 on the ground! 19! Crazy. Plus a bum lamb I took from Laura (what was I thinking?). I did lose two Tuesday morn, I got outside 10 min to late and they were too chilled, mind you, 2 does kidding at the same time…so I was scrambling to find them in the dark at 5am.
The does outnumber bucks by one at the moment.
I have a doe who I keep thinking is going to pop any moment…for the last 2 days!
I have one doe who may not recover, I’m not sure why she is so weak, even called the vet out, and he wasn’t too positive. She has poor body conditioning. She eats the same as everyone else. I don’t know. And the saddening part is I only have so much energy to go around, so while I’m babying her, there is only so much I can do. I am still milking here, I think this weekend they’ll be headed to the barn, and those kids are eating 3x a day, and fighting using the lambar (bucket with nipples), so I am spending an exhorbitant amount of time getting them to eat.
And you know, keeping us fed, and laundry, and playing and chasing Newton…long week. Longer still to come.
I’m thiinking raising plants is the better way to go! Winters off, and a lot less bodily fluids to mess with!

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