I bought a 4th goat yesterday. She is related to my Lily, Lyla and Lola, and her name is Lily. Lily 2 for now. Spencer, my rent-a-buck, has completed his job, but I will miss his spunk. He does these flying leaps and twists you wouldn't believe, and can usually be seen balancing on top of a 3 foot stump in their pasture. Yes, he stinks, but it is a fine stink compared with most. I still walk the deer trails with the herd, and adore my Saanens. I may try crossing with a Nigerian Dwarf buck in the fall though, just to do something different.
I am getting over 20 chicken eggs a day; mostly green with some brown. The ducks finally starting laying their big white and green eggs. The geese are getting noisy and bicker more as they approach breeding season. My quiet Emdens aren't so quiet anymore, and my African male is nearly intolerable at times. They range far and wide through the deep snow, and have taken to sleeping in the greenhouse. I love watching the Muscovies fly past our windows from their pen up to the top of the barn or garden gate. The Cayugas and Swedes are irrepressibly happy, waddling with great purpose to nowhere in particular.
I am psyching myself up for maple syrup season. It seems to be a bigger ordeal every year, but we keep getting better at it too. Gardening seems such a long way off with all this snow, and I am enjoying my downtime while it lasts. I love seasons.