It's official.

I'm going to miss this place.

I've been spending my days in a wistful haze, quietly drinking in sounds and smells, trying to take in as much of this amazing seasonal transition as I can...knowing the seasonal shifts in the redwoods will be the merest of subtleties compared to the utter bursting forth that is a New England Spring.

I'm going to miss this girl, too:

My Alice.
But she's a Vermont girl and has zero interest in long journeys and the salty sea. She likes bracken. And lots of it. And she probably won't miss me all that much. Or at all. But I'm okay with this.

Really, I'm okay with all of this. If only because I am very distracted with the fact that I have only two more weeks until Twist and less than that to ship out for Maryland Sheep and Wool.
I have been mad prepping:

Have not even begun work on the shiny new thing that I intend to have ready for both. Luckily, I can run remarkably well on very little sleep.

Since C has been back and housemates have still been away, there has been family time and even a few quiet moments in the day...I had forgotten what it was like. We are quite the efficient little unit when we have our own space and time to manage. I really enjoy not needing to schedule my laundry and showers.

C leaves soon...in a few weeks time. A solo drive. The whole storage idea became ridiculously expensive. So, the standard moving rig it is, and we'll just have to move everything around a lot when we work on things like the floors and such. The little guy and I are still planning on taking the train...just the two of us...a few weeks behind C so he can get some of the more major work done without having to worry about kid-safety, or un-safety as the case may be.

I'm going now to soak up the remaining bits of this glorious Spring day. And eat a popsicle.
xoxoxo

*love*

from LJ September 10
my goats!
I do, I really do.

I mean, LOOK AT THEM:

Catchin' a snooze in the afternoon.
Sometimes I want to be a goat. The eat and they nap and they lick my hands. The simple life.

But, I do very much like to make things other than nanny berries. Here's some recent stuffs:


It will be nice to get back into the groove of the saturday farmer's market, and quietly prepare for BBB. I am making myself a promise to squirrel things away and build my inventory over the next couple of months, so's I can avoid the madness of my typical pre-show procrastination. Before Twist, I had rushed a very goofy kinda sloppy tablecloth, and I do not plan on using it again. In fact, I'm revamping the whole look of my website, logo, etc. I just don't feel like they represent me very well, and I want to tone it down a bit. I'll be making a nice banner on some muslin fabric to hang in front of some grey/blue batik tablecloths.

Blah, blah. Oh, and I made amazing banana-peanut butter-chocolate chip muffins this afternoon and completely spoiled my son's appetite for dinner. But we had fun and muffins with fresh chevre on top is a perfectly acceptable meal, right?

OMGoats!

They're heeeeeere!
I love them.
I knew I would love them.
But, I really love them.

Meet Alice:

She is on a lead, getting a tour of her new surroundings. She and her babe had not been exposed to much in the way of grazing, so they have been timid to leave the barn and enjoy the green-y goodness of Spring.
Baby Isobel:

Miss Isobel is very shy around us, but I know she will warm up as she watches her Mama. Alice is all about being noozled and pet, and she gives us lots of kisses. The Little Guy is a bit intimidated, as Alice is very curious about the small human. She just wants to sniff him all over and nibble the buttons off his clothes. They really do try to eat everything. Our neighbor gifted the Little Guy a tricycle, and Alice promptly ate the tassles off. Now we don't bring toys inside the goat fence.

Isobel is almost weaned...we may be able to milk Alice, but we're not sure. She's very comfortable with C already, so it could happen.
Did I mention I love them?
I think there must be nothing more adorable than a romping baby goat.

In other news:

( OMGarden! )

And because no post is complete without a booty shot: