I never made a conscious decision to abandon my blog; life and new priorities got in the way. I don't want to leave this space altogether, as I do enjoy coming here to look back over the years. But as time has passed, I no longer write with a mind to "followers." I'm writing for me, so I'm glad if you're here, but you may find it a bit dull. I refer you to more interesting blogs, say Small Things, or Wooly Moss Roots.
Really there is little to report. The activity that keeps me so busy is not very interesting. Math with almost all the kids. Making butter, yogurt, granola, kombucha, wine, dinner, ice cream. Writing (not blogging). Laundry. Laundry. Laundry.
I can't possibly chronicle the past couple of months in a few words (I'm far too loquacious for that), so I'll just post some pictures, adding that I haven't even been very good about doing that these days. I really need a lens with a wide-angle-to-zoom capability, as my 50mm is great for portraits, but a bit lacking when I want an indoor wide angle. I have to back up practically out of the county to get everyone into the shot.
Without further ado, I give you bits of July:
Among the things of July that are not noted in the photos above, our heifer turned one on the fifth of July. Lola is absolutely lovely and we hope to have her bred this fall or early winter. Her mama, Fiona, is milked twice daily, which--since we have no hog to raise right now--provides us with superabundant milk. We go though about a gallon a day in milk and yogurt, but I've had the kids skim the cream from gallons and pour it out on the grass, which is criminal in my eyes. I need to start making cheese, but I don't know how I'll find the time!
Ironically, this is Una's first week going dairy-free. A recent spell of near-constant head and stomach pain, plus a cough, had me suspecting a dairy allergy. Since Sunday we've eliminated all dairy, and not only are the headache and stomach pain gone, she seems to be sleeping better and have less anxiety during the day. I don't know if we'll try dairy again in a week or so to see if her problems are in fact due to an allergy, but it looks pretty hopeful. I'm beginning to wonder now if all her fibromyalgia pain was actually an undiagnosed allergy.
As you can see in the last photo, my baby had a birthday and turned six! Since I began this blog when Dominic was a toddler, she is the only one who's life is chronicled here from conception to now. She's a bright little spitfire who will no doubt cause me a lot of gray hair due to her willfulness! I'm tempted to refer to her as "sir". But she's also a very loving kid with a healthy conscience, and she's usually eager to please.
Status on the new house? Well, we're still not in it. The wood flooring is down (still needs staining and finishing) and the stairs are in, as you can see. But with Bret doing the work himself, it's not happening fast...