FIRST GLASS OF MILK.
This past week has been the start of a new journey for me - milking a cow. We are sharing a lovely lady named Lily with our Bugtussle family, and she calved a little over a week ago. Cher and I have both been at every milking, morning and night, trying to figure out this new routine and rhythm. It has been difficult and educational - and I just now feel myself understanding the flow, the muscles, and the energy needed for the task. You can read Cher's thoughts about it here. Soon, I will take over a few milkings a week on my own, but for now we both have been working at it together. We've worked through enormous rock-hard udders and weirdly small teats and mastitis fears. Slowly but surely, we are getting it.I love it. I love resting my head against Lily's warm body, I love watching the little calf sleep near her mother's head, I love the calm and stillness and magic of it. I can't wait to be better, quicker and stronger - without the sore hands! But I love it still.I will take pictures of sweet Lily soon, but lately I've been too busy trying to get the process down. I did snap a good one, though, of the view from where I milk.- Hannah.
THE BEST CHORE.
The cow we wrote about last week, Dandy, did in fact pass away. Not only was it very sad, but it also left the farm with a somewhat laborious chore - feeding her newborn calf. With the Smith family on vacation, this task falls to us....but I'll be honest. While it is time-consuming and must be done twice a day, it is definitely not that much of a chore.Feeding this little orphan face every morning is a delight, crouching in the dewy grass while curious sheep and cows sniff at my ears. This little guy is, in fact, a little guy, but Jesse and I hope to one day raise and bottle-feed a little heifer to become our milk cow. Until that day, we will just keep practicing, and enjoying every minute of it.- Hannah.