Goose Flaps Wings

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I LOVE living in the country.

This morning horses ate fresh hay from a silver tub and the new cattle moms were cleaning their calves, licking their faces and ears. Then off in the distance I saw the familiar V formation of geese in the sky and I rolled down the windows of my truck to hear. I felt my heart swell and excitement welled within me as they made their way across my path. So up close I could see their wings and feet outstretched to touch the ground. I turned on Bulldog Road and to my delight half the geese changed their direction in flight and followed me overhead they flew. How does it get any better than this?

GAIA

GAIA

Regal, graceful, colors from the earth and sky, we named her Gaia. Gaia is the name of the earth as a living breathing sentient organism. Gaia's colors reminded me of black volcanic basalt, her reddish brown the color of deep clay and Navajo Sandstone, her white like the clouds.







She is getting along beautifully and adjusted quickly to her new home. I believe she feels she has found heaven on earth especially at meal time.

Paul and I have gotten her used to the putting on and taking off the halter and then Paul got her used to being walked on the lead rope.

First we swung the fencing in the corral into a small circle and spent time getting her used to our presence and being fenced in. We attached 6 panels Paul welded to use as a catch pen.  She has never been groomed or touched this way before. The following pictures show the way GAIA was introduced to us and the halter and human touch.

Paul sits by GAIA without asking anything of her.

Paul enters the catch pen and GAIA eventually gets used to him.

Turns out GAIA  loves to be scratched and Paul takes advantage
 of these moments to pull out the large burrs in her fiber.

GAIA has left her pen and followed Paul on lead into the corral.

GAIA has left the corral and goes on a walk with Paul.
She loves being out.

GAIA is coming along very nicely and seems to love her new home.

A Tea Party For My Hens

Tomato Pulp Tea Tray

The hens have enjoyed this season immensely. The Unique Tomato Pulp Tea Party was a success. I love creating fun activities with my hens.  The talk between them is so cute." Oh look, Henny Penny!" one hen says, " a  platter of scrumptious red tomatoes."  "Mmm," Betsy cackles and purrs," The taste is divine!" On and on the little coos and clucks make quite an appreciative fuss over the party.

The girls run to their tray of goodies. They can't believe their eyes.
 During their  molting, a party is a great uplifting event.

Scrumptious Tomato Pulp Tea

The dishes emptied. Even the spilled pulp from their enthusiasm has been gurgled and supped down.  The Tea Party was a success. The hens walk off in every directions looking for bugs, green blades of grass and their favorite hiding places.

Thanks for reading our farm  journal at Little Utah Farm.  Take care and come back and visit us.