Little Drummer Boy.

Jamie has started on his drum lessons again. He hasn't play drums in about 3 years.

But after the hullaballoo of lasts year's hockey season he didn't want to play anymore.

I don't blame him.

So he's started on his drum lessons again.

Well we had a Christian band come and play at church for the youth last weekend.

They stayed for the service on Sunday morning and played a few songs.

And guess what?!

They asked Jamie to play a song with them.

He's never played in front of anyone before and he'd only had one lesson since he began again.

But he actually did it, and looked and sounded like a pro!

We were sooooo proud of him.

Have a Blessed Day

Lisa

Happy! Happy! Happy!!

Lookee here! The raised bed fairy came and built me two new beds!!

Woot! Woot!

One is for all my lavender, which I have already filled up.

The other is for the garlic. I'll plant that in a few weeks.

I'm so excited!!

Have A Blessed Day!

Lisa

2013 Growing Season

Well growing season is almost over.  And it was our first with raised beds.

Well I must say, aside from overdoing things, it was a wonderful season and I intend to keep growing in raised beds and hopefully get more.  

I need two more before the snow flies.

So here is the photographic  evidence of this years growing season.

This is the beginning of the season. Tomatoes are still standing.

 

Here is last week. The tomatoes kinds collapsed. But look at the sunflowers!!!

Yes, I know...my quest for HUMAGABUNGA cabbage is still on. The cabbage moth kinda took over.

See the tomatoes? They kinda fell over. I didn't have enough for salsa, but I had enough to  freeze.

I love sunflowers. What can I say. The goats love them to...only for a different reason.

Have a Blessed Day

Lisa

The Trail

Even though I'm a very conservative person, I love things that are different. Things that are off the beaten path.

The Trail is definitely off the beaten path.

It's owned by John and Marilyn Browning.

They moved here in 2001 to take care of John's ailing mother. (I remember his mother was my figure skating teacher when I was a young girl)

They were living in Ontario and John was a teacher before he came here.

Six years after he moved here, his mom passed away. 

He started cutting the Trail about 10 years ago.

Like everything it started small....

Now it's just amazing!

Even though it's on private property nobody needs an invitation. People come and add to his collection of hmmm....eclectic art pieces all the time.

It's amazing the imagination this man has.

John and Marilyn both have a heart of gold. 

The man of the hour

I mean...how many other people would let anyone, strangers come traipsing in their back yards?  I love meeting new people, I love people coming to visit, but I'm not too open to letting strangers come and mosey through my backyard. Especially if I'm not there.

He should start charging admission.

Then again, maybe it's better this way.

Yup, that describes it.

You never know WHAT you're going to find.

The frame. This is where he wants people to sign the buoys and have their picture taken with the  "Frame".

I brought the girls from work here and never realized the sign over Kathy's head.
It says, "Old bag hangout". We had a good laugh.

When ever I can, I bring people over. These pictures were taken through out the past year.

I'm fascinated with The Trail.

Every path leads to somewhere different, wonderful and funny.

Before you leave the Trail, I guarantee that you'll smile, you'll wonder, you'll see "things that make you go hmmm."  But I know you'll love it and talk about it for a long, long time.

Thank you John and Marilyn for being who you are!

Have a Blessed Day

Lisa

I'm baaaack!!

It's been a nice summer.

I missed the goats but I'm glad I took a break.

 If I hadn't I would have made a huge mistake by selling them.

They're back and I'm loving milking them. I'm even milking them by hand. I've splurged and I've bought alfalfa pellets, beet pellets, flax seed and I've gone back to the feed I used to give my goats years ago. It's the best and the milk is tasting even better than ever!

I had stopped using it because I couldn't find it anymore. 

But summer is now over, so it's time to get back to the old grind.

Jamie has started high school! Ack!

So here's a few highlights from our summer.

Cabot Trail

Quilt show during the Acadian Festival

I made pickled beets

My garlic grew wonderfully

Went geocaching, then my GPS died. Bugger!

Made my first batch of dill pickles...and according to the reviews I'll be making some more next year.

Went fishing for mackeral and caught squat.

Jamie and I went to a tea with my mom. Jamie loves teas! It means food.

Camping at Kejimkujik

Kejimkujik National Park

Grapes everywhere!!!

And lastly, camping at Fundy Spray with friends.





I hope ya'll had a wonderful summer!

Have a Blessed Day
Lisa

TROUBLE! I need help!

It's been a while and now I need your help.

I've noticed where the updates are of the blogs that I follow there's one I don't follow. I'm assuming it's spam, a virus or something. It's also not in english.

How do I get rid of it?

It's written by georgiafarmwoman.

If any of you know what to do...HELP!!!!!!

And no, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth.

Just taking a break.

Lisa

Summer break...in more ways than one!

Jamie isn't getting any younger.

Soon he's not going to want to be seen with his old, uncool parents.

We want to go places but it's next to impossible to find someone to come goat-sit, let alone milk two goats.

When people say it's hard to find a dog sitter, they have no idea!

I was actually ready to sell the goats. Be done with Spring Peeper Farm forever.

I really couldn't in my heart do it.

But I'm getting burnt out...stressed. I don't have time to do anything.

I'm still considering selling everything.  

I really am.

But then I thought, maybe, just maybe I need a break.

But who on earth would take two does? AND it's someone I have to be able to trust and have experience and room for two more goats!

I thought about it long and hard.

Finally it came to me! 

I found someone.

She's got goats, she's organic, loves her animals and the place is clean, spacious and wonderful!

Best of all....she agreed!!!!

HALLELUJAH!!!!

I wrote up a small contract to make sure there were no misunderstandings on either side.

This way I know what's expected of me and her and vise versa!

So Saturday Azelle and Maggie got in the back of the truck and we drove them to 

SUMMER GOAT CAMP!

How cool is that!

So far Angela ( their summer goat mom) is spoiling them.

(she even gives them warm udder massages)

I don't think they'll want to come home.

This way I'll know if I just needed a break or if I really want to sell them.

So far I really miss their little faces, but I really don't miss the milking.

On their way to summer goat camp!

Their new dorm room.


We actually have places planned! We're going to Cape Breton with friends.

I'm so excited I think I'm going to pee my pants!

It's rained so much here that I didn't think my raised beds were going to do anything.

Well the sun decided to bless us with it's presence a few times and things have begun to grow!

Look at my tomato plants!

Sunflowers, beets, carrots and dill

Brussel sprouts, pumpkins and cukes.





I also bought two red currant plants this year.

Just look at my HUGE crop!

Not bad for the size of the plants.

I'm not going to say it too loud, shhhhh.....

but I think that

I'm going to have a bumper crop of grapes this year.....

shhhhhhhh

\With all the rain I had started to panic for the hay. We're a month behind in getting our hay!

Where we usually get it, the field is still soaked. And it's still giving rain.

This past weekend it actually didn't rain, but it was giving rain again on Monday.

So we found another source of hay.

But Dave still can't do what he's used to doing before his injury and he'll never be back to normal (whatever that was...hee hee) and I can move hay bales, but 100? 

So Dave called a buddy. He came to help. 

OH MYLANTA!!!

The man has arms like tree trunks. Good grief!

He picked up those bales like I pick up boxes of kleenex.

Thank goodness for him or we'd still be there picking hay bales...or at the hospital because Dave's shoulder's would have fallen off! I'd say he picked up 90% of the bales.  I picked up the rest. 

Have a Blessed Day!

Lisa