We have a small farm nestled in the foothills of the Appalachian mountains of West Virginia. We try to use our farm to help sustain us and our lifestyle as much as possible. We have a flock of chickens, ducks and geese for fresh eggs and meat. We also raise Katahdin sheep for meat and raise Nubian goats to give us milk. We have created a life that we love here on this farm and are so thankful for our Savior, Jesus Christ. Without Him, we are nothing.
Yesterday was our annual trip to Pricketts Fort, an 1770's example of what life was like on the frontier, to have Dairy Day. It is our day to shine and promote what we do with our dairy goats and why we do it. Despite the pouring rain, we still had over a hundred folks attend and ask many questions about our life. I started the day by churning butter in a wooden churn. I had so many people say that they would never have the patience to stand and churn for an hour and a half. We live in a fast food world where very few want to take the time to enjoy the process of making their food. Then I was able to milk two of our does. Marshmallow and April Mae did very well with the crowd and the rain, and stood patiently. Not one person there when I was milking had ever seen it done before. This suprised me, something that I have done thousands of time without even thinking, and there was a crowd who had never seen it done before. Amazing.... Tim took lots of pictures so I could share them with you. I hope you enjoy them.