“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

Water, Water Everywhere

We are still under a thick grey cloud of rain... with showers soaking us almost hourly.
And yet, there is such a quiet peacefulness here.
It's a little eerie.
No birds, no sounds... but the gentle chirp of crickets...
and the drip, drip, drip of rain on the leaves... a drip that continues in the woods
long after a shower has ended.
Wet has become a way of life this summer.
We have not seen the end of the wet, either.

It's another day of staying inside.


Outside is this...


Of course the rain does not deter the ducks.
They have all become quite bold... unafraid of the horses.


The muscovy ducks have even begun hiking up to the goat pen to visit
the goats each morning.
(and dirtying their water buckets!)


Each morning, when their house is opened,
two of the muscovys take off in flight,
making a huge circle around the farm.
They come right back...it's the strangest thing...and hopefully I will catch it on video for you.

During the rest of the day, you can find them just about anywhere.


Our little white muscovy who insists upon her solitary pond life,
has laid another clutch of eggs.


Hubbs stole them away to keep her from being broody...
sitting on a nest that will never yield any ducklings
(no one to...

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