Farm Fireworks

There were fireworks on Stormwind Farm a few days ago—the marital kind. I wanted a huge pile of top soil moved when a friend was here with a skid loader to work on another job. David insisted that we wait.

Wait for what? I thought. For the von Trapp family to show up, climb on top of the pile, and sing The hills are alive with the sound of music...?

We finally worked it out, after some shouting that was drowned out by the noise of the skid loader. Most of the soil was moved, but enough remains for me to do odd, little jobs with my wheel barrow and shovel. I started out by filling in holes where several fence posts had been removed. There are areas in the girls' pasture that need to be built up again. Ruts left in the grass by workmen and farm visitors must be repaired. I'll be busy with this for weeks.

A new farm market has opened at the Burlington County library. It's small yet, but people are coming out to buy and listen to the live entertainment. The market in Moorestown was very busy yesterday. At both markets, visitors come to my booth and ask me questions about my alpacas. I enjoy the conversations.

Occasionally, people tell me that they do not wish to look at knitted "stuff" during the heat of the summer. I never quite know how to respond to the complainers. It's not like I am holding them captive in front of my booth. Luckily, they are in the minority.

I behavior tested three females this morning. Maribel, Caramel, and Claudia spit off the males. That means they ovulated. Many pregnancies are terminated for various reasons in the early stages, so I will continue testing over a period of three months.

The males were mad when they were rejected, but they got over their disappointment rather quickly and went back to grazing.