by Scott Smith
The coming of fall and the first snow of the season are humbling events this year. It’s difficult to swallow all the plans of getting things ready to have animals before the end of the year when we started out so enthusiastic and full of hope. As always, things get in the way. Unexpected bills come up and my mind gets sidetracked with things that seem overwhelmingly (yes Dear, I am OCD) important like painting the inside of the house (which still isn’t done). So, the chickens and goats will wait until spring when we can start again. Until then, we can continue to pull up cockleburrs and burn the mountains of yard waste that have been cleared already and learn to see the real progress we have made even though we overestimated what we could do in a few months.