windthread

i am trying to let this Time rise up out of its own self.  Trying not to be quick to interpret.  Noticing.  Feeling.  let these be noticing.  feeling.  letting my self receive but not name.

This is very important to me.  very.

 

 since Snow Bunny the old Grandmother began to excuse herself from being the boss,  and particularly since she has become sick with whatever it is,  it has become clear that her first daughter Onday has assumed her position in the herd.  Here,  standing on the overturned horse trough that acts as a Drum,  she makes the decisions.

 

not yet.

 

ok.

 

there were triplets.  Onday and two bucklings.  The first that Jenny let me name.  So there were  Iko and Iko and Onday…..that song…Iko Iko  the Dixie Cups.  You can find it on UTube.  The bucklings were to be wethers and sold so they  could have the same name,  it was ok,  and they were sold to a very good man who wanted yard friends.   in the song,  it's really Unday,  but i liked it with an O.  Onday is maybe really my favorite Goat.  She's rough.  and maybe her daughter Mercy is my favorite Goat.  She is not rough at all.  Onday is not so much a loving mother.  She does what she has to do and then moves on to her own interests.  When they lie outside in their mother/daughter clusters,  Mercy is by herself.  Onday is with her sister Ona.    Whenever i sit out with them,  Onday claims me by rubbing her head against my spine.  There are scent glands there.  She marks me.  It's not comfortable, that rubbing with skull bones,  but i accept it.  It makes me part of her herd.

When it's time to go,  there will be another stock trailer.  A bigger one than the two horse that we have here now.  It will be a 4 horse with doors that divide it in two.  The two halves are themselves divided. The bucks will be rodeo'd in.  The does tho,  will be led by Onday.

 

Oona.  Onday's sister from a successive kidding.

 

Ginger.  Maybe Jenny's favorite…but no…Caroline..just behind her…but no….favorite sometimes is who you are touching in the moment.  Who is touching you.  Favorite moves.

 

Arctica.  Alyssia's Goat who was born in California on the First Try.

 

Karma.  Who by all standards is a Perfect Nigerial Dwarf Dairy Goat.   Who also chooses to be untamed.  Not out of any fear,  but simply because she wants it that way.  This can change if she were bred and during kidding.  Does who are like her are forever changed if you are there during the birth.  They become so preoccupied it no longer matters.  And if you sit in there with the just born kids and handle them,  she somehow Forgets her snottiness and it is forever changed.   I hope this for Karma and Arctica and Just Going.

so…Goats.  Vicky noted that i'd not put much here about them for a while which i knew,  but just let be.  But as i do,  put pics here,  take pics with the intention of putting them here,  i think about how i have become so connected to them,  as a Herd.  How when i was thinking about Jenny taking Some and leaving Some,  it caused a feeling.   Herds are not about Some.  Herds are about the well being of the Whole.  All.  and they have taken me in.  I belong to them.

 

i have become so lost in thought.  Hard to go OUT and do what needs to be done so maybe this will work.  

 

Part 1 of the Weed~o~Rama that needs doing.  I will be embarrassed if by tomorrow this time i can't show a very different pic.  We'll see.