Stuck. Contemplating.

What do you do when you get stuck in the sort-of-stinky, sort-of-fly-infested barn with 10 chickens, 2 goats and 5 bunnies during a torrential downpour that prohibits your escape back to the house? 

You contemplate.

You contemplate life.

You contemplate the rain. 

You contemplate that the rooster has really black, beady eyes that stare at you from the corner the whole time you’re sitting there on the bucket contemplating the rooster.  You wonder if you blink your eyes really aggressively at it, it will attack.  You decide it might.  You don’t blink aggressively, or breath aggressively or do anything aggressively for that matter.

You contemplate that everything inside the chicken coop/goat pen/bunny cage looks really brownish grayish.  It could all use a really lively, clean, fresh coat of paint.  Maybe we’ll get that done before the Harvest Party.  Maybe we’ll paint something cute like “eggs $.25” on the nesting boxes.  Maybe we’ll paint “Solitary Confinement” on the cage where we put new baby anythings or misbehaving chickens.  Maybe I’ll put my six year old on that job.  Or in that cage.

You contemplate your six year old, who is at present standing on the hay box, soaked and catching in his mouth one of twenty constant streams of water that comes through the otherwise leak-proof roof.

You contemplate.

And finally, you escape back to the house for a shower.

About The Goat Cheese Lady

I am Lindsey. At first I was a city girl. Growing up, the closest thing I had to farm animals were a cat and a cockatiel. In 2009, Herbert (my husband) and I bought our first milk goat and I instantly became an urban farmgirl, attempting to balance city and farm life..before I knew “urban homesteading” was a thing. That’s when we began The Goat Cheese Lady Farm, hence The Goat Cheese Lady blog you’re visiting now. After moving to the country in 2014, I embarked on life as a rural farmgirl. We continued teaching farm and cheesemaking classes, raising more goats and began construction on our cheese creamery. But life had other plans and in 2017, we decided that, due to financial and health issues, we had to close the farm for business. No more classes, no more creamery, a lot less milking. We went back to off farm jobs, I as an Occupational Therapist, Herbert in construction with his business, D&A Home Remodeling. At that point, I made a silent promise to myself that I would corral my entrepreneurial mind and focus on a job for a year. Well, it has been a year and I am back. Not to classes, cheese, soap or lotion, but back to writing. I love it. I’m not sure where it will lead me, but that’s where I’m starting. I’ll continue to write as The Goat Cheese Lady for now, and whatever the future holds, I’ll let you know. Our two boys are 14 and 11 and continue to be louder than my sister and I ever were. We have two dogs, Montaña and Flash, a cat, Jumpy, a flock of chickens and three goats. Yes, we still have Lucy, the goat who helped us start it all and was milked by over 1,000 people. She’s retired but still the boss. Chocolate provides enough milk for our family with some to spare for the dogs. Soccer friends, school friends, coyotes and mice are frequent visitors. There are way too many flies and every so often we see an owl. I’m glad you’re here. Sometimes you’ll laugh out loud, other times you’ll be inspired to appreciate the small things. My hope is that, over your morning cup of coffee or your afternoon work break, you’ll enjoy the antics and inspiration that are my daily life. Lindsey
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