Life here on the Homestead has been exceptionally easy (as in Summertime, and the Living is…) this week, particularly as the Christmas countdown is at T minus ten hours. We’ve slowly plodded our way through the days, ticking item after item off the list so now the pantry is rammed full of foil covered goodies as is the fridge, everyone is still speaking to each other and, most importantly, the Homestead mood monitor remains steadfastly pointing to merry with occasional shifts into ecstatic.
The weather, in contrast, has been all but calm. On Monday we sweltered in 30+, on Tuesday we considered lighting the fire, and yesterday we ventured out to a hospital appointment with our jackets slung over our arms. Thankfully, the jackets were not required and the hospital appointment held no untoward lightning bolts; the perfect outcome as far as everyone was concerned.
The door in the fence remains propped open throughout the daylight hours and the steady back and forth flow is a delight for all. With a backyard dedicated to food production and livestock, how else would Farm Girl discover the delights of splashing through the sprinkler? Conversely, not every suburban three year old would get the chance to assist in a goat castration; we don’t want to give the impression of a one way street when it comes to providing life experiences! Perish the thought that the Homestead appears to not be pulling its community-spirited weight.
Then, in the midst of our millpond-like Yuletide lead-in, a stone was lobbed in the form of a Trade Me alert. We’ve mentioned the Homestead fleet is getting a little long in the tooth. Our aged vehicles date back to a time before regular hay, and periodic livestock, transportation featured in our conveyance requirements. Long and winding debates have been held as to the future fleet configurations and the necessity of purchasing and storing a trailer when, like a beam of sunlight on a grey day, The Goat Herd crunched some numbers and a dream was born.
Today Santa came early to the Homestead.
We hope that, where ever you are, whatever the weather, whomever is entrusted with your faith, you have a wonderful Christmas season. We thank you all for your interest, comments, camaraderie, and cheer-leading and hope Santa slips something extra special under your tree this year.
Love from Union Homestead