My little milking parlor was, in its past life, the milkhouse for our big old barn. A few years ago our neighbor Jerry Stang remodeled it for me, tearing down and replacing the ceiling and walls with white milkboard and pouring a new concrete floor (WITH Drain!) Last week I took the old radio out of the laundryroom and stuck it on a shelf in my little milking parlor - which means that in the early morning while Callie or Ivy or one of the does is nosing around in her feed pan for that tasty last morsel while I hand milk, we are both being entertained by Wisconsin or Minnesota Public Radio. The two public radios are not really all that similar; MPR is much newsier, WPR - homier, so depending on where the dial sits we are either enlightened or entertained, not generally both at the same time however. Jim says that having a radio in the milkroom is how the real farmers always listened to the news....so there you have it!
This morning I planted cabbage and gladiolus - and I see that the potatoes are up - with snow on the way Friday I'm glad we didn't put the tomatoes out. The pastures are coming along well, after working Trouble on sheep this morning we did some tracking training in the pasture which went well. She's a great dog with a terrific fun personality. The ducks are all sold with the exception of a half dozen we kept back for herding - that worked out GREAT!
