the gang's all here
There's so much to update you on, and I will shortly. The past week has been a flurry of activity but the end result is nearly here. I'm almost completely moved in. All the animals are here now. (Including the sheep! Who were transported this morning in the Subaru. More on that later.) The Cornish Rocks are outside in their own pen in the coop, and the big birds have made themselves at home. I'm currently hosting some friends from out of town and their four-year-old daughter, who shared this little story with her parents:During her lessons about John 10:11 in Sunday school, she learned that Jesus is the shepherd and we are his sheep. A few days later, when her father asked her if she was excited about going to the farm, he asked her "Madeline, who has sheep?" Her response: "God! ....and Jenna!"
(That was in no way meant to be a comparison, but still, hilarious.)
posted by Jenna at 8:51 PM
21 Comments:
Totally hilarious!
oh hell- why not?!
I've never seen happier sheep. Maybe there is some comparison?? lol
Congratulations; those sheep really look like they belong there! Yippee!!
Life is wonderful through a child's eye.
Looking forward to the complete farm update :>)
Where is Finn?? It looks like he is the only one missing. And how are the dogs liking the new digs?? So looking forward to seeing how everything unfolds. Congrats Jenna...you so deserve this!!
LOL...wonder if God has a 'maude'?
Wasn't there something in the bible about Him making us in His image? Maybe we're all supposed to be shepherds. Either way, I think you're doing it right.
Out of the mouths of babes!!! You may not be God, but you are sure as hell a shepherd, not only of sheep but of wayward homesteaders! Thank you for keeping me on the straight and narrow when this dream of mine seems so far away sometimes!
Blessings,
Debi
Did Finn make it? I'm dying to know!
Were the fences there already?
I'm asking because my husband thinks putting a fence in takes 'a couple weeks'.
If I can convince him that your fence went up in a weekend, I could start growing my bacon and porkchops.
And anyone who knows how to make a lonely chick hush would appreciate the advice. One of my Wyandottes has a leg injury and had to be separated from the group and she is cussing up a storm by the woodstove!
Moose Nuggets- if you have, or can get your hand on a copy of Storey's Guide to Raising Chickens, by Gail Damerow, she has a section on fowl language that might give you some clues to making your injured hen feel more at home.
Good cluck.
I,too, am wondering about Finn. I am so excited for you, Jenna. New adventures are right around the corner. God bless.
That's great! She sounds like a cool kid.
totally adorable! :o)
I am so jealous of your green grass. Here in NW Montana, the grass is just barely peeking out from around the brown winter kill. It won't be long, but I'm longing for green. And so are my animals.
Congratulations.
That is SO funny! I have a 4 year old, and here those sorts of things a lot. I bet she's loved visiting your farm!
You may not be God, but you're a homesteading Goddess!
That's the quote of the day. Totally sounds like something my kids would say. Cute!
By the way, how did you manage to rassle Maude into the Subaru? ("How'd you get thet big Harley up there ON the high-dive, Coy?")
I am surprised that you have not gotten into trouble with the comment from that child. After all, John Lennon was in the media for weeks if not months when he made his "God" statement. (Guess you are too young to have been around for that.) Thank goodness it was a 4 year old that said this and not you. LOL But seriously, welcome home and enjoy!!!
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