It’s officially been two weeks! It feels like so much longer though… I’ve started milking the sheep on my own in the mornings. Usually the same person only milks the sheep maybe two days in a row, but this week I did three and when you’ve seen that many udders so early in the morning everything can start feeling a little crazy. You’re by yourself with sheep in a cold milking parlor for about three hours… what can happen, right? 

You can name a sheep Madonna because of her crazy-shaped udders. I mean, c’mon look at those things! Just look back to my other post about sheep udders and you’ll see how they’re supposed to look, essentially it’s really unusual that their teats point straight towards the floor from pyramid-esque udders.

And this udder/tail combination looked like a droopy nose face to me. Do you see it too? I giggled for a while when I was milking her… it looks so sad!

Tressa came out to help me feed the piggies and collect eggs from the hen house the other day. She brought one of her babies just like her Mommy does but it got pretty cold so we went inside before her little fingers dropped off.

And I’ve got a wood stove! It’s called the “Intrepid II” and it’s a teeny, sturdy little thing. It’s not hooked up yet because we need a super insulated pipe so that it doesn’t melt the yurt bits. It’s going to be so nice. My Aunt Carol gave me some extra blankets and I’ve been camping out under them and staying nice and toasty when I do. But whenever I pop my head out in the night I can see my breath so the wood stove is coming none too soon.

I baked an apple-zucchini bread and made some applesauce on the stove this morning. It’s a good day to be huddled in the apartment, out of the rain with a new bunny and the warm smell of cooking apples.