So this year I realize that I am very thankful for a family that farms together. No matter how many times I show up with another animal, or decide to raise another breed of animal, the family still puts up with it. Those tiring days of kidding where one or two or three goats end up in our house and there are hours a day of bottle feeding, they all fade away as fall and winter come upon us.
As we turn to thoughts to next year, I can only wonder what new adventures and challenges will come up. But at the end of the day, when we put up our hats and coats, and lay our bogs at the door and sit down to dinner or a cup of tea we figure it was all worth it. We wake up to our tomorrows to do it all again.