Remember my friend’s farm and the little lamb? Well, there were more babies born soon after my visit. Goat babies. And then an unrelated friend recommended, out of the blue, that I read the poetic Goat Song, having just read it herself on a whim. I did, and I quickly followed it with Raising Goats For Dummies, and The Backyard Goat. And of course The Goat Lady was already one of my all-time favorite picture books.
Jonny and I have sort of unofficially declared this a year for “experiences.” Doing things that are a little scary or “extra” ordinary. (Though nothing seems to really scare Jonny. He doesn’t get worked up about decisions in the same way that I do.) I really want to do things, not just think about them, over-analyzing the pros and cons. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking impulsive and irresponsible. I’m talking about grabbing hold of dreams when possible, rather than simply thinking about them.
Nearly every single person I know (and a couple that I don’t know) has had to have a conversation about goats with me over the past week. I don’t know how anyone puts up with me, really. Everyone has been so kind and so patient. All the while I’ve been a bit hyper and crazy. Last week when I lamented to a friend that it might not be the best time to get goats, she simply replied, “There’s never a good time to get a goat.” So true, my friends. That phrase may just have to become a cross-stitch. For those of us who like to play it safe, it’s never a good time to do anything that seems a little risky. (I hear you giggling!! No laughing at me for acting like getting goats is some kind of major life decision! It is, I tell you!)
We discussed getting bees for many, many years before we did, and the same was true for chickens. I know this might sound silly, considering how many children we have, but actually we still haven’t figured out how that happens. At least I’ve been asked by quite a few strangers whether or not we know, and it’s always fun to smile and play dumb. Anyway, the goat decision was made in a matter of days.
And really, this isn’t about goats. It’s about living.
I’ll make introductions next week. I know you can’t wait. Ha!!!