Kentucky Homestead

We'll be farm-sitting for a month in Kentucky. There are two dozen chickens, about a dozen other poultry, six goats, six sheep, two horses, and 13 dogs including two rottweilers and a pit bull. Our host agreed to have us early so that we could get acquainted with the farm routine and all of the animals.

We're parked at the top of the hill with Chad the billy-goat. You know the smell of goat cheese? That's all him, baby. He is pungent. It turns out, if you separate the male goat from the female goat, her milk doesn't have any goaty flavor. Chad's pen is right next to the lady goats, and he calls to them all day.

The sky is incredible here, and the weather has been beautiful.

These are Blondie and Madonna, the baby goats.

Ice has been sleeping mostly in the barn at the top of the hill, looking out for us while we sleep.

Luna made friends with a neighbor dog, a gorgeous little friendly blue heeler.

Making pasta with eggs, fresh from the hen.

We took a day trip into Nashville.

Luna smelling the night air.

Our solar is enough to keep up with our usage normally, unless we have more than two cloudy days in a row. I had to resort to plugging the umbilical into the truck for a couple hours twice this trip. We'll need more panels and a larger battery eventually, but in the meantime, we'll make do with what we have. I don't feel the need to get a generator just yet.

+5 amps through the umbilical.

Sunshine, finally.

One of the frustrating things about where we're staying in Kentucky is that there are no recycling facilities. We had to drive to a University the next county away to dispose of our recycling. Everybody around here just throws it in the trash, but we can't bring ourselves to do that.