And her calf (born on Father's Day), Oliver.
I guess I have been putting off writing because I didn't know what to say. I use this space to document for my kids, but there's a whole lot of you reading this, more than I ever imagined when I started out. There's a lot of story to how we found her, how she got here, the journey in putting up a fence and learning how to hand milk. And the learning curve. The big learning curve. I guess I wasn't sure how much the world wants to hear about our adventures of owning a family cow.
While I continue deciding how much to write on this adventure, I can at least show some pictures.
They are settling into their new space quite nicely (thankful this barn was made for cows!). I've been up bright and early to milk. I've been trying to figure out how to use all this milk. I've been thankful, overwhelmed, happy and stressed. All the emotions, surely. But mostly? The decision to add these to our farm feels right.