What’s that famous Twain quote/quip? “Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated?” Something like that. There’s been some stuff going on over the past several months, almost all of it good actually — from both a family and alpaca perspective, mind you — but, frankly, not all of it of the nature that has led…
We lost Jen’s Dad, Rodney Croft, this past December. While we know that the mortal coil waits for all of us, as the first of our four parents to leave us (and far too early, at the age of 76), Rod’s sudden death was a real gut punch. Given our line of work here on…
Hello again, out there in alpacadom! When last we spoke, it was mid-July, and somehow my brilliant wife had just survived the tightrope walk of skirting her 50+ fleeces for the National Fleece Show while simultaneously running the gauntlet of the heart of our birthing season as the head midwife here at CCNF. It was…
I woke up yesterday morning in our bedroom here on the farm, with only the gentle chatter of our ceiling fan and the first early-morning birdsong permeating my consciousness. As I made my way to the kitchen for coffee — two hungry kitties bounding ahead of me as always in eager anticipation of their breakfast…
Hello friends! Sorry not to have posted anything here in a while but some times things take on a life of their own on a farm of our size. I’ll also freely admit, that though in the midst of the Covid-19 pandemic writing about life on the farm does at times feel like a nice…
For the better part of the past 2 months now, we have had the company of not just our college-aged sons but also their respective girlfriends. Though the grocery bills from feeding a household of 6 people that includes 4 20-somethings have been occasionally eye watering, it has actually been really nice having the extra…
