Baby Hope is growing right up. She is now about a year and a half old and is still pretty shy. She sticks real close to mama llama.
Baby Hope. I love her zig-zag mark on her face.
Jordan, aka Mama llama
The pair…
How appropriate on Halloween morning!
Jordan and baby Hope in the fog.
Thor, our Akbash guardian.
The foggy flock…
Lambs and llamas…
Dugur being watchful…
Spooky…
and
A snowy Kletta.
We awoke to more snow this morning. Definitely feeling more and more like winter. Brrrr!!
A Gunnar dog…
Icies with llamas.
This hen has the right idea to stay toasty during cold winter mornings.
Going for a little ride.
Thor, keeping all the little sheepies and chickens safe.
Brrrrr…. Where’s fall?
Glorious snow! It was wonderful to wake up to a thick blanket of snow. Don’t you think?
Linking up with Homestad Barn Hop
and
In February we were very excited to Jordan to our menagerie of animals here. She had a sad story of abuse and neglect so we decided to put her to work here on the farm guarding sheep. She has fit in well and on Friday surprised us with this little cria! Friday just happened to be Zayne’s birthday too and he thinks Jordan is his “yama” so he was very excited to have a baby “yama” for a birthday present.
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