Berry picking and more goats.

On Saturday we went berry picking at Huber's Orchard and Winery in Starlight, Indiana. We rode the tractor-pulled wagon to pick strawberries, blueberries and raspberries, walked through the orchards and admired the goats, cows and ponies. We all ate lots of cheese from the winery's market. I bought a bottle of strawberry wine. I'm a loose goose.

Mule and Wrigley came too. See Mule's head in the strawberry field? He he he!





tired Wrigley.
Wrigley was a little lamb.

Poor Wrig was so tired, he collapsed in the grass while we were walking him through the orchard. It was hot, so we kept offering him water and he kept trying to burrow under bushes for shade. Kurt carried him like this for the rest of the day. As you can see, he rather enjoyed it.

Kurt carrying Wrigley

goat swarm

Now it's time to cut to the chase. There were goats. Lot's of them. This sassy, curious herd of goats was equally comprised of adorable, fearless baby goats. I almost lost it. Look how precious.

So, you know how I met that goat last week at Blackacre? Yes, I'll admit that I was a bit smitten. A week later, my goat fancy has reached obsessive new heights. Kurt and I have got it all planned out: We'll build a beautiful goat haven, watched over by a stern, protective Llama. Each day, our dear border collie will herd them into the barn and a brood of demure guinea fowl will roam the premises, eating up all the lice and ticks. Sounds like a dream, doesn't it?

Behold. The circle of life.

Jared lured them closer. They were not at all hesitant to approach this hulking bearded man.

baby goats
The babies were able to squeeze their heads, horn nubs and all, through the wire fence.


  1. what fun!!!! I want to go berry pickin and look at all those goats.

  2. That looks like a lot more fun than just picking up fruit at Costco!


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