Down on the farm

Last night we went to our new milk source to pick up milk for the week and to witness the evening milking. The children always enjoy our trips to the various farms we patronize. We've gotten milk from several different places, and they always find a new way to differentiate between them. There was the "farm w/ Bullet" (Bullet was a big, sweet German Shepherd), then the "farm w/ the swimming pool" (self-explanatory), and now the farm we visited last night. So far they're calling it the "farm where we watched them milk the cow". I hope they find a shorter name for it soon.

Besides the 2 Jersey cows (Milly and Tilly), this farm has a Jersey calf, 5 or 6 steers, a duck, a turkey named Tom, numerous chickens, a chocolate Lab named Buddy, and a cranky chihuahua that we didn't actually see but heard yipping like mad in one of the bedrooms.








Here are Chloe and Tilly sizing each other up. My money's on Chloe:



I like this picture because it looks like Tilly is giving Chloe a big kiss (though she's not):



This strange-looking contraption is an invention of David's, the farmer. He took an old washing machine and made it into an automatic butter churn. He just puts a gallon-sized jar filled w/ cream in the tub, selects the "Delicates" cycle, and presto! You've got butter in just 8 minutes.