Friday Farm pics!

Oh, it was an interesting week on the farm… full of strangeness and beauty and a little boredom — but only the best kind of boredom.  For today’s pictures, I thought I’d start with a glam shot of Evelyn…


We adopted Evelyn about seven years ago.  She was found in a Walmart parking lot in Salinas, California starving and covered with mange.  She was put in a shelter there, but the workers didn’t have the heart to kill her because she was just too friendly — just one big sweet, wiggle worm.  Rescue groups got involved and Evelyn somehow made it up  to Big Dog Rescue — and that’s where we met her.   A lot of  dogs would never be able to overcome a past like that, but not Evelyn.  She has like, no issues.  It’s like she got in our car and never looked back


We have a ton of oak trees on our property and these are the moths that hatch on them every spring.  I’m pretty sure this is a picture of two moths doing it.  They are hooked up like this all over our yard right now.  I mean, seriously, what else could they be doing?  Greco Roman wrestling?  If they are practicing line dancing, they’re really bad at it. They need to watch a u tube video or something…


I found Lacy in our house laying an egg in between a couple of piles of clean laundry.  Gross, yes.  But also really convenient.  Now if I could just get her to lay her eggs in the refrigerator, we’d be onto something…


August hitting our swing with a broken inner tube tire.  He played this “game”  for at least an hour, having a blast.  I think boredom is one of the best gifts we can give our children.  We just have to remind ourselves as parents that we’re not being neglectful.  We’re just giving our children space to use their imaginations.

And if you don’t feel comfortable giving your kids boredom, you could try giving them a goat…


August and Odie played with a garbage can forever the other day.  I swear, it was like the two of them were laughing together…


And finally, our first pear of the year.  It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?  Whenever I’m about to eat a piece of fruit, I always, always, always think T.S. Eliot’s poem, “The Love Song of J. Alred Prufrock”.  I’m not kidding.  It’s really weird and O.C.D. of me, but it’s true.  There’s a section in the poem that says —

“Shall I part my hair behind?  Do I dare eat a peach?  I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.  I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.”

Do I dare eat this pear?   Oh yes, I dare.

Happy weekend, everyone.  Do something daring.

xo, Holly


  • JoulesDellinger says:

    I love your posts and I totally would be down with having a chicken in the house. I’m actually currently trying to convince my husband that we need a pygmy goat to “mow” the lawn AND play with our son… he’s not so convinced.

    • Holly Hester says:

      You know, goats don’t really eat grass — but sheep do — a little lamb would totally eat your grass. Most goats just eat all trees (especially beautiful ones), all pretty flowers and anything you’ve taken a lot of time to landscape and make your yard pretty. I’m all in favor of farm animals and children though — it’s a great combination!

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