My Goat Milk Baby

My Goat Milk Baby

I will never forget the first jar of goat milk. My farmer, in her long dress, hair in a topknot, gingerly walked to my car with the very first jar of the season. It was such an emotional moment, feeling as if I had given up, feeling as if I had failed and yet relief...
Constipation

Constipation

Ewww! What’s that smell?!?   I’m guessing if your kitchen garbage is full, you’re going to get it out to the garbage can sooner rather than later, right? No one wants to smell the putrefying old food hanging out any longer than necessary. Nor is it sanitary....