Short lived adventure

Well, it didn't work out as well as I'd hoped. I am in a fragile state, and was not able to deal with communication issues at the farm. As you may know, I am in the process of divorcing, and my general level of grief makes it more difficult than usual to deal well with conflict. I felt that the issues at this farm were above and beyond what I could cope with. So I packed up the car today and am sitting in an internet cafe in Dayton, not knowing where I will spend the night tonight.

It's a bit scary, but there are a lot of resources and places to visit here. I am not broke. I am ready for a vacation or an adventure. And, as Erin told me before I got there, cheesemaking is 95% dishwashing. Pasteurizing doesn't suit me - the design of the particular pasteurizer made it difficult for someone of my stature. Machine milking goats en masse....uh......things may be the same wherever I go, but I am ready to find out, and to state more clearly what I need up front. At least that's what I've learned from this experience. And I wonder....how do people enter into community living situations like this was without a basis of trust? Of course, contracts and statements of expectations help, but understanding clearly what one needs is a responsibility I can take on. Thanks to life for the learning, and I promise not to repeat the same thing over again!

Goat Safari

Hi there friends,
This is my first posting after beginning a new travelling life. We'll see if I am able to leave Bellingham, or if the old curse is still active. If so, I'll be back for the winter. I moved to Monteillet Fromagerie as an intern in early July, and am starting life anew as a full-time cheesemaking intern. There is much to write about, but today I want to show photos of the goats (and my car).