Everyone knows that life doesn’t slow down ”just” because we’ve had a loss, even if it seems like everything should rightfully come to a respectful stop, and that’s no different here at Chateau Chaos. There’s a big void in our lives that we’re all figuring out how to address and some days go better than others. In the meanwhile, life continues its course and leads us to new adventures, whether we feel ready for them or not.
Our first big surprise was Bella delivering twins – I didn’t think she had bred, and was frankly speechless when I found her with two kids. Rowen promptly named them Hansel and Gretel. Gretel is considerably larger than her teensy, doll-like brother and Bella is taking excellent care of both of them.
Almost immediately after this big event, Max and I had to go to Boston to renew his Dutch passport at the Consulate. You may know how much I hate to leave Maine, and how difficult I find city driving … it took me the whole winter to figure out that I could overnight in Portland and take an early bus or train into Boston, accomplish our goals, and return via public transport. Some times I think it’s true that we lose 10 IQ points per child. Anyway, Max and I enjoyed our stay at the Inn at Saint John, an old favorite that I’d recommend to anyone, and although the bus ride was less than joyous, I did get some excellent reading time in and didn’t get lost. Here’s Max at dinner in Portland on Monday night:
It was cold in Boston Tuesday morning! Max stopped his teeth from chattering just long enough for me to snap a touristy photo. We didn’t walk around too much because I’d developed some nasty blisters the day before (walking around Portland) and because we’d neglected to bring our Arctic gear (I’m not kidding about that cold!!).
We saw a lot of lovely things and people-watched till my eyes were sticking out on stalks like a snail, LOL. My two favorite window displays were, unsurprisingly, on Newbury Street.
While we were gone, Eve and Annabelle figured that Bella was getting too much attention, so they further filled up the nursery with triplet bucklings (Eve) and a doe/buckling twin set (Annabelle). Here’s the bundle of babies (less Annabelle’s daughter, who was busy nursing) as of bedtime tonight:
Here’s a closeup of Annabelle’s son, from Spartacus – our big, gorgeous buck that we lost this past November. He looks so much like his sire. And yes, we are keeping him!
While I was admiring the nursery and loving up those good mama goats, the sheep decided to come see what was going on. They’ll soon be lambing, too – hopefully the fences will be functional again by then!!
After everyone was settled in their rightful places. I watched the kids find new ways to enjoy this hard, icy snow we currently have. Ro and Arden set up an obstacle course.
Back inside, Nicky is pretty well over the head cold that plagued him for much of the school vacation (he actually gave it to me, but I’m being the most inhospitable host possible).
As each day spins its story and wends its course, I try to make the time to look around and really see how utterly amazing it all is. Painful, yes, but no less the beautiful because of it. Wishing you well. Thanks for visiting.