#sheep...........goats.........soap making business on the side........

[toomuchsky]

i love that i keep saying “oh i wanna own a farm” or “i wanna be a farmer” as if my executive function would ever let me do all the things a farmer needs to do. you have to feed ALL of the animals??? EVERY DAY?? MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY?? 

#don't look at me #like farming is SO HARD and logically i understand that and emotionally i'm like.......... #sheep...........goats.........soap making business on the side........

[pillage-and-lute]

@thequeeninyellowlace requested “ Geraskier discovering that angry, testy Lambert is actually a big kitten? ❤️❤️”

Warning: some derogatory language, especially anti-sex work slang (although all the witchers are canonically pro-sex work)

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“I can’t believe you brought your bard to the keep,” Lambert groused. It was the same complaint he’d had all week, ever since Geralt arrived with Jaskier in tow.

“He’s my bard, this is my home,” Geralt said. “I wanted to bring him here.”

Lamberts stood, slamming his mug on the dinner table and glaring at Jaskier. “You wanted a whore to warm your bed in the winter.”

“No,” Jaskier said calmly, turning over a page in the book he’d borrowed from the keep’s library. “Geralt wanted a slut to keep his bed warm in the winter. That’s me.”

“I don’t see a difference,” Lambert growled.

“Lambert c’mon,” Eskel groaned. “This is getting old.”

“The difference,” Jaskier said, speaking over the scarred wolf but not looking up from his book. “Is that I love Geralt very much and I fuck him for free.”

Lambert stormed out, presumably to go throw things about in the armory. Geralt pressed a kiss into Jaskier’s hair.

“Sorry,” he muttered. “He’s not good with change.”

“It’s okay, dear heart, I’m sure he’ll warm up to me.”

Eskel stood and began clearing the dinner dishes. “Good luck with that,” he said.

Vesemir smiled across at Geralt and Jaskier, who were sitting so closely entwined. It was good to see his reclusive pup happy, and he had an idea what had gotten under Lambert’s skin. Before he retired to the library, Vesemir paused, resting a hand on Jaskier’s shoulder. 

“I’m glad you’re here.”

Jaskier smiled in return.

-- -- -- -- -- -- 

Some days later the younger wolves were relaxing in the hot springs after training. Vesemir had well and truly put them through their paces and their muscles needed a good, long soak. 

Jaskier appeared, looking almost as beat as they felt. He’d been tending the handful of sheep and two goats that Vesemir kept, mending their fence today. In the cold, with the animals butting in and distrustful, it was hard, slow work. He slid in beside Geralt with a sigh.

Lambert huffed, but, exhausted, wasn’t about to leave the hot springs. Eskel eyed him in amusement.

Geralt, to the shock of everyone but himself and Jaskier, curled himself in and rested his head on Jaskier’s shoulder. Jaskier didn’t even blink and instead reached around and began stroking Geralt’s back and shoulders soothingly. This continued for a few minutes, the other wolves watching a little dumbly. Then Geralt pressed a light kiss to Jaskier’s collar bone and turned around on the ledge, resting his arms out of the bath. Jaskier took this in his stride too and began firmly kneading out the knots between Geralt’s shoulder blades. 

Lambert saw the difference now. Jaskier wasn’t a whore, because even the best paid ones wouldn’t touch so...reverently. They didn’t gentle the tension out of scarred skin and pull the knots from muscles. He shot a glance at Eskel, who was watching with the same half envy half hunger that he felt.

Then Jaskier just got up and walked over to a basket settled next to the wall. He and Geralt had brought that too, it had soaps and oils in it. Jaskier hesitated for a moment, then he picked up the whole basket and brought it to the edge of the hot spring. 

He settled back in, seemingly unaware of the eyes on him, and handed Geralt a bar of soap. It was the usual pale yellow-white color for soap, but Vesemir made all his soap in a big vat and it smelled to high heaven and cleaned by taking a layer of skin off every time it was used. This stuff smelled nice.

“Chamomile,” Eskel said, sniffing. “And bergamot?” 

“Very good,” Jaskier said. “It’s Geralt’s favorite.”

Geralt having a favorite soap was news to his brothers, but they didn’t comment. Jaskier poured a little oil into his hands, but it was mixed with soap or something, because he rubbed it into a bit of a lather and began to work it through Geralt’s hair. 

Geralt reacted like a pampered housecat, arching back into the touch and humming as Jaskier worked. The bard seemed to be doing something of a scalp massage while cleaning and the wolves heard a rumble start up in Geralt’s chest.

It wasn’t purring, not exactly. But all witchers could do it, only when they were truly relaxed of course. It was a whole chest rumble that always seemed to soak into their bones. Lambert scowled. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d purred.

Eventually, with Geralt boneless against the side of the pool, Jaskier finished, rinsing the suds from snow white hair and kissing the back of Geralt’s head.

“Alright,” Jaskier said, pulling two more bars of soap from his basket. “Pick one, each of you.”

“What?” Lambert said. 

“I brought five types of soap, Geralt told me about what you all have up here. So I brought his and mine, and one for each of you. Vesemir already picked his.”

“Did he?” Geralt asked.

“Yes dear heart, he gave me the tour the other day, picked that fig and goat’s milk one I brought”

“Hmmm,” Geralt replied, seemingly fast asleep.

Obediently, and somewhat hypnotized, Eskel and Lambert leaned forward to sniff each soap bar. 

The first made Eskel’s nose crinkle, and he quickly moved on to the second one, but Lambert lingered. The first one was nice. 

It was slightly green, which was weird, but it was nice.

They each picked the one they wanted and Jaskier smiled. “Excellent,” he said. “Now let me wash your hair.”

“Geralt,” Lambert said, immediately on edge. “Your bard is trying to fuck us.”

“My bard,” the white wolf answered drowsily, “Is trying to help you. Be nice.”

“You first,” Lambert muttered to Eskel. Eskel just shrugged and let Jaskier work on his back, settling in to a very similar position to the one Geralt had taken. He let out a few grunts as the bard worked skilled fingers into the cords of muscle on either side of his spine, but they certainly didn’t sound pained. Eskel even chatted quietly with Geralt as Jaskier worked. Then, obediently, he let Jaskier wash his hair.

“The soap you picked is oat and lavender,” the bard said. “So I have lavender oil for your hair, but tell me if it’s too strong, we can use something else.”

Eskel sniffed as Jaskier poured some of the faintly purple liquid into his palm. “Smells fine,” he said. Jaskier smiled, humming faintly as he worked it into Eskel’s hair, commenting a few times on how well kept it was. 

“Geralt always let’s his turn into a rat’s nest whenever I’m away.”

That made Eskel and Lambert raise their eyebrows. Geralt had always been meticulous about his hair, more so than was practical for a witcher. Eyebrows raised further when he blushed slightly and avoided their gaze.

The scalp massage continued and, to Lambert’s complete surprise, Eskel began to purr quietly. Jaskier smiled, but not mockingly or cruelly, and continued his work.

Eventually Jaskier finished with Eskel’s hair and then looked towards Lambert questioningly. “I don’t have to wash your hair if you’d rather I didn’t,” he said. “But I like doing it, and I think you’d like it too.”

“Let him, Lamb,” Geralt grunted before Lambert could say anything. 

“I was going to,” he grumbled as he turned around. 

The first press of hands into his back nearly burned. 

Money was scarce on the Path, even with Toss a Coin playing in every tavern. This year had been harsh on many of the villages Lambert passed through too, and they paid him what they could. 

Sometimes he was in the business of returning most or all of the payment, if things were bad.

All that to say, there had been no prostitutes, or bed mates of any kind, all year. Maybe one or two the year before that. Apart from his brothers, who he sparred with and got drunk with, almost no one touched him.

Jaskier touched him like being afraid of him was a foreign concept. Calloused fingers found every knot and point of tension and worked them out. Lambert felt like dough under a rolling pin.

“Where did you learn this?” he wondered aloud. “And why?”

Jaskier chuckled, digging his fingers into Lambert’s neck as he did so in a way that should have set off alarm bells but instead just sent electricity down his spine. “See,” Jaskier said. “I spent my time at university working for a bathhouse to make extra money-well, it was mostly a brothel but it offered baths. I just warmed up towels and sliced soap.”

“Mmmhm,” Lambert said, feeling his mind numb under the onslaught of touch.

“And one of the older women there, Rosie, lovely lady, taught me to make soap and find the right ones. Also taught me about massage, not the happy ending kind, that education I got elsewhere, but good information.”

It must have been, Lambert thought. It felt like Jaskier’s hands were touching his soul through his skin. 

Then Jaskier moved on to his hair. 

Lambert let the feeling wash over him as gentle fingers kneaded into his head, taking away headaches he hadn’t known were there. Manicured fingernails scratched lightly at his scalp. 

It was so good.

It was so nice to be touched when it wasn’t sex or sparring. It felt like a balm on Lambert’s soul and he’d been so jealous. Geralt had brought the bard and gotten all the touch he could want and left Eskel and Lambert without, but he was sharing this. It was like honey inside his brain. To his shame Lambert felt his eyes prickle. 

Witchers could cry. Their eyes didn’t tear up with wind, dust, or pain as much, because that could compromise their eyesight in battle, but emotion could bring tears. 

“It’s okay,” Geralt whispered, although not so low that Jaskier wouldn’t hear. “He won’t judge you.”

“I did too, a little,” Eskel said. Had he? Lambert hadn’t noticed. He let tears fall mixing with the moisture from the steam on his face. Jaskier reached around to get more oil and one landed on his hand, so he brushed a thumb down the tear track on Lambert’s face.

It could have, should have felt either patronizing or romantic. It wasn’t. It was just intimate. Gentle, intimate, platonic touch. Lambert began to cry a little harder. 

Geralt sidled over and leaned against him, pressing their shoulders together. Eskel joined in on the other side so that Lambert was sandwiched between his older brothers. 

They sat like that until Jaskier rinsed out Lambert’s hair.

He’d taken longer on the wash, Lambert noted, even though he had the least hair of the three of them. He was grateful for it. 

Eskel and Lambert watched as Geralt washed Jaskier’s hair, passing Geralt the bottle of oil--mint, to go with the mint and honey soap Jaskier favored--whenever Geralt needed it.

Lambert realised he was purring, and wondered how long he’d been doing it, but he had a pretty good idea.

#fluff #kaer morhen #lambert #lambert centric #eskel #vesemir #jaskier #geralt #kaer morhen hot springs ofc #jaskier likes soap #everybody likes nice soap #geraskier #all comfort no hurt #touch starved witchers #the witcher

[queenxxxsupreme]

Sorry you’re not feeling well love!!! Hope you get to feeling better soon :) for the fluffiness, how about softe eskel time where he’s washing readers hair and they’re just lulling off but then eskel starts humming real low and he doesn’t even really realize it so they just let him keep going and AHHH!!!!! I just love him so much 😂

A/N: I definitely didn’t mean to turn this into a 2.5k fic😂 but I combined the two cause it just sorta.... happened? This is from the soft fics for Eskel, Dettlaff, and Regis that I received yesterday! 

Warnings: nudity?? a bath?? but just complete fluffiness and softness for my baby Eskel

You peered out of the window, searching what you could see of the large field behind your home. Your eyes scanned the green grass, searching for your witcher. 

The sun had nearly vanished behind the trees. A cool breeze took the place of the warm sun. Crickets and cicadas chirped while other nocturnal creatures began to rustle around. Soon it would be dark.

You sighed softly, chewing on the inside of your cheek as you debated on going to find Eskel. He’d been out in the field tending to the small herd of farm animals you raised. There were five goats, two babies and three adults, two calves, a grumpy old donkey, a young sheep, and a mare. You were usually busy taking care of them, but Eskel insisted he could handle it for the day. He said you deserved to relax, to calm down. That was easier said than done. 

It was only his second day home and you wanted to relax with him. However, you knew he needed to adjust to his surroundings, to switch his mindset from a nomadic witcher to a domestic man with the one he loved. He needed to loosen up. He didn’t want to make you feel on edge because he couldn’t put his swords down for longer than five minutes because he was fearful that something would happen. 

You knew he adjusted to being back home by tending to the animals. They had a way of calming him, of grounding him. They reminded him that your home, his home, was safe and that he’d not be in harm’s way on your land. 

You let out a little breath and decided to at least go check on him. The last time you had gone to see how he was, it was just after noon. Now with sundown just a few minutes away, you knew you’d feel better if you went to make sure he was okay. 

You left your home, not bothering to put on shoes. 

***

By the time you found him, it was dark. He was on the farthest side of the field from your home sitting beneath a weeping willow. The baby goats were laying squished between his legs while the adults were on the outside of his legs. One baby calf was curled up against his side while the other was laying by his feet as close to the baby goats as possible. The donkey, sheep, and mare were standing not too far away, curiously watching you. 

Eskel heard you long before he saw you. He could hear your quiet steps, the sound of grass beneath your bare feet. The hem of your skirt was pulled every now and again by a weed and you’d tug it carefully to release it. 

You stopped a little ways away from him, offering him a soft smile. Thankfully, you could see him with the light given off by the full moon. His features were darkened from shadows and if you didn’t know him, he would look intimidating. But he was your witcher, your gentle giant.

“How are you feeling?” You asked him, messing with the hem of your shirt. You hated to bother him, to mess with him when he was trying to get into the right headspace, but sometimes you worried so much about him that you couldn’t help it. 

“Okay.” He answered quietly, casting his gaze down to the goat in his lap. His large hand rested on its back, gently brushing through its coarse hair. “I’m sorry I’ve been away the last two days.”

“Don’t apologize.” You shook your head. “I understand.”

He said nothing.

You let the silence fill the space between you for a few moments. 

“Would you like me to leave you be?” You asked, your voice timid and hesitant. 

“Doll, you know I never want you to leave.” He spoke, letting out a soft breath. 

“But I know you need this.” Your eyes flickered around the empty field. “If you need more time, I’ll leave. I need you to be okay, and this…. This makes you okay.”

The corner of his scarred lips turned up just a little. He was thankful you were patient with him. That’s all he needed. Someone who was patient and cared enough to grant him his space when he needed it.

“I love you, doll.”

Your heart fluttered. 

“I love you, Eskel.”

He looked back down to the goat in his lap. 

“I’m ready to go to bed.” He stated, his words a quiet murmur. 

You smiled. 

“Okay. Do you want to walk back with me?”

He nodded. 

You stood to your feet and allowed him to move to you. One large arm wrapped around your waist, drawing you into his side as you both started to walk back towards your home. 

One by one, the animals followed. 

***

“I’ll go start a bath. How does that sound?�� You asked, placing your hand on his arm as the both of you stopped just outside of the barn. 

“Good.” He nodded. 

“You won’t be long, will you?” 

“Not at all.” He shook his head, tired eyes finding yours. You could see it in his golden gaze, see the haziness, see the shadows left behind by a troubled soul. 

You gave him a tender smile, fighting the urge to kiss him before leaving. 

You turned to go to your house but thick, calloused fingers wrapped around your wrist. You were pulled back to him, into his arms. They wrapped tightly around you, encasing you in warmth. He buried his nose in your hair, inhaling deeply. You closed your eyes, leaning into him. His hand rubbed your back. 

He breathed out, trembling just slightly. You felt him kiss the top of your head. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him back, to let him know how you felt for him. But you didn’t want to spook him. 

He finally released you, taking a few steps backwards. You smiled at him. He returned the gesture before turning to go into the barn. 

***

You drew a bath with what little magic you were comfortable using. Even after the large tub had been filled with hot water, Eskel had yet to come in from the barn. 

You changed into a thin bodice that fell to about your knees. You waited on the edge of the tub, brushing your fingers over the surface of the water. 

The sound of the front door opening made you lift your head up, eyes finding the door. 

Soon, your witcher entered the room. He no longer carried a sword on his back, and he had taken off his boots. 

Silently, you stood up and moved to him. He watched you, yellow eyes curious. 

“Can I help you?” Your eyes fell to the laces on the chest of his tunic. 

With his nod, you worked to gently unlace his top, slowly revealing more and more of his chest. As the shirt fell open in a deep V, you leaned forward to kiss a scare that stretched across the top of his left peck. 

As you took a hold of the hem of his tunic, he lifted his arms, allowing you to pull the clothing from him. 

You let the top fall to the floor. 

He leaned his head forward, resting his forehead on yours as you started to unlace his trousers. His eyes closed and he let out a warm breath that fanned over your face. 

He surprised you by tenderly kissing your lips. It was chaste and his touch didn’t linger, but you were okay with it. Now wasn’t the time for heated making out. Now was the time to get Eskel calm enough so that he could rest tonight since he didn’t the night before. 

You moved away from him as he took off his trousers. You went to the tub, dipping your fingers in to test the water. It was still hot, but you wanted to warm it up more. Reciting a spell under your breath, you felt the heat in your fingertips first, then with a flick of your wrist, the heat was directed to the water. 

“You didn’t have to do that.” Eskel told you. 

“And have you got into a cold bath?” You cocked a brow. “No way.” 

“I could’ve done it.” 

He knew how much you hated using magic, how you much preferred to do things on your own, the way a normal human would.

“It’s okay.” You assured him. “Come on.” You patted the side of the tub. 

“Will you get in with me?”

“If you’d like.” You nodded. 

He slipped into the tub, letting out a breath and releasing some of the tension that stiffened his muscles. 

You got in behind him, not bothering to take off your bodice. You sat on the stone edge of the tub, your knees parted so he could settle between them with his back to you. 

Your hands came up to his shoulders, working the thick muscles there as best as you could. 

“Doll, you don’t-,”

“But I want to.” You softly cut him off, pausing the massage for a moment so you could lean down to his ear. “Let me do this for you, Eskel.” You kissed the space behind his ear. “Okay?”

He nodded, leaning back against you just a little. 

As you worked at loosening up his shoulders, you leaned forward every now and again to kiss his warm, tanned skin. 

Once you were content with his shoulders, you moved to pull the band out of his hair. The short dark locks fell to rest on his shoulders. 

“Can I wash your hair, love?” You asked him, resting your hand between his shoulder blades. 

He nodded once more. 

You reached beyond the tub to retrieve the mug you’d brought into the bathing room specifically for getting his hair wet. 

You dunked it into the water and then carefully poured it on to his head. 

With you sitting behind him, you didn’t have a good judgement of wear to pour the water so you accidentally poured it right on the top of his head. This soaked his hair immediately, but also pushed his dark hair into his face. 

“Oh my- Eskel! I’m so sorry!” You tried not to laugh as you moved around him. 

“It’s okay, doll.” He assured you, chuckling softly as you brushed his wet hair from his face. 

He wore a gentle smile on his lips. 

“I didn’t mean to do that.” You told him, brushing his hair back a little more. 

“It’s okay.” 

You smiled and picked up a chunk of soap sitting on the stone edge of the tub. You lathered your hands up so they were nice and soapy, then you began to work the soap into Eskel’s hair, careful to avoid his eyes. 

With him facing you, he didn't bother closing his eyes. Instead, he watched you. 

You smiled just a little, gently scratching his scalp with your blunt fingertips. 

“You’re blushing.” He stated, pulling one hand from the water to reach out and touch your cheek. The pad of his thumb was warm and gentle as he swiped it across the apple of your cheek. 

“Because you’re watching me.”

“Do I make you uncomfortable?” His voice became quiet and his brows drew together. 

“No, no. Just…. Nervous is all.” You explained, shaking your head softly. 

He nodded as best as he could while you lathered his hair up with the sweet smelling soap. 

“You’re concentrating really hard.” He teased a little. 

“Because I don’t want to get soap in your eyes.”

He chuckled softly. 

Once you were satisfied with the amount of soap and bubbles in his hair, you picked up the mug and instructed him to tilt his head back. 

Much more carefully this time, you poured the water of his hair. You repeated the action a few times, raking your fingers through the soaking strands to make sure you got all of the soap out. 

“Can I do yours next?” Eskel asked, brushing one hand over his hair to squeeze out the excess water. 

“If you’d like.” You nodded. 

“Sit on my knee.” He said. 

You nodded and settled down on his knee. You tilted your head back a little but the water came down quicker than you expected. 

You gasped, not expecting to be soaked that quickly. 

“Oops.” Eskel did his best to bite back the grin on his lips. 

You looked over your shoulder at him, pouting. 

“That was on purpose.”

“I love you.” He leaned forward to kiss the top of your shoulder. 

You get better knowing that he was slowly coming back to you, that he was transitioning. Once in a great while, it would take him days to settle down when he returned home to you. Those times always worried you. You feared he’d leave and never come back. 

You turned back around so he could wash your hair properly. He was careful with you, not wanting to hurt you or accidentally pull your hair. You leaned into him more than you probably should’ve, but he didn’t mind. 

He noticed the way you slowly started to slump against him, to use him for support. From the sound of your heart rate slowing, he could guess that you were falling asleep. 

He began to hum to himself, needing to fill the silence. 

Just as he finished rinsing out your hair, you started to lose your balance on his knee. 

“Easy, doll.” He placed his hands on your hips when you jolted awake. 

“Eskel?” You muttered sleepily, rubbing your eyes. 

“You’re tired, doll.” He easily lifted you up so you were on your feet and then stood up behind you. “Let’s get out and get into some warm clothes.”

You nodded and started to get out of the tub. You retrieved a clean towel from the stool nearby and passed it to Eskel. Your soaking wet bodice was discarded, left to hang over the back of a chair. 

You took the second towel and wrapped yourself in it, then you took Eskel’s hand and guided him back to the bedroom. 

You parted ways, but only because you both needed clothes. You tugged on a pair of undergarments and then a large tunic that fit you rather loosely. It was Eskel’s at one point but you’d stolen it from him. 

You dried your hair with the towel as best as you could, then climbed into bed. 

Eskel was right behind you, slipping underneath the blankets and quilts, seeking out warmth. 

You settled on your side facing him. One of your arms was folded beneath your head while your opposite hand came up to his chest. 

“Will you hum to me again?” You asked him quietly, peeking up at him through your lashes. 

“Of course.” He nodded, urging you to move closer to him with a hand on your back. 

You scooted closer to him, tucking your nose into his chest. 

“I love you, Eskel.”

“Love you too, doll.” He kissed your damp hair before he began to hum, the pleasant noise lulling you to sleep. 

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[sirjustice191]

Equals Blasphemy dude

Is falling off a drone below the earth crust like Blasphemy as not forgiven sin and falling on airplanes or ships above the earth waters and atmosphere. As all the precautions that bar the sinking or fall of such have been explained in tumblr a/c sirjustice166. Friend any sin without a course tantamount to blasphemy, without reason as in like just shooting people around without course as what they did to you, aint known. 

The leaves of seldom apple when partially dried forms the best tetanus drug/medication, In-fact most tetanus injection is made out of the same where in a container u place such leaves then add much water as usual, then talk to Mr Devil as you hurl cold water placed on syringes or spit saliva and boom the liquid or tablet is formed. Many Negros wants to come to Africa to finish the fish type which when deep fried and the above Mr devil process done gives not the curative drug but the vaccines to continue the business as Most Florida cities are build of Tetanus related cases like with tourists are given water with the virus in that it develops and u pay for the medication above which if Nile perch is their hampers it, so want to come using drones, fish indiscriminately until all finished then they go back after long and at the same time for Mr Hindu to stay a float during war and reap huge from changing body parts 4 cash and during war to defeat such soldiers who they want to to be super power. With tetanus vaccine without tourists, visitors or international students going 4 that test Florida aint no more. Even if they came to like E-Africa, will open shops, grocery and like with city water place the same as they know it and even with watered bottled 4 some few individuals, juices and even soda to continue the tetanus thing to sell again the medication mentioned above to the infected persons to stay afloat around even if trampled down by local forces, They go low as operating a grocery shop to facilitate the same until Lake Victoria fish atrophies leaving such markets to other remaining Tz or Uganda lakes like Albert or tanganyika or Trukana after each tribe has been made a nation as kebi champions and this the remaining side b4 all aspires, but now rather its pretense though the separation reality pregnant, if u never know folks, this the gimmick or as the adage goes. Christ had foreseen the above cemented by his Goat and sheep parable to bring out reality.

Without AE technology, trukana people would have had the day as jew, cause they are few and lazy to work looking 4 others to work 4 them, which with the looped oil from South Sudan which many know not but thinks its from withing as earth crust diameter is over 1000 km in radius to them or as portrayed in books. They were eating in garbage, taka thinking the same above wont be invented but alas! Are met with stumbling words to think again and find themselves in a limbo. Even Kikuyu followed suit so in times futurity be accepted, Friends they were eating in taka and were forcing many with yuck food which if u refused they were laughing inside as marking people who they will tolerate when that time reaches. Worker and vineyard and Good Samaritan parable to bring out reality.

Oil has been fully overtaken as LUISIANA state much cities are made with artificial oil as on much water the petrol or diesel is poured then the above process done and boom the same formed and even break fluids,the best type and engine oil, are made using the seldom leaves described above under the same process just above where such leaves are placed in much water, then many spit saliva and boom ya oil or break food formed or any chemical you want as much as liquid soaps and sanitizers or cleaning/washing detergents. Much piriton or cold flu medications tablets are made that way, the best brands, which the Negros eye and the best type grow in hot and dry places not in cold lands like in central kenya or Mt kilimanjaro areas and that's the reasons why Negros are claiming they are of those tribes from good lands that harbors the same. Its a tropical weed not temperate and the weed parable explains partly what the negro are up to as Jesus had foreseen it way long b4. And friends water hyacinth makes the best toothpaste as water Mellon make liquid soaps and saloon shampoos of less side effects than those of banana and mango and those are the reasons why they wanna be here cause much USA cities moves out of the same which without that they atrophies as customer taste and preference like in Mexico and its below small nations demands the same so much pro-act by doing the above gimmicks.

People of small nose are of st Luciana origin/descent, get this dude, return him to his people,his roots maybe from mothers side is Portuguese and fathers side the above or vice versa

China has known how to make the same, Now shop in china, avoid Homeflowers

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Hand rotated mobile charger in the link below, buy 1 today, just few strokes charges ya phone like in 10 minutes, EVEN 4 the bicycle can charge ya phone with power bank to cement AE truths as described in kevinelson mondy facebook a/c, check dude, already made

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The window pattern in the house below almost always shorten ya life span as kills, the curved on top if u did not know, dude, go 4 the flat 1 on top. A friend came to me as a friend but later in years was of bad character, at 1st i held grudges inside me but after long he was of Jamaica and Ghana blood which helped me to cope with such situation in the USA and sending my how to make gadgets to such nations cause they could have done the same as him, so will be an excuse in hell of the above and wont get to hell fire. Many gave him names as a bad man yet after profound contemplation he has the day as castigating sense in me. Friends life is situated that way, in any good their is bad and vice versa, so never rush to point fingers and that’s it dude!!!

The drone in the link below is used to cross the Mexico-USA border and still, steal banks, rob houses and like explained below with bedding, shoes, clothes, electronic, cars from leaving students, drop outs or returning to their nations students who just leave such in their room, or stealing from USA households, shelters or Nursing homes the shipping the to Africa, Trump that fence was useful if at all Africans and Mexicans were not making such but if so its futile, so u as well employ wireless ones with high density Led flashlights looking up to do the same and on the sides or with dark-view or night-view. They get up more than airplane do at 10 thousand km then get to Mexico b4 going up and doing the above and in Any other country where such deemed crimes are liable. Even from below the earth crust they get as low as 50 Km or on earth atmosphere so they are not located and get to the USA via holes or Argentina, end of the world at pacific then get up again to Mexico then cross the border as described above and SA aint left behind as well

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This thing is working, not hanging as u previously heard, it pumps fine, Girl with kebi you wont regret, i bet and believe me sweetness will engulf ya, Eh Eh Eh the girls around laughing in awe to cement the above fact as if kinda, wanna jump out of joy as kebi is of good conduct to them, hardworking, investigative and intuitive and as they are saying , is what every woman locates in a man. Minaj Check it out Girl, u timid, fear not, feel at home Girl, u rock my world, the world is your babe

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Can buy the drone above 4 city transport as government creates zones in the CBD where such take off or land failure to which tantamount to warrant of arrest or going to jail. Think big how to get money not resorting to gimmicks like of tumblr a/c sirjustice166 as explained and going overseas u can use the same of solar backed with Alternator Generator of 2 wet cell as they alternate in use as 1 atrophies in power 1 picks up to repeat the sequence.

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Basic Topics

Food

cook bread cake pie noodles pasta eggs meat milk cheese oil chocolate chips cookies crackers treats snacks muffin rolls biscuit cupcake brownies bagel biscotti French fries sandwich hamburger salad meatloaf breakfast lunch super dinner snack fruit juice soda pop tea coffee wine beer

Outdoors

snow rain wind sunny cloudy tornado hurricane hail ice freeze thaw hot cold earthquake sand mud dirt dust mountain river lake sea ocean valley plain field park sidewalk fresh air camping campfire barbecue picnick

Animals

cow donkey horse rabbit dragonfly deer squid kangaroo bear wolf chipmunk squirrel dog fox cat pheasant brontosaurus mouse eagle clam parrot crow duck cricket swan housefly pterodactyl goose chicken oyster turkey sheep goat hummingbird raptor owl eel hornet zebra bird mosquito whale cougar shrimp elephant lion bee pigeon gazelle cheetah hippopotamus fish tiger gecko grasshopper rhinoceros walrus octopus otter spider jellyfish penguin falcon snake rat crab leopard T-Rex dolphin orca lizard shark hawk giraffe dinosaur starfish snail

Clothes

hat gloves scarf coat trench coat rain coat umbrella shirt pants shorts underwear vest sweater sweat shirt sweat pants sweat suit jogging suit boots shoes sandles slippers swimming suit suit dress skirt blouse hood hoodie fedora flat cap fedora polo shirt dress shirt T-shirt tank top muscle shirt blazer tuxedo cufflinks necklace bracelet earring

Home

house garage workshop window door screen wall floor ceiling kitchen bathroom living room bedroom window door garbage trash can clean wash rinse mob broom washcloth sink shower bath soap toilet toothbrush towel curtain bed blanket pillow bed sheets table chair bench knife fork spoon plate cup bowl water glass bottle cutting board rolling pin toaster blender stove oven fry pan wok pot kettle baking sheet crock pot coffee maker dish washer refrigerator freezer cellar pantry cupboard counter top cabinet closet toybox chest wardrobe vanity coat rack stand sofa couch love seat coffee table footstool ottoman recliner

Office & School

desk computer phone tablet printer clock watch memo note pencil pen ink eraser glue paper clip stapler rubber band sharpen dull shavings shred ruler protractor compass classroom pencil holder calendar pin board thumb tack desk lamp board room whiteboard blackboard conference table manager supervisor teacher principal team & teammates classmates employee student project assignment study work learn correct edit fix repair update upgrade install enroll graduate finish late on time communicate network energy electricity announcement speakers PA system (public announcement) public private corporation company school district industrial park factory building commerce money market

Roads

car truck motorcycle semi truck pickup truck sport car sedan coup scooter dirt bike bicycle BMX bike skates skateboard helmet seat belt air bag crash collision fender bender ticket parking lot speed limit lane highway onramp expressway freeway toll road bridge overpass underpass train tracks railroad train station bus stop yield distance limousine chauffeur driver taxi tour guide travel

Farm & Garden

barn tractor trailer crops harvest irrigation pesticide herbicide weed-killer fertilizer lawn mower bumper crop hay loft straw alfalfa pasture horse fence gate work gloves planting watering weeding trimming trowel plow hoe rake shovel pruning shears hedge trimmer watering can hose hose butler hose reel hose trolley spigot nozzle sprinkler turret sprinkler spray gun rain barrel rain gauge wood chips seeds blossom pollen silo grainery grain elevator cheesecloth cheese curd dairy butcher cellar canned vegetables frost dew perennial annual tulip bulb rose garden walled garden shrubbery

Sports

baseball basketball football soccer lacrosse golf tennis badminton swimming hockey bat glove mitt hoop basket net goal cleats shin guards pads jersey baseball cap court racket pool referee coach team manager stadium arena referee guard forward pitcher catcher offense defense goalie umpire puck penalty disc frisbee quarterback fowl pitch tee-off green rough course field flag boundary out of bounds clock period inning half quarter round match set play (a football play) line sponsor spectator stands bleachers nose-bleed section admission season playoffs tickets finals halftime

Music

piano clarinet oboe bassoon saxophone French horn trumpet trombone tuba flute percussion drum snare tympani bell chimes harp synthesizer instrument sampling director symphony orchestra band marching band parade color guard cadence harmony melody counter melody solo duet quartet march concerto composer tempo beat dynamics volume drum major field commander captain genre jazz blues pop rock n’ roll big band dixieland waltz tango alternative boogie woogie ragtime classical baroque romance medieval pentatonic scale Major minor harmonic

Cyberspace

computer monitor tablet stylus writing tablet touchscreen smartphone mouse keyboard battery power cord cable display desktop wallpaper firmware software application (app) app store runtime environment operating system kernel motherboard integrated circuit transistor processor processor core central processing unit (CPU) graphics processing unit (GPU) random access memory (RAM) read only memory (ROM) user account website profile page Internet web page homepage dependency software stack markup language scripting language cascading style sheet (CSS) hypertext markup language (HTML) database structured query language (SQL) universal resource identifier (URI) (https://write.pink/vocab) universal resource locator (URL) (https://write.pink) web address texting global positioning system (GPS) geolocation temp file directory structure file system email web application blog (weblog) content management system (CMS) human resource management (HRM) customer relations management (CRM) enterprise resource planning (ERP) personal information management (PIM) words per minute (WPM) social media multimedia terminal command line console client server client side language server side language legacy version version history product road map scope creep bug report feature request install update upgrade beta security malware virus spyware cookie meta data content menu navigation heading header footer article post tag search engine web crawler contacts share embed log error message runlevel priority foreground background radio select checkbox dropdown select text field encrypt certificate session web browser desktop application email client

Hospitality

reservation checkin checkout key deposit hotel motel hostel resort bead & breakfast cruise ship country club waiter waitress server maître d’hôtel concierge host butler bus boy bell hop kitchen crew dish crew chef assistant menu chef’s surprise soup of the day cup of joe appetizer soup & salad main course side dish dessert bread basket pitcher order make ticket make line make table make time delivery time serving tray goblet water glass pilsner glass martini glass shot glass wine glass soda fountain on tap deli deli cut tip / gratuity buffet all you can eat take out doggy bag delivery refill silverware napkin place setting cost per plate guest linens dining room floor bedding double bed queen size bed king size bed twin beds room service wake up call bar bar stool high boy bartender barista clerk open shop close shop “we’re all out” first in first out first in last out last in first out cost of sales five star three star

Travel

navigation driving directions baggage luggage carry-on hand-baggage check in checked baggage baggage claim ticket pass boarding pass departure arrival departure time travel time arrival time estimated time of departure (ETD) estimated time of arrival (ETA) delay on time commute journey embark boarding disembark boarding gate departure gate time table service counter first class business class economy class premium economy frequent flier membership card priority boarding priority seating lounge pass call button flotation device evacuation instructions bulkhead cabin wings air pressure altitude tunnel crash landing splash landing touchdown splashdown turbulence in-flight meal in-flight entertainment airplane mode stow dinner tray reading lamp climate control overhead compartment seat number isle seat window seat dining car sleeper car truck stop weigh station fuel station gas station petrol station passengers crew captain pilot copilot navigator conductor flight attendant helm deck terminal dock ferry plane ship airline cruise ship train bus subway space shuttle transporter beam flying saucer teleportation warp drive hyperdrive hyperspace supersonic lightspeed nautical mile time zone

Dinning Out

Dress

“dressy” festive casual jeans and tie dress pants and tie suit and tie three piece suit dress shirt nice shirt nice T shirt old shirt old T shirt jeans nice jeans rockstar jeans stone washed jeans blazer vest dress short nice shorts jean shorts skirt blouse dress high heels dress shoes slippers loafers sandals sneakers casual shoes [sport] shoes wingtip shoes

Menu

orange soda grape soda red soda cola Dr. Pepper lemon lime root beer ginger ale cream soda bread basket sub sandwich fruit platter cole slaw burrito taco nachos melon lemonade snacks popcorn hot dog chips

Camping

camper trailer mobile home campfire fire pit firewood kindling starter fluid charcoal coals ashes marshmallow s’mores graham crackers hot dog roast hot dog bun condiments relish ketchup mustard paper plate disposable silverware tin foil dinner wrap foil wrapped dinner grill barbecue cookout roasting stick campground toiletries bath house dump station park service park ranger national park state park county park city park recreation off road vehicle recreational vehicle speed boat water skiing wake boarding beach sand dune mountain climbing hiking walking stick mosquito net insect repellent tent tarp AstroTurf picnic table lawn chairs lantern kerosene sing-along

Construction

scaffold nails hammer sledgehammer jackhammer allen wrench screws screwdriver torques head Phillips head straight edge concrete flexcrete cement mortar bricks foundation chimbney threshold partition fire escape story loft lean-to foundation basement construction crew construction site building code building permit detour road construction earth moving equipment shovel rake bulldozer backhoe dumptruck studds drywall log cabin blueprints I-beam welding molding trim work framing carpeting tiling tile floor grout trowel hardhat work gloves safety glasses safety goggles face mask plaster paintbrush pain roller paint can paint can opener paint thinner wallpaper window frame door frame hinge deadbolt lock electric outlet breaker switch breaker box fuse box pluming faucet pipe drain septic tank septic system drain field landscaping survey crew land surveying acre shelf awning tarp fence rebar power grid power lines power transformer electrical pole wiring linoleum formica veneer lumber particle board plywood sandpaper palm sander belt sander saw horse table saw band saw jig saw radial arm saw drill press lathe C-clamp wood glue wood putty wood stain varnish lacquer

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What Unites Us-CMAW083-Selah17

S = Something on My Heart

What Unites Us - heard from a manager at a safety meeting once that the great thing about safety is it's the one thing that unites us all.  My first thought was one I often have when I hear an extreme statement that uses terms like "always", "never" or in this case "the one thing", and that thought was that it was hyperbole, or exaggeration and that in the natural there are always exceptions to extreme statements like this and that only God deserves language like that (for example, all powerful, all knowing, ever present),as a side note I've tried to avoid using powerful or extreme words and phrases like this for natural things, but reserve those for whom they are deserved, words like awesome, incredible, amazing, unreal.  But back to the safety meeting at work.  I thought about this statement some more, about safety being the one thing that unites us , I thought about it both during that meeting as well as in the weeks that followed, particularly in light of the Coronavirus.  I've come to the conclusion that a better statement is that safety unites us more than most things in life, but that it is not the one thing that unites us all. In the workplace I have found that pretty much everyone agrees that safety is important, maybe even that safety should be our number one priority, but that unity ends when you go beyond the general and into the specific.  For example, I've seen many examples where safety was prioritized to a level where it went beyond common sense and didn't factor in sufficiently the need for the business to be profitable nor did it factor in sufficiently the need for individuals to take responsibility for themselves.  With the Coronavirus, I saw a fair amount of division initially around what our reaction should be to the threat, then a more united approach, but as we now debate how and when we should reopen our country the unity has quickly changed as there are different opinions on exactly what steps were appropriate in response to that threat as well as how we should open things up moving forward. To take this thought a bit further, what, if anything, does actually unite all of us?  This is not a complete list, but here's a few things I've found to answer this question.  2 things both come from Gen 1:26.  We were all made in God's image and we were all made so that we may have dominion over the earth, I believe you could substitute the phrase work for dominion.  This was further clarified in Gen 2:15 "The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it."  So 2 things that unite all of us, believers and unbelievers, are God's image and our purpose to do good work in the world.  John Stonestreet and Warren Smith in their book "Restoring all things" say it like this "The absolute Ruler of everything decides to make other rulers to take care of His world...they are not puppets, nor have they been granted tourist visas to enjoy paradise. They have work to do...they too, like the One whose image they bear, are to fill and form...humans are to bring glory to God by living for the good of the world".  What are some other things that unite all of us?  The book of Romans is filled with them. "there is none righteous not one", "for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God". and also that it is clear to all that God exists, Rom 1:20 says "For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and [g]Godhead, so that they are without excuse," we're also united in the sense that God doesn't want any of us to perish and that He sent Jesus for all of us. John 3:16 says that "God so loved the world that he sent his only begotten son". 2 Peter 3:9 says "The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness, but is longsuffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance." So far in our list of what unites us all is some good news and bad news. We're all made in God's image, we're all made to do good work, we're all aware of God, we're all guilty of sin, and we're all equally loved by God and have an equal opportunity to accept his gift of eternal life with him.  We've been talking about all of humanity, but what about believers in Christ.  What unites us?  You've heard the phrase "in the essentials unity, in non-essentials, freedom, all things in love".  As believers, we are all forgiven.  Psalm 103:12 says "as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us". We are all a new creation, 2 Cor 5:17 says "if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new".  So, looking again at all of humanity, what divides us?  Well, in the natural that's an easy question to answer, it seems that just about everything and at an increasing level of intensity, divides us. Let's talk just about the spiritual.  What divides all of humanity is our response to truth and to what God has done for us. In John 18:37b Jesus says "for this cause I have come into the world, that I should bear witness to the truth. Everyone who is of the truth hears My voice".  Pilate responds to Jesus with a question "What is truth?". In 3 of the 4 gospels Jesus asks a critical question "who do you say that I am?". How we respond to that question as well as the question "what is truth" is the primary way that all of humanity is divided.  That important division in terms of both how we may respond as well as how we will respond in the future is made every more clear by Jesus when he talks about the present and the future. In Matthew 7:13-14, Jesus says "Enter by the narrow gate; for wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and there are many who go in by it. Because narrow is the gate and difficult is the way which leads to life, and there are few who find it".  In Matthew 25:32, Jesus says "All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats."  Surprisingly, the Bible does not say that Jesus came to unite all of us in peace between each other but rather to unite us with Him.  When the Angels announced the coming of Jesus in Luke 2:14, they said "“Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”.  Notice they said peace toward men, not between men, i.e. peace between God and man, not between man and man. And although Jesus told us as his disciples to love one another, he also said in Matthew 10:34-39 “Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword. 35 For I have come to ‘set[j] a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law’; 36 and ‘a man’s enemies will be those of his own household.’ 37 He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. 38 And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. 39 He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it." So, here are some takeaways for me on this question of unity. We are united with all of humanity in the sense that God made us in his image, he made us to do good work, he wants us all to choose to spend eternity with Him, and he wants us to love HIm and to love others.  We are divided in how we choose to respond to God, specifically to Jesus Christ. As C.S. Lewis said in his book "Mere Christianity", "

“I am trying here to prevent anyone saying the really foolish thing that people often say about Him: I’m ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don’t accept his claim to be God. That is the one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic — on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg — or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse. You can shut him up for a fool, you can spit at him and kill him as a demon or you can fall at his feet and call him Lord and God, but let us not come with any patronizing nonsense about his being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to.”

E=Example of Faith at work

2 things to share.  Both are innovative products that make our lives better. These may not seem to be spiritual and I have not researched to determine if the inventors are Christian, but as we've discussed on here may times and in reference to Tim Keller's book "Every Good Endeavor", all humans, believers and unbelievers, are made in God's image and we all can be tools of God's common grace, blessing all of humanity, by making the world better including in very natural, physical ways.  The first product is  one that teaches your cat to use the toilet so you can get rid of litter.  We found two makers Litter Kwitter and City Kitty and purchased City Kitty mainly because it's less expensive, and will be trying it out soon.  The second product is one that helped my mother out a lot and that is Windex all-in-one.  It has a pad with soap in it and allows you to clean outside windows quickly and easily and more safely without having to get on a ladder. I challenge you all to view everyday tasks and accomplishments of your work as spiritual.  I was going to quote a famous quote from Martin Luther about the value of making a good shoe until I found out that he didn't actually say that, so instead I'd like to mention an actual quote from Martin Luther I found on the reformed trombonist.com article called "On making good shoes", where Michael Everett quotes Luther as follows "The prince should think: Christ has served me and made everything to follow him; therefore, I should also serve my neighbor, protect him and everything that belongs to him. That is why God has given me this office, and I have it that I might serve him. That would be a good prince and ruler. When a prince sees his neighbor oppressed, he should think: That concerns me! I must protect and shield my neighbor….The same is true for the shoemaker, tailor, scribe, or reader. If he is a Christian tailor, he will say: I make these clothes because God has bidden me do so, so that I can earn a living, so that I can help and serve my neighbor.".  In his post, Michael Everett also refers to a scirpture I often refer to which is Colossians 3:23-24 " And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men, 24 knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance; for[a] you serve the Lord Christ."

L=Logos = Work verse

Psalm 19:7b "The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple;" - I bring this up as an encouragement to other men like me that feel they are sometimes not really measuring up in their work, either in general or maybe temporarily on one of those down days.  You may feel simple or not as good at what you do as the next guy.  No matter who you are, or what your occupation is, or how talented or gifted you are, you have access to mind and heart of the Creator of the Universe in his word, and that word, if you read it, receive it, and live it out in your daily life, will make you wise.

A=Announcements

Finished Colson Fellows, Weekly release in June

H=Handy tip to increase productivity and effectiveness 

If someone at work tells you about a problem they have, you can tell them you’re praying for them but I recommend instead 2 better options, one is for you to pray for them privately but don't tell them you're praying for them, Matthew 6:6 says "But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly."  The 2nd option is to pray WITH them right there and then.  Whichever way you choose to pray for them, I also recommend you back that up by doing something in the natural related to their problem.  Don't just say "let me know if there's anything I can do to help", instead at that moment or soon after that, think and pray about what you could do to help them and do it.  James 2:15-17 says " If a brother or sister is naked and destitute of daily food, 16 and one of you says to them, “Depart in peace, be warmed and filled,” but you do not give them the things which are needed for the body, what does it profit? 17 Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead." 

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Before You Start a Goat Dairy Farm …

by Lacey Hughett

Many goat owners, at some point, wonder about beginning a goat dairy farm, be it a hobby or to supplement income. It can be a daunting task to undergo, not to mention the laws of certain states make it nearly impossible to sell milk or dairy products. I interviewed established owners to discover what they did, what worked, and their limitations.

Doe’s and Diva’s Dairy

Janna and Tom own Doe’s and Diva’s Dairy, a Grade B dairy based out of Honey Creek, Iowa. They started with goats after adopting their daughter, Mia, many years ago from Guatemala. Mia was lactose intolerant and, shortly after conducting some research, they bought their first dairy goat. By 2008, Janna made so much cheese from her kitchen that she was giving it away. Her neighbor recommended they start a goat dairy farm together, but after three years the partnership ended. Janna, undefeated, opened a second dairy.

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“Visit as many dairies as you can,” she advised. “Find one like what you’re looking for. You have to start with a good design.” Janna recommends working very closely with an inspector, even before getting the project approved by the state and beginning construction.

The biggest hurdle many people face is funding. Janna was lucky. The first dairy started from her savings, but after the failed partnership she didn’t have a cushion to fall back on. Amid the slow construction for Doe’s and Diva’s, a small group of people toured the goat dairy farm. Among them were Mary Ann Hanusa, regional economics director for the Iowa House of Representatives, and Dr. Carl Hienrich, former president of Western Iowa Community College where Janna and Tom had taken business classes that were fundamental for their operation. The visitors learned more about farm’s vision and, within two weeks, Janna and Tom had the funding needed to finish their dairy. Luck and networking that made it happen, combined with Janna’s and Tom’s unique dairy goat farming business plan to combine goat and sheep milk to make cheese, ice cream, lotion, and soap. Janna loves what she does and says it is the key to a successful dairy.

Baby Riley crying beside a lamb. Photo credit: Doe’s and Diva’s Dairy

Split Creek Farm

In 1977, Evin Evans was gifted a single dairy goat as a companion animal for her horse. The goat was in milk, so Evin milked her, loved the taste, and bred the goat the following season. It was a small operation but a fire had been kindled and, in 1985, Evin began a goat dairy farm with three goats and a vision. To cover startup costs, Evin received a business loan in South Carolina. She became the first unmarried LGBT woman to get a loan from the state. Evin earned all the necessary certifications to become a Grade A dairy, giving her the right to sell not only cheese and other milk products but also goat milk.

Sadly, Evin passed away in 2014 and left her goat dairy farm to her partner, Patricia Bell. Patricia’s daughter, Jessica, currently runs the farm. She heads the milking, making goat cheese, selling, media, and even operates a shop on the property grounds. Jessica is proactive when it comes to goat education. She regularly offers tours of her farm to teach interested parties about raising goats for milk and to help secure extra income.

“It’s not easy,” Jessica told me. “We had to take out loans. A pasteurizing vat is thousands of dollars, and it takes a while to see a return.”

Today, Split Creek has quite the following. One of the few dairies that can sell raw goat milk, they also sell fresh cheese, specializing in chèvre, feta, and fromage. Jessica believes that the product speaks for itself. She recommends starting with good milk then creating the absolute best product possible. In addition to consistently winning gold medals in food competitions, last year they won a Good Food Awards for their feta marinated in olive oil, which can be found for sale on their website splitcreek.com.

“If you consistently produce high-quality product,” Jessica advises, “the following will come.”

Photo credit: Doe’s and Diva’s Dairy

Harley Farms

This next goat dairy farm is Harley Farms, located in two miles inland in California. The owner, Dee, lived on an old derelict cow dairy that was lifeless at the time. 27 years ago, a goat-owning neighbor came to buy some dried tomatoes for cheesemaking purposes and loved the property. She suggested that Dee buy goats from her, milk them, and sell the milk back to her. It was a simple beginning with six American Alpines, but now she has over 200 and a family of employees who have grown with the farm over the last 20 years.

Dee had minimal knowledge other than working on farms, and over the years she learned how to run a dairy. She fixed fences and the barn, bred the goats, and bought the milking equipment. She began by selling in farmer’s markets then started talking to wholesalers. Once the farm became a little more attractive, they also opened a shop on the property.

Now she sells 95 percent of the cheese, truffles, oils, lotions, and other products from the farm and has four wholesalers within 20 miles of her. She organizes tours, farm-style dinners, and weddings. Dee attributes her farm staying small to multiple streams of income. She’s won national acclaim for her products as well as state recognition.

Dee warns that there are definite ups and downs. It is a way of life, and it is hard even when starting and staying small. “Seventy-five percent of it is running a business; you have to be prepared to be a business person. Compliance is crippling.”

Although not often considered, operating a dairy can be very political. The biggest hurdle is becoming a strong business owner and dealing with finances, inspection, and sales. If needed, Dee says, potential dairies should hire business people. It is essential.

Dee looks at the practical side of a goat dairy farm. “You are going to have to get a loan, your goat is going to die, your feed is going to go bad, and your cheese is going to be ruined.” She says you must absolutely love your cause and learn from the experiences, because this way of life, although beautiful, is also challenging.

Creamcup Mini’s

As if starting a dairy was not hard enough, it is nearly impossible in states like Nevada. I interviewed Paula Terrell of Creamcup Mini’s, who explained that, to even “think about becoming a dairy,” a County Dairy Commission must approve it. If the county doesn’t have one, it won’t be possible to open a dairy. It is also illegal to sell milk across county lines. However, that doesn’t mean that someone looking to have a goat dairy farm has to give up or move to another state. In Nevada, owners can sell milk for animal consumption. There is also a market for personal dairy animals, so another route would be selling milk goats to people and teaching them about the animals so they can provide milk for themselves.

Regardless of the state you reside in, it is key to become familiar with the laws concerning dairies and milk consumption. One mishap can cause anything from a lawsuit to a loss of your existing dairy. The U.S. government is serious about their milking laws.

In short, the best advice I keep hearing is: Talk to all the right people. This includes existing dairies, inspectors, and financial and business advisers. Learn everything you can. Understand you’ll have to take out a loan, because goats and equipment is expensive. Find ways to sell, market, and champion for your product. Work hard. And finally, I’ve noticed successful dairies are always searching for added income, such as personal shops, weddings, tours, dinners, education days, and other agrotourism ideas, and a wide variety of product.

Remember: It’s not easy, but it’s absolutely worth it.

Photo credit: Doe’s and Diva’s Dairy

Originally published in the July/August 2018 issue of Goat Journal and regularly vetted for accuracy.

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