Sunday, 8 December 2013

Soap and Cows

Dear Readers;

We love our life at Govindas Farm! We make soap...which makes the house smell divine. People constantly tell us that they can smell delicious scents coming from the house as soon as they get out of their cars. When we aren't making soap...we are selling soap. But the purpose for making and selling soap is so that we can save cows from slaughter and to take care of the lovely beasties that are already under our care.


We thought that we had a large supply of hay coming in but unfortunately the Buddhist Monks purchased Buffalo Park and inherited at least 30 animals...sooooo....along with their many cows and horses they need all of their hay. Now we will need to scramble to find and purchase hay. You see for the past two years we had access to a hay field and we baled our own hay but that land was sold so now we must go searching.

I also want to make sure that our herd have bales of haylage.I found this description on the Eurobale site.."Haylage is a semi wilted mildly fermented forage. The process involved, results in better bioavailability and utilisation of energy and protein as well as the respiratory benefits associated with feeding a forage with a negligible spore count."

What I know for sure is last year when Sachi was sick....haylage was a big part of her diet and she would get very excited when I brought a flake in to feed her. Oh....and you had to see how the entire herd would react as soon as I took the plastic wrap off of the round bale. They would all put their muzzles up into the air and inhale deeply. I could almost hear a sigh of contentment....so of course I would feed them each an armload as well. As we say...we are happy if our cows are happy.
Sachi is now happy and healthy.


Here are some pictures of our loaves or logs of Om-Made Soap. You can find us at http://www.om-made.com

Until next time.
Hare Krsna.
Lal





Sunday, 1 December 2013

Stone Cold Yogi

Dear Readers;

My husband, Gordon, bought me a Sony Cyber-Shot camera four years ago and I am having a blast using it for this blog. He does not like me taking pictures of him but grins and bares it anyways for the sake of the project.

There are all kinds of yogis out there....and even right here on our own beaches in beautiful PEI.
Himalayan Yogi

Yogi Bear;)

Yogi Gord doing japa meditation on Panting Beach


One of our daily rituals is to go on our japa meditation walk in the morning. Here are are few pics of what we see this time of year at Panting Beach.

Until next time.
Hare Krsna
Lal

Seagulls
Ice on the sandstones.

Wood Islands Ferry Terminal



Monday, 25 November 2013

Sunroom

Dear Readers;

Last year our garden bombed...big time. Perhaps it was due to the super cold spring...our daughters wedding in May....or our attention was more on the house renovation and not getting those seedlings out early enough.

 Although....to be honest with myself and I know that this is super vain......I don't like being out in the sun....it causes wrinkles! I have never roasted my body on the beach and I tend to run from building to building and walk on the shady side of the street. I never put sunblock on because I don't like chemicals on my skin....so the problem is ....although I love fresh veggies....and getting dirty in the garden.....I only feel alright in the garden on miserably cloudy days. Good for me...bad for the plants.

 Fortunately after watching Jon Jondais Ted Talks video....I have found a solution to my problem. In the video Jon said that he only works in his garden at six o'clock in the morning and only for fifteen minutes...every morning.....and grows enough vegetables for his family of six...with...enough veggies to sell!!! AHA! That made the most sense to me. Why didn't I think about that myself?

 Since that realization some months back my world has changed dramatically...just due to that small adjustment. Plants have now become my friends!

 Here at the farm we are building our sun room so that we can get those trays of seedlings growing early next spring.

Until next time.
Hare Krsna,
Lal
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