Earthing. Ever heard of that one? It's the art, act, even science, of getting connected to the earth. Simple enough, right? Unless it's the longest.winter.ever.
So, the pinciple behind Earthing is getting connected with soil, the earth, and getting grounded. Quite literally, grounded, electrically. Got it? It's woo. Some may call it snake oil, still others will call it alternative healing, I call it woo. It's ok if you roll your eyes, I like woo. When you're over 6 months deep into a brutal winter, woo is all you've got.
On Saturday, after Dane's baseball game, I realized it was nearing 50 degrees. It was time to set fork to soil. Hands to dirt. Finally. Earthing. Woo.
I always have "help" outside and sitting in dirt was an invitation for everyone to join in. Here's our newest calf trying to make friends with our newest goat.
Which is good, I suppose, that they're making friends. We originially had two goats, but I lost one. *sad* So this guy is without a buddy. Market animals go through so much, I should have known better, but I bought from the auction house anyway. Scours hit and I couldn't get him back, feeding 6 ounces of electrolytes every 4 hours for 48 hours and I still couldn't save him. sigh....
Baby calf is a nice temporary day friend, but I'll likely have to get a more permanent chum for him before he moves out to our family dealership. Brian's been drinking my kool-aid and doesn't want to mow the back yard out there. Goats are his solution. Smart man. Good Kool-aid.