Raw Milk

In the evening, just before the pigs dinner I let them out into the field for a run and a grass munch. There is not a lot of grass yet so there is still a danger of them rooting. So their grass break is not very long. But they eat the whole time.Pigs! Then they are called in for their dinner washing it down with a drink of raw milk.

Are you pregnant Poppy? (there has been no sign of her coming back into heat but you know I won’t believe it until I see the udder). See how she is losing hair on her back? It may just be seasonal shedding but today I am going to rub all the pigs all over with DE (Diatomaceous earth). If it is an external parasite that should clear it up.

I spent a lot of time yesterday afternoon with the small wire cutters trimming Tima’s nails. They are very tough and I find the wire cutters the best thing for the job.  It is important with the kunekune to handle their feet often so this job goes easily. Tima has terrible hooves.  They drink a little raw milk too. 

Naomi says hullo. She is seven days old today. She drinks a lot of raw milk.

Lady Astor washing her baby. She provides us with the raw milk made with good clean green grass.

When I am working with the cows and calves Boo has to stay outside the gate.

Boo hates to be out of the action especially when Naomi pulls faces and laughs at him. (Boo and Ton get raw milk for breakfast too)

And now I have raw milk in the fridge and soon it will be in my coffee. This is from yesterday’s milking – so you can see the thick cream. It takes a good 12 hours to separate up.

Today, I will skim that cream  out-  later  today I will start a yoghurt with the milk and by tomorrow afternoon I will make raw cultured butter and by the weekend I will be making a fresh rosemary and chilli cheese.  (Yes, I have rosemary and chillis growing in the glasshouse). I love the fresh cheese. Oh the joy of it.  This lovely life. I will make more muesli today too, that is the best with cream!

And on Friday we drink White Russians!

I drink the milk raw of course. This is grass fed raw milk. The best of the best. I cannot stomach pasteurised milk but raw – I can drink as much as I like.(Raw milk is not for everyone of course and that is fine,  I am not trying to start an argument, people get so heated (joke) over the raw milk discussion but for me it is a simple and powerful medicine.) I don’t sell it, I milk my cow for myself, my husband and my animals. But once I am back with raw milk in my diet all my aches and pains disappear. The soles of my feet no longer throb, the broken cracked skin on my hands clears up, my joints ease  (and I am not old – just old injuries). My hay-fever goes away. My tiredness lifts. It is my magic! That and the summer of course, this beach girl LOVES the sun. I am a lucky girl.

Here is an interesting article I read the other day looking at the links between raw milk and alleviating arthritis.  And if you can find raw milk it is a case of Know your Farmer. Only ever buy from the source, at the farm and inspect her set up first. Milk is a live food, it must be handled correctly. And also ask what the cows are eating – good green pasture is king!

Have a lovely day.

Your friend on the farm

celi