When I’ve finally had the time and inclination to be outside taking pictures this week, Mother Nature isn’t cooperating.

While I always prefer being outdoors taking pictures with natural backgrounds, I figured now was as good a time as any to learn something new; taking indoor glamour shots. You know, the ones where the subject looks like it’s sitting in a studio with professional equipment?

Guess what? It’s easy to do right at home. I still can’t believe I took this picture:

Don says the smell of Stargazer lilies reminds him of Bengay, but they evoke a sense of grandeur and opulence for me. One whiff and I’m at the Waldorf Astoria. I love, love, love Stargazer lilies, so I wanted the focus of my pictures solely on the flower, not our kitchen in the background.

Here’s how:

1. Move a table so that it butts right up against a window. You’ll be using only natural light here, no artificial light at all.

2. Tape tissue paper to the window. This allows natural light to wash in, but blocks the direct, harsh light.

3. Tape aluminum foil to the table. Be sure to smooth it all out.

4. Place your glamour object (flowers or cupcakes would be my favorites) on the table and snap away!

Really easy, and really fun.

And honestly, who doesn’t want to feel like a professional photographer at least once in their life?

3/24 Update: Check out Flartus’s glamour over at Flartopia.

Confession time.

If you’re one of the minority out there who actually checks the Morning Bray Farm egg counter, you might have noticed a recent drop in the number of eggs that Emmy and Izzy have been laying.

Up until a couple of weeks ago, the girls were laying eggs for us like gangbusters. But so far in March? Only four eggs. And three of the four eggs didn’t have a shell, only a rubbery membrane.

While Emmy and Izzy otherwise seem fine, the sudden change was very worrisome. I scoured the Internet for possible reasons, but wasn’t able to find any good answers.

Earlier this week, I took a trip to the feed store to see if Junior; our local expert, had any ideas. When I explained that our girls had laid like crazy over the winter and had suddenly stopped, a puzzled look came over his face. “Your girls should just now be starting to lay. They shouldn’t have laid eggs over the winter,” Junior said. Uh-oh.

Our duck expert’s first question to me related to *light*. It was then I had to tell him (shamefully) that our ducks were kept in lighted conditions 24/7 the entire winter. “Yes, we keep heat lamps on in the barn when it’s cold – for both our goats and the ducks,” I said.

Junior explained to me the significance light has on egg production, and we figured that Emmy’s and Izzy’s sudden decline in laying coincided with when I stopped leaving the heat lamps on overnight a couple of weeks ago. Crap.

An increasing day length (January – June) brings sexually mature ducks into egg production and a decreasing day length (July – December) slows or stops their egg production. When I started leaving the heat lamps on, I increased day length for our girls and they ramped up their egg laying. When I stopped leaving the heat lamps on, I decreased their day length and they stopped laying eggs.  

If only we knew what we don’t know. Junior said it’ll be a little while before they start laying again. Uh-oh.

Bernard was our first donkey.

I wish I still had a copy of his Craigslist advert. If I knew then that donkeys would later become an obsession, I would’ve kept it. I do remember the listing said that his name was Little Guy and, “He’ll be your best friend.” 

Well. He is a cute little guy. I’m always telling him the cutest in the universe. He likes that.

Because I believed he deserved a distinguished name, we renamed him Bernard the day we brought him home. No need to constantly remind him of his short stature, right?

And, it’s not that I love Bernard any more than I love any of the other Boyz or Gracie, but he is my best donkey friend.

More than any of the others, Bernard always wants to be where I am. I like that.

I trust him completely, and I’m pretty sure he feels the same way about me.

I love just being with him, and he’s been getting more and more to the point where he can be with me quietly; without the need to have an article of clothing, a rake or a camera in his mouth.

Yes, just being with my best donkey friend. I ♥ Bernard.




When she came to Morning Bray Farm almost four years ago, Momma was completely feral.

Finally, last week… Momma took something from my hand for the first time.

How did I never notice that Momma’s and Baby Boy’s tongues are black?

What a monumental moment. I was quiet outside, but inside, I was screaming and jumping up and down.

Momma is so beautiful.

Finally… Momma!

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I’ve felt a serious need for some color these last few weeks…

…so I hope you don’t mind that I pulled out some oldies but goodies to share with you today.

I feel better now. Do you? ♥