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women farmers around the world

It is still novel to me to be a farmer, even after almost a decade of being one.

I participated in a survey last year in our county.  The numbers reported, of women being the chief operator of a farm, were staggering.   Women make many of the financial, crop and livestock decisions.

As I began researching the topic, what I learned about female farmers across the world swept away the original image that I had adopted.  The t-shirt with the slogan, Girls Drive Tractors Too, wasn’t so cute after all. 

Women across the world farm in a major effort to earn a living for their families.  In America, farming can be something enjoyable (but involves hard non-glamorous work), and often it is something we choose to do.  In many nations farming is done in an attempt to steer the family away from starvation.  Farming for the family is not all about slipping into the Levi jeans and operating the big green machine.  Female farmers do so to thrive.

I promise to remember the female farmers across the world that work from dawn to dusk in an attempt to feed, clothe and provide medical care for their families.  When I purchase shea butter that is supposed to come from Ghana, harvested by the women, I want to know you are being supported sufficiently for your hard work.  Poverty will never completely go away on our planet, but there does need to be some fairness.  Free trade needs to freely teach, sustain and support.  Human lives are human lives, regardless of where the head is laid down at night.

I decided to skip the regular Product Monday post.  I see a lot of soaps on the curing rack that I could spotlight, such as:  Honey Oatmeal Almond, Cedarwood Rose, Lavender Patchouli, and Geranium Rose Ylang Ylang.  I find it fitting, instead, to talk about what has been happening in the soap studio itself.

As you know, we are working on moving a farm.  Relocating a working farm, with animals, two businesses, a home, and pets, isn’t a simple chore.  We started this adventure while we still were still wearing shorts and t-shirts.  Illnesses (not ours), delays (weather and people that didn’t want to work), slowed us down a bit.  All is good…our target move date is (no later than) 3/13/2011.

We had a tremendous holiday season.  Many nights my beloved husband and I stood in the soap studio, laughing out of sheer tiredness, giddy, packaging soaps and lotions. 

Soon afterwards I saw a lot of empty, and nearly-empty, soap boxes.  Along with that came blazing thoughts, what felt like very little time to remake a single batch.  The key words here are “what felt like.”  After forging forward, I found the solid footing once again.  Making soap.  Behind closed doors.  Peace.  Tranquility.  Yes, from soap-making.  I said this once before, I always think about who is going to use the soap, what they will like, if they will enjoy it as much as I make it.  All of which are satisfying thoughts.

Our soap inventory is beginning to recover.  Yes! We are also making headway with our 2011 list of soaps…which to keep, and a few to discontinue (Sweet Pea type, Plumeria, and a few others).  Much to our happiness, 99% of our soaps are again geared towards natural – containing essential oils and blends that reflect the green and healthy business that we are.

Milk – nourishment from the inside out, or the outside in!

Missing Sunshine

We were in a hardware store today, being helped by a cheery associate.  I felt as if I would rather be home, sleeping, which is something I seldom do during the daytime hours.

As I thanked the employee for her assistance she said something about how much better we would all feel if the sun would shine.

It dawned on me – I was dragging along.  Tired of the overcast skies, the frequent snows, the fog, the slush.  The cold.  The damp.

I began to look around me.  Everyone looked rather under-the-rug. 

Doesn’t this dark season drag on?

If Mr. Groundhog reports 6 more weeks of winter next week, I’ll take it.  We’re on the better end of the calendar now…on our way back to feeling the warmth of sunshine.  Can you just smell the ground warming up now? No more winter doldrums!

farmer sunrise

Being tired appears to be a catalyst for reflection.

Recently my sister said, “I hope you can sleep in on Saturday.  Catch up on your rest.”  Sleep in? Not.  I am a farmer.  I have an internal alarm clock.  It goes off each and every day before daybreak.

If I sleep in, in theory only – because I cannot (will not?) do it, a couple of orphaned young goats receive late bottles, the goats do not get their hay, I milk the does late (which can set their internal clocks – actually hormones – into an irreversable mode of “okay, time to shut the milk down”).  I don’t get the milk filtered, frozen, or thawed.  I don’t get the soap and lotion made.   Not to mention the crazy cat – whom was also a bottle fed orphan – that now has to be fed (all in the same morning) canned food, then dry, then water…or else.  The day is rushed into a mode that I do not want to be in.  

Lately we have worked extra hours at the soon to-be new farm.  Being a small person in stature, I am lifting beyond the normal bales of hay.  Moving concrete blocks, helping to dig holes, hauling wood, you name it.  Then there is the frozen water bucket situation, oh yes, always a winter joy with farm animals.  I am tired.  We are tired.  We have help, but there are some things a couple simply does on their own.

We are happy.  Why? We GET to work each day.  We wake up and are granted one more day to serve the animals, make nurturing soaps and lotions, and are given the gift to work the small farm and our independant businesses.  

What more can a human ask for? Not much!

Morning is when the wick is lit.  A flame ignited, the day delighted with heat and light, we start the fight for something more than before. – Jeb Dickerson

 

goat milk soap with cocoa butter

We were not sure what to expect when we added cocoa butter to our goat milk soap formula.  When a soap-maker experiments with a formula, she/he knows they will produce a product that either passes or flops.  Flops aren’t so bad, a person just never does it again (in theory)!

We were looking for a hard, long-lasting bar of soap with the cocoa butter, but did not expect the wonderful lather and creaminess, nor the emollient qualities.  It definitely is not a flop!

For a limited time only we are offering Goat Milk Soap with Cocoa Butter, in Unscented and Sandalwood Lime.

The Sandalwood Lime is deliberately scented lightly.  We had a masculine scent in mind, but also wanted the soap to reflect mildness.  Women will like the scent as well as men. 

I have been using shampoo bars for many months now.  I often end up testing regular soap bars as shampoo, like I did this one.  Loved it!

Waiting for the bars to cure and harden is now a thing of the past, Annie’s Goat Milk Soap with Cocoa Butter was added to our online store today. 

Enjoy!

In A Hurry?

Who is going to win the race? Ready, set, go! Off to the finish line.  But, where is that finish line?

Can we not get there, or get it done, fast enough?

As we stop for necessary things during the race, don’t dare talk to a cashier for a few moments.  The unwritten rule is keep the line moving swiftly, no real conversation allowed.  A simple, “Thank you, have a good day,” suffices.  Ooops…scratch that.  Have a good day is now considered cold, not personal.  Better not say anything at all? Instead, turn to text messaging.  It isn’t so cold, so impersonal, and goodness…you can walk about and text all at the same time!

Drive the speed limit.  Not! Only if you want to be the target of obscenities and scowls, or worse.  Oh, why not, don’t you like that sort of abuse?

Time flies fast, perhaps because we are in such a hurry?

I was listening to a comedian a few days ago.  He said, paraphrasing, “When we pass on, standing in line to get through heaven’s gates, will we make it to the line, but be dismissed when we become impatient and snarl or cuss at those waiting in line in front of us?” I can see it now, “Move it, buster, I have things to do…I need to get through that gate.  If you cannot keep the line moving, then move over **** and let me in!”

Someone close to me used to say, “Patience is a virtue.”  Isn’t that statement worth a mint?

Today I commit to working harder at slowing down.  I will work towards patience, realizing that every moment of life is precious.  When you find me laying flat on life’s tracks, smashed by those that have passed me by in a flash…oh well, I’ll be taking a break.  Care to join me? Tea, coffee? Cream?

I pray that you never have to do it…but just in case you need help with a newborn kid that has been chilled – wet and very exposed to harsh winter temperatures, unresponsive (or nearly so), I am repeating a post that may help you:

Reviving A Chilled Newborn Goat Kid

Best wishes with your kidding season!

 rosemary goat milk lotion

Being a farmer, I am used to working outdoors, year-round.  This winter, with making preparations at the new farm, we are working outside a lot more than normal. 

Working outside in the cold and wind has left me looking like I am competing at a seaside lobster-fest, uncomfortable and a bit red in the face for January, especially after I forgot to stop and treat my face while working outdoors all day. 

One morning, my lips felt extra chapped before I headed out the door to feed the goats.  I eyed the bottle of goat milk lotion containing rosemary essential oil sitting next to the supplies I was taking out the door with me.  The rosemary lotion was something I made at one point but didn’t like as a skin lotion, too herbal (like something to be cooked).  As I headed out the door that morning, in a pinch, I decided to apply a drop of the lotion to my lips.  Surprise! It felt wonderful.  It was cooling and my lips felt better conditioned and really did feel more protected as I worked in the cold.

The next morning I deliberately applied the rosemary goat milk lotion to both my lips and my chin area.  A girl needs all of the protection she can get from the nasty outdoor elements.  It worked again.  Now the rosemary lotion application is a ritual before I head out the door.  Funny how the store-bought lip ointment no longer seems to do the trick.  Toss it too? Probably.  Just like I did the store-bought face cream.

Perhaps it is the aloe vera, or the jojoba, or the shea butter, or a combination of everything in the lotion formula that works.  I know the rosemary is doing a great job. 

The fun of discovery…the almost…not quite.  With it being personally helpful to the body.  I like it.

Since our Ocean Breeze goat milk soap is being discontinued, I want to point out that our Still Waters goat milk soap is a close follow up if you are looking for something similar.  It has a fresh clean scent, not overpowering, with a silky lather. 

Still Waters is a good soap to hi-lite this week since it is a year old, first introduced to our online soap store last January, with a theme in mind – calm after the holidays.   

I hope you are experiencing peace and calm this new year!

Goat Milk Soap

After nearly a year, we are putting our Ocean Breeze goat milk soap to rest.  It started out as a beautiful blue/green soap with white chips – representing the waves of the ocean, white sea foam, and white sand.  Even the change to the Ocean Breeze edition (pictured above) was pretty.  But we found the blend to be an incredibly difficult fragrance to work with.  The soap batches often seized, or at times did not “take” at all.  Goodbye Ocean Breeze, with your clean fresh scent, you will definitely be missed!

On the curing racks are goat milk soaps with cocoa butter.  We are going to call them For Limited Time Only, but who knows, we (and you) may love them so much we will keep them in production.  We shall see.  How about a Sandalwood Lime fragrance blend? I find the aroma to be light, warm, and soft.  Masculine, but not so much.

Enjoy your soap – we enjoy knowing you are happy!

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