Today didn't start out all that great for me. Sure, it's Monday, and I really don't do Mondays as a rule. Historically I've always preferred my "weekend" to be Sunday/Monday, that way I was always able to bypass any sense of responsibility to the dreaded Monday of each week. I had always booked my Mondays to be "my" day, to do with whatever I wished. Several years ago though, I decided to push my boundaries in several ways, including writing this blog. I chose Monday as my publish day on purpose, so that I am literally forced out of my shell where I prefer to hide. In my daily practice towards balance and healing, this personal "kick my own @$$" approach has really worked well for me. Where I used to spend my Mondays basically non-functioning, I now have absolute motivation to get up and work on this blog. So why would I decide to publish on Mondays? To punish myself? Actually no. I chose Mondays as a way to help me break free from a cycle - one that truly was not serving me. Now when I wake on Mondays, I am likely still grouchy, however I have focus from the moment I wake up, to be able to work on this task. To me that speaks progress! Challenging myself is essential for my growth. If it is difficult, than likely the greater the learning and growth opportunities will come out of it. So here I am, writing on another Monday. 😁
I am excited to announce some brand new program offerings. Wellness in the Workplace is a brand new initiative where we can help support mental health in the workplace. A few packages are available for your consideration. This past Friday I had the immense pleasure of taking a dozen of my goats to Quemby Electric in Bracebridge, ON to be part of their Staff Appreciation party. The staff and their families were able to snuggle with the goats, feed them some yummy leaves, and attempt to grab a great goat selfie. Other than a mystery of missing containment pen pins, and a last minute emergency run to the hardware store for a quick solution, the entire event went off without a glitch. The sun was even nice enough to come out for the occasion which was lovely as it had been hailing shortly before our arrival. I want to personally thank Mark from Quemby Electric and his lovely family for having us out for your staff, and to his staff and their families for showing us such a great afternoon. If you're interested in hearing more about how we can help support mental health in your workplace, contact me for more details. More information on these programs will be posted soon.
Have you booked your private Cuddle Puddle yet? If you haven't, what are you waiting for? The goats have been cuddling up a storm and loving all the extra attention through the busy fall season. I have been so blessed to witness some of the most magical connections, transformations and openings of hearts in the past few weeks. A new trend has begun which fills me with great excitement. For years I have loved the quiet moments when I can lie quietly with the herd in meditation. There is a peace and calm I feel, unlike anything else when I am in their space. I find the sounds and rhythms of the herd chewing their cud so soothing. I guess this spending time with the goats really is contagious as others are now starting to join me in laying down with the herd. It started with my volunteers, but now even our guests are starting to get right down into the herd for a deep, personal connection. The magical calm you will feel in that moment goes beyond just feeling great. When goats sleep and begin to ruminate, their heart rate slows, as does their breathing, and our bodies will begin to naturally sync into heart resonance with the herd, bringing an immediate feeling of calm. This is something that most people will experience when they visit with the herd. As the weather gets colder and the days shorter, most of our programs turn indoors and this allows for even greater chances of close snuggles. Don't worry about the cold! It is quite toasty warm when nestled into or buried under the herd. Goats have a much higher body temperature than we do which I find make them even more cuddly in the winter. Come and try a Cuddle Puddle today. You won't be disappointed! Our lovely volunteer J'aime recently created a video showing How to Cuddle Puddle, complete with some helpful tipson our Instagram account. Be sure to check it out: https://www.instagram.com/tv/CGiAM50pMpY/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link
Now for some sad news coming from the farm. Last week we began to catch sight of a fox hanging around - a lot. Sightings became more and more regular but for the most part the fox just seemed to go about his business. That is until Friday night. At bedtime, it was noticed that Peckahontas was missing and not anywhere to be found in the barn. A closer search the next morning determined she was in fact gone and hadn't just gone to roost for the night. That same morning, Bailey actually caught the very same fox inside our barn enclosure, and we knew for certain we now have a problem fox on our hands. No one around here likes to have to deal with an issue like this, but the security of our herd is paramount, and that includes the chickens as they all live under the same roof. We can't risk a fox being around, especially this seemingly too friendly, out in the daytime fox that sends alarm bells of rabies caution through me. I have reached out to a few people to assist in a few different ways in the hopes that an easy solution is found quickly. This is the first predator issue we have had to deal with in a couple of years. The last time we had an issues was a fox as well, and that didn't end well for the fox. In that case though, that fox was clearly sick and suffering so I had no problem doing the right thing and putting it down. This time around, this fox appears young, healthy and quite smart. It seems unafraid of us, even after we've taken a few unsuccessful shots at it which makes me very cautious. Foxes are opportunistic creatures and this one has already learned our chickens are tasty. Sadly this beautiful creature who is just doing what foxes do, has come into my world and is creating trouble. This is one aspect of farming that is not often talked about but it is a reality for livestock farmers. As we do not have a livestock guard dog here anymore, the herd is more vulnerable to predators of all kinds. I appreciate the reminder, but the lesson was heartbreaking. RIP dear Peckahontas. You taught me a lot about chickens and how to earn their trust. Your pecks were mighty direct, but in the end you taught me that my perseverance with establishing a heart connection is worth the time and patience every time. You taught me I COULD connect with a chicken, when I was convinced I COULDN'T, and now I have beautiful relationships with many of my hens. Thank you for your beautiful eggs, and the short time we shared together. No one here will ever forget you dear Pecky ❤
Now to end with some exciting news. Well, at least I find it to be exciting news. Yesterday I took a long road trip with Fred to go and collect a long lost friend from storage at my parents place. This truck has been adored by me since I first laid eyes on it so many years ago. As I had no place to store her for the last several years, she has been parked and stored in my parents barn collecting dust. After a long separation we are finally reunited! Please meet my pretty 1956 Fargo. I received this truck from my dear ol' Pappy quite a few years ago and I am determined that he will see me driving it again. She is all original and only has 66k miles on it. Would you believe this old gal was once a firetruck? Sadly she looks a bit rough at the moment but with a wee bit of body work and some new paint she will be back to her former glory. Expect to see this beauty driving around the roads of Muskoka next year! Don't be alarmed if you see a goat or two in the front seat with me. We're just headed to town for an ice cream cone.
Until next week, with much love and gratitude ~ Angee
Sending the warmest of Thanksgiving Blessings to you all from everyone here at the farm ❤ This year I am even more thankful than in previous years, as 2020 has been a massive eye opener on many levels. The glaring deficiencies in our society are now very apparent, however we as a country are now also becoming divided on so many issues. It is shocking how our world has transformed this year, and how when we need our neighbours and communities the most, it seems fear will keep all us separated. I hope this a temporary reality. At the early part of the year during the lockdown, I used that time to clearly reevaluate what was the most important to me and how I wanted to move forward. I am so grateful for that time, as hard as it was, as I set clear intentions for the year ahead. I shifted my focus to be more mindful and to use my business to reach and help as many as we could. I am so glad that I did! This year has made me more thankful and passionate about the simple things in life. I am so thankful for my family, friends and community. I am very thankful for my life and where I live. I am so thankful for my amazing herd and all the healing they bring to me, my family and each and every one of our visitors. I am so thankful to our beautiful planet, the life she provides, and the sun that shines down on us all. We may live in scary and uncertain times, but we all have things to be thankful for. I hope that you each have a wonderful day full of love, smiles and laughter ❤
I think I am long overdue in giving a farm update. It has been a very busy few weeks with more and more families coming through all the time. The herd is actually starting to get even friendlier, if you can imagine! I think the flow from our old work to the new rhythm is finally settling in. When demand is super high, like on recent weekends, we are able to allow 5 groups through a day. Each group that comes, brings out new magic and connections. The herd as a whole is in good health and my team of volunteers continue to work hard to ensure all their needs are met. Lots of hands on learning continues to happen here with hoof trimming, deworming and other routine tasks. As the colder weather comes in, keeping winter coats growing healthy and thick is important. We have a few goats in our herd with skin and coat issues so this time of year it is essential to stay on top of it otherwise they can struggle all winter. The herd is eating and bulking up in winter weight, and it is also the time of year for goats to begin to rut. Like deer and moose, goats have a seasonal breeding season and if they had their way, it would be now! Unfortunately for my herd, they live in Muskoka where winters are very long and harsh. For this reason we do not actually begin breeding here until January. That way I can ensure kids are born in the warmer months and we don't have to bring in the use of heat lamps and other devices which increase the risk of fire. I would rather play it safe, and have babies born when it is easier for them to thrive. I have just begin my breeding plans for 2021 and as usual we should have new babies on the ground from May to August. I know for certain I want to have enough milk to begin producing goat's milk soap again, so I know I need to breed accordingly. This will mean more babies to love and cuddle next year though, and who doesn't love that? Stay tuned for those details soon!
Now that autumn is in full swing, that means the farm slowly turns towards winter preparations. The farm equipment used to make hay is being put away for the year. The yard gets tidied and outside furniture put away. I am also slowly putting my garden to bed. I say slowly as it continues to grow zucchini like mad even with the frosty mornings. I am not looking forward to snow coming, but I know it will be here in a matter of weeks. Once the snow is on the ground, our programs move into the cozy barn. Goats are not fans of precipitation of any kind, and wouldn't dare to tread in more than an inch of snow. This means during the cold months, our guests get to relax with the goats in their main living pen. Cozy with fresh straw bedding, many guests find themselves laying amongst the goats and falling asleep to the sounds of the herd chewing their cud. Sound strange to you? Don't knock it until you try it! My herd are super willing to let you use their soft tummies as a pillow, while you gain a deep understanding of the term "Cuddle Puddle" , and also why we are so addicted to doing it here. If you've been looking for a new experience, here it is!
Until the snow is here though, we will continue to operate our outdoor programming for as long as possible. We have recently made a change to our insurance providers which I am hoping will allow us to continue to open more and more doors moving forward with our programs here. 2020 has proven to me that the work the herd and I do is not only needed, but also deeply appreciated. I wish to personally thank every single person who has taken the time to come out to see the herd this year. You've all helped us to stay afloat, but also continue to inspire us to keep going. With all of your continued support, my dream continues to grow.
From the bottom of our hearts, the herd and I thank you ❤ ~ Angee
Welcome to the month of October! We are in the midst of the fall colour display here in Muskoka, and this year Mother Nature has given us a STUNNING show of her true beauty. No matter where I look currently, I am dazzled and inspired. The temperatures are staying colder and we have had several heavy frosts recently. No doubt that winter is not far now. I watch for signs and confirmations each year and one very telling sign to me that winter is not far off is a sudden increase in hay consumption by the herd. Generally simultaneous with this increase in hay demand, the telltale bushy cheeks start to pop out on the adorable faces in the herd. More fuel must be burned in order to grow a bushy, warm winter coat. I take advantage of the freedom to graze the herd as much as I can at this time of year to compensate. Once the snow comes, the goats have no interest in exploring outdoors until spring.
Another busy week has passed on the farm with many lovely families coming to visit with the herd. Each day I am filled with pride for the loving way my herd greets each group. The herd always brings out whatever energy our visitors need most. If they need quite cuddles, or playful entertainment, the herd is always in tune and ready to provide. I am able to admit that I am whole-heartedly addicted to my job. Each face the herd and I meet leaves with an incredible smile upon their face and such gratitude in their hearts. This is the best job I can ever imagine doing, with nothing but positive outcomes all around. The word GRATEFUL just doesn't cut it. Instead I up my game and move to the realm of GRATEFULNESS. Here is a quote I adore that really resonates with me;
"Positive thinking says the glass is half-full. Dour thinking says it is half-empty. Gratitude helps us to better enjoy whatever is in the glass. But gratefulness can help us focus more intently on the radical fact of having a glass at all, making the most of the glass we have, and on ensuring that those around us have a glass as well." ~ Kristi Nelson
I bring this up because I am working my way through a personal struggle right now, and am holding to my reminders. Staying positive, remaining focused on all the good in my life, practicing gratefulness, showing appreciation and practicing diligent self-love will get me through this challenging time.
One thing that I have learned in life, is that you can't become too complacent. Don't assume that one day to the next, things won't change. I get so focused on my work and doing so many different things that I always seem to forget to take care of myself. The universe determined to send me a message a few days ago that was too loud for me to ignore - I'm listening now, INTENTLY. I guess I have allowed myself to get run down. Mentally, emotionally and physically I am exhausted from the effects of 2020. I haven't been taking as good of care of myself as I know I should be. I am losing weight again and have some health concerns but overall I have convinced myself that "I'm fine" and have been ignoring the subtle signs of weakening. So what happened was that I received a phone call that under normal circumstances would not have fazed me. This time however, it had an effect I was completely unprepared for, proving my weakened state. An abuser from my childhood suddenly and without warning came crashing back into my existence. How dare this person ask about me at all? Haven't you already done enough harm? My life was thrown into a mini tailspin over the weekend, but I am settled and solid on the ground once again. That's twice in two weeks that tyrants from my past have tried to knock me down. You've both failed. I just want you to know that. I am a phoenix! I have powerful aides and guides to steady me.
I won't direct any energy towards being focused on the past, but instead continue to move forward. This was a powerful reminder to me though and once again I am grateful for the lesson. LOVE Hold love in your heart and be patient until you find your way back to yourself. Sure, I could chose to send hate and hurtful energy towards those who choose to persecute me, but what would that solve for me? Holding onto anger and hate will only prove to diminish me, and will do absolutely nothing to them. I fully believe in the power of karma. I don't have to react in a way that lessens my vibration. To do so only harms myself. I choose instead to patiently hold onto love until I heal again. I know some of you will judge me. We all get judged, it's nothing new. Your judgement has no effect on me unless I allow it to. Your judgement doesn't make it factual, free from assumption or guilt. The difference between you and me, is that I'm not hung up on the past, but have risen above it as a powerful warrior of love, sharing a beautiful message. You however, are clearly being haunted by your past choices. Is that why you reached out? Did you do something to me that haunts you to this day? I've felt that, I was haunted for years. I wonder how different your version looks that plays through your head. Bet it's hard to watch now. Does it keep you up at night? It used to keep me up at night too. None of that matters to me anymore. No more flashbacks, haunting memories, no more terror filled dreams. My wounds have healed and my body is stronger than ever before. Did you know I found the positive in this between us as well? Yes, and I want to thank you for teaching me how to become who I am today. A few of you have had a big part in molding and shaping me, but the one thing none of you could ever do was to teach me about love. Well I now live a life so full of love that some days I don't even think my life is real. I am surrounded by unconditional love and acceptance and have no need to dwell in the past. My herd empowers and inspires me to continue to do this work, as do the many beautiful smiles I get to see every day. My path and choices led me here. Where did yours lead you I wonder? (I don't really wonder, nor think about you at all, just so you know)
In order to continue moving forward, I occasionally look at where I came from and see just how far I've come. In the years since I chose to live a life filled with love, compassion and kindness, the blessings continue to pour in. I have a wonderful family consisting of both blood and non blood relations that is my true tribe. I have a wonderful and loving herd at my back, eager to work with me each day. I live in the most beautiful place in the world, have a great roof over my head, food in fridge and love in my heart. Honestly, what more could I possibly need in my life? If for some reason you think I'm not happy, you might want to think again. I have everything I could ever need. 💗 ~ Angee
I think I'm starting to sound like a broken record, but honestly, where does the time go? I can't believe once again another week has passed, and like so many this year - a total blur. I have had my fair share of obstacles this past week, and for that reason I feel this post may "feel" different. It is no secret to anyone who knows me that my childhood was less than ideal. My family definitely faced hardships and challenges that many others didn't, but that is OK. Through it all, we ALL survived and have come out the other side of those trying times. Moving forwards in our lives, we've EACH had individual choices to make about how to move forward and live our lives. We've all made different choices and are all now living very different lives from the years growing up together. The choices we each made are the ones we need to live with. Although my childhood lessons were hard and left some deep scars, I try to move forward each day instead of dwelling on the past and what might or could have been. You can't change the past, and quite honestly, I've spent enough time there already! One of the hardest things I had to learn to do was to set boundaries in my life and personal relationships. (...this is still an ongoing battle - who am I kidding?) Setting boundaries can be difficult as it will cause a shift or change in the relationship. Not all relationships will survive the setting of boundaries I've learned, but for the sake of self preservation it is essential. So, I am the BLACK SHEEP of my family! This fact used to really bother me, but it hasn't for a very long time. The choice I made was not an easy one. I chose to walk away from all of the toxic, negativity and abuse, but that also meant walking away from my family. It's been quiet for years and I have become settled and very happy in my life. This past week a ghost from my past tried to enter back into my life to try to derail me. This person was once a huge influence in my life. After 5 years of no contact, suddenly a message on social media, attacking me, my integrity, my choices - just lashing out in general - how quaint🤨🤭 With as vulnerable and emotional as I've been recently, this really did knock me off balance for a few days. Then I remembered all that my childhood taught me;
I am a survivor!
I am resilient!
I am strong and courageous!
I am kind, compassionate, honest and authentic!
I am enough!
I am LOVE!
I remembered that no one can take your power without your consent. Guess what....sure you may have caused a little sting (shows me I'm still human) Guess what else? I'm still standing and your attempt failed. Hindsight continues to show me that I made the right choice years ago. I think this year is giving all of us a wonderful opportunity to reevaluate what is important in our lives. To check in with ourselves, and to make sure our hearts are in alignment with the lives we want, and choose to live.
Happily moving on from all that, what a week it's been at the farm! Guess what we spent several days doing? Bet you didn't guess making more hay! LOL So far our grand total of small square bales made is 1358. The weather forecast shows me that hay making days are now done for the year and that actually makes me sad! I find it crazy, but I really do enjoy making hay! It is a job with a purpose that is easy to understand. There are steps and stages and the progress is trackable, making it feel like each hour is a huge accomplishment. Sure it is itchy, dusty, hot and heavy work, but the reward is a happy, healthy fed herd for the winter ahead. To me, that translates to: I can sleep easy knowing the hay is in. This past week we hustled in the fields with Emma, Laura and Ben, with my business advisor J'aime also coming out to pitch in and see what all the fuss was about. If you didn't catch the video she made, please check it out on our Instagram account. J'aime was such a trooper and proved to herself that she is a lot stronger than she thought! I also don't think she minded getting dirty too badly either. Don't worry J'aime, there's more hay to be made again next year!
The beauty of the fall colours is dazzling this year! I marvel and the changes scene each day. With the cooler mornings, the fog is quite heavy here off the lake. It gives the feeling that the farm is contained in snow globe until the sun warms the day enough for it to dissipate. It also seems that summer hadn't left after all but just took a temporary hiatus. At least she returned giving us the best hay making weather of the entire season! I had thought that the heavy frost we've had here recently had ensured the end of my garden for the season. Oddly though, the squash are reblooming and sprouting once more, with new babies growing more amazing bounty! For my very first vegetable garden this year I'd say it was a massive success! We've enjoyed tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, green and yellow zucchini, acorn and butternut squash, as well as an abundance of swiss chard and kale all summer long. I am excited to expand the garden next season to include the old dormant Woodfield garden across the road. I learned just how amazing goat manure really is this year and plan to haul a lot of it over to the new garden beds in preparation for next year. Having a large garden here will mean another way you can get involved as a volunteer. Do you have gardening skills, or are interested in learning alongside us as we start the planning process? A year ago I swore I had black thumbs and couldn't grow a garden to save myself. I am so glad I was so wrong. Not only did I grow a lot, but I also learned just how therapeutic spending time with my garden was. I spent hours lost amongst the plants, talking to them, picking out the bugs and weeds, and admiring all that grew there. I am so grateful that I took a chance and challenged myself to do it. What a wonderful way to recharge, destress, BREATHE, and embrace the magic of life and nature. Haven't grown a garden yet? I highly recommend it ❤
I promised myself that I'd get away this past weekend to take some more time for myself. Relaxation and some extra sleep were on the agenda, with a side of hiking and kayaking. Sounded like exactly what I needed. Why is it always so much work to get away? I laughed out loud at my own To-Do-List on Friday while also trying to pack and tie up loose ends. I think this is part of the reason I avoid going anywhere, as it actually IS a lot of work to leave behind, and catching up isn't always easy either. Fred and I packed up the truck and kayaks and headed north to his families cabin on the Vermillion river. I won't get into the details of what turned out to be a less than relaxing weekend. If I am to blame the lack of relaxation on anything, I will blame the black flies for sure! September 2020, in northern Ontario, there are swarms of hungry black flies! I don't know who they think they are, but everyone knows that autumn is enjoyable because there are NO FLIES! We fed, fought and contended with black flies all weekend long. I'm a little chewed up but none the worse for wear. The best part of the entire weekend away has to be one of the best wildlife encounters I've ever experienced. While sitting on the riverbank enjoying morning coffee on Sunday morning, a pair of wolves popped their heads out on the other side of the river. Both Fred and I got a good look at them both before they disappeared, and we continued to chat and marvel at how lucky we were to see them. A few minutes later father downstream, the wolves popped out of the woods again and followed the riverbank. This time we could see there were actually six wolves! There were 3 adults and 3 pups. The alpha came out of the woods and sat on the edge of the bank watching Fred and I while his family continued to move along the bank. That big guy sat watching us for what felt like quite a few minutes before finally getting up and moving on. Later in the day when we headed out in the kayaks I paddled over to the place where the alpha male sat watching us. I took a photo of his paw print as I didn't have my phone on me during the encounter. I feel like I was given a magical gift to be able to witness a wolf pack in nature. I recently learned that the wolf is my spirit animal and this encounter makes it even more special. After a rough week, it was a great reassurance to receive the wisdom of the wolf this past weekend. I was actually blessed with quite a few wildlife encounters on Sunday which included a red fox running within 5 feet of me. Startled by Fred on the other side of the cabin, the little fox didn't know I was sitting there until it was practically upon me. Gave us both quite a fright! I am always so happy when I see wildlife that is healthy and thriving, as these all were in the north. Truly a gift!
Well dear friends, that's all for this week as I need to get back to the herd and all the things I left undone in order to get away. I'll return next week with some updates and information about the upcoming workshops I'll be launching.
Until next week, please be kind to one another. Love is so much easier than hate! ~ Angee
Mood. That's how I best describe this past week. Something about the times keeps me feeling like I can't ever fully relax or let my guard down. Shifts are occurring everywhere. In nature, in communities, countries and individuals themselves are shifting. Lines are being drawn, old belief systems are being tested. The world at times appears in chaos. For me this year, a common resonating theme is that you can't become complacent in life. You need to be ready for anything, and to grow you have to learn to adapt. I keep telling myself "Change the plan, not the goal!" This year has thrown more challenges at each and every one of us than we could ever have been prepared for. Hopefully everyone is finding ways to find balance, solace and comfort in your own daily lives. Self care is especially important when we are facing challenging times. If we aren't able to look after ourselves, how can we expect to be at our best, or be there for others? I try to tell myself this often as I work out my own issues with lack of self love. If I stay focused on what speaks to my heart, I tend to come out on the right side of things. If I remain open, I am always in awe of the messages and support that come. This past week I have been visited by a Great Blue Heron multiple times - and in some rather odd and unusual places, like up in the trees. I have grown to believe that there are no coincidences in life, and that everything happens for a very specific reason. When I have an unusual encounter with nature, I pay attention, as I believe in the innate wisdom in all things. Like with my daily Blue Heron visitor for example, I spend time contemplating the wisdom they share. The Heron as a spirit guide reminds us to stand for what we believe in, and to follow your heart no matter what disapproval or judgement that may come your way. I am grateful for the reminders to stay grounded, balanced and to always stand tall and proud, especially if I'm in uncomfortable surroundings. That sure sounds like 2020!
Do you ever become stuck? Like either in life, or even in your head? Thought patterns and processes can become ingrained patterns and cycles that become hard to break free from. Through the FEEL Approach, I have learned that in order to shift the mood, you often need to shift the energy state you're in. By "shifting", I mean to change the element or environment, and by doing so I allow myself the opportunity for a new perspective or approach. For example, if I am depressed and feeling lost, I take a few moments to do a Heart Breath and I am able to refocus and find ways to move forward - even baby steps are forward movement. If I am feeling overwhelmed, I will go outside and put my bare feet directly on the ground for a few minutes (even in the snow). Walking barefoot connects me to my body almost instantly. The thoughts that were clouding my head moments before seem to disperse the moment I am able to ground myself. There are many things one can do to create an energetic shift in your day, or even in your life by adopting new practices. Making the choice is the first step. I recommend exploring as many ways as you can to find what works for you. We all need different things at different times too, so don't be afraid to mix it up. Sometimes I need music, but at other times I need silence. I try to find an outlet that fits the mood in the moment. I find the best experiences have come when I pushed myself outside my comfort zone and done something completely new. It's almost like the fear of the unknown allows me to capture a pure moment where I can really learn about myself. Turns out I'm a lot braver than I ever knew.
The herd is having to adapt to a shift in living situation this week. Thelma the donkey has a hoof issue requiring treatment, which means she is off pasture for the rest of the year. This means she is up at the goat barn and needs to try to learn how to make friends with the goats. Neither Thelma or the goats are happy with this change as it makes them feel vulnerable. No matter who (or what) you are, being vulnerable can be extremely difficult as it opens us up to potential outcomes that may be unpleasant including judgement or rejection. That is only one possible outcome though. Being vulnerable can also open you up to new possibilities, opportunities for growth or change, and most importantly to learn about yourself. I am currently facing some things in both my business and personal life that are causing this uncomfortable but necessary emotion. I am sure that many are feeling vulnerable these days as the stresses of 2020 really set in. My work with horses through the FEEL program taught me that only through experiencing moments of vulnerability can we truly learn about ourselves and grow. In the time since bringing the FEEL Approach into my life, I have experienced the biggest gains and continued to expand, all by learning to understand and embrace my emotions in new ways. As uncomfortable as some emotions can be, they are all essential and important, a built in survival guide to life. Our emotions are the vital link between mind/body/spirit that guide us daily. Personally I have found that as my emotional intelligence has grown, my life has gained more meaning and purpose, as I learn to live from my heart, and stay focused on being true to myself. With each hurdle I face down this year, I get smarter, stronger, more determined than ever. With a great deal of hard work and many 2020 challenges faced, I will be making an announcement about the availability of my upcoming workshop series soon. Sadly there is one more bump in the road to traverse first, but if all goes well, fall will be a very exciting time at the farm. Please send your positive energy and love for it all to work out ❤
In gratitude, appreciation and love,
P.S. Sorry for the shorter post this week, however with the beautiful weather of Indian Summer upon us it is time to make hay!
My morning did not start the way I was hoping for. I was warm and very cozy in my nest of heavy blankets, when I was awoken and brought suddenly into a very cold Monday morning. Checking in with my online weather source revealed a brisk 6C, and a thick "almost" frost on the ground. The smell in the air outside was reminiscent of early fall mornings, when I'd normally be packing up the show goats to head to a fall fair somewhere in the province. I really miss going to fairs, as they've been a part of my life since childhood, and then in recent years with my show string or education herd. The absence of these fairs is felt deeply in the farming community as the fairs a lot of farm families attend for competitions, actually earn a portion of the income used to sustain that family and farm annually. Many farm families depend on the exposure competing at fairs brings, especially if lucky enough to win a Championship. Awards, prize money, breeding deals and a lot of other business is done each year at these fairs. Autumn 2020 will not be the same without this fall fair tradition. Foley, Bracebridge, Huntsville, and the Rosseau Pumpkin Festival I will miss most of all this year. Good-bye summer, it was nice seeing for a short while. A friend recently visited me and she joked that summer packed her bags and never even said good-bye when she left. I think that was pretty bang on with how it feels these days. There is a lot of red on the trees and before long it will be the full splendor of the fall colours. I wouldn't mind if it stayed warmer awhile longer though. This is one of the shortest summers I can remember, considering the last snow fall we had here was the first week of June, and it is now only September. I pray that the snow does not come as early as the signs show this year.
My last farm update was a few weeks ago, and as I think back it is incredible how much has actually happened. Week after week, 2020 sure knows how to keep everyone on their toes! I don't know about you, but I always seem to feel like I am running to catch up these days, like I'm just a little behind pace so don't ever seem to stop. One of the biggest stressors has been trying to get our hay in this summer. We've had mixed results and limited success due to various factors. We did manage to get ALL of the equipment fixed and operational, but mother nature had other plans and has produced a very wet couple of weeks creating additional challenges. There is some good news though! We had a recent group of days with good weather and with the help of a group of willing(ish) and ready volunteers, we got some hay in. Thanks to Farmer Fred for operating the equipment, and to Daniel, Erik, Bailey, Shauna and her dear Dad Joe, we managed to put 735 small square bales in the barn in one night! That felt like a monumental success after all the trouble we have had getting started. Even though summer is pretty much over, I do still have some fields that we will cut if we get the chance. In case there is another hay shortage this winter, I don't want to leave what we have in the fields if we can help it. Indian Summer will be upon us soon and another chance to make more hay. There is no doubt that we have to purchase hay this winter to make it through, but the less we have to buy the better off we will be come spring!
Recently I made a post about the passing of a new addition to our herd, Parliament Hill Farms Simon. Due to circumstances and time, I was not able to post much about his last days. Simon very quickly became very popular here not just with our volunteers, but also with our guests. Simon was featured in many a goat selfie captured here during his short few months with us. I find it incredible how easily we can fall in love with an animal. When compared to people, these relationships are much simpler in that these animal friends do not judge us, nor do they want anything from us. Love that unconditional is a gift and needs to felt by everyone. I have learned a lot about life and love from animals. The way they respect each others differences, and deal with things in the moment as they come is truly something we can all learn from. Although Simon was not the only herd member we have recently said good-bye to, he has left a very large void in the barn for many on my team. When Bonnie passed, it was much different as we were anticipating it due to her advanced age and health. Simon was only 3 years old and otherwise seemed to be in perfect health. His passing has me extra hyper vigilant again, and has caused a lot of my volunteers to intensely watch all of the male goats pee with increased interest. The learning never ends in life and that is especially true if you choose to share it with animals. I am grateful for all of my animal teachers. Simon showed me he was very special shortly after arriving here, and my heart is sad that we don't get to continue on this journey together. He holds a very special place here at the farm for eternity now ❤
On a much happier and lighter note, did you know that we have recently added chickens to the farm? What started out as three has now grown to 15 laying hens! This is my first real foray into raising poultry and I am loving all the new things to learn about them. Our flock now consists of 2 Rhode Island Reds (Peckahontas and Henny Penny), a Plymouth Rock (Henrietta), 6 Bielefelders ( Attila the Hen, Bok Bok Choy, Helen, Lizzie, 2 remain unnamed), and 6 Black Copper Marans ( Eggelyn, Karhen, 4 remain unnamed). We've had a great deal of fun in throwing out chicken name suggestions in the barn with all of the volunteers. Although we still have 6 hens left to decide names on, the choice is far from easy! We have some pretty amazing imaginations on our team! Current names being considered include (but not limited to) Green Eggs and Hen, Darth Layer, Princess Layia, Dixie Chick, Cluck Norris, Layde Godiva, Kylo Hen, Henneth Paltrow and quite a few others. Who knew that naming chickens would be so much fun? Spending time socializing these new additions has been really neat as each breed is very different from the others. The Bielefelders are my favourite. They perch on us like birds of prey and act very primitive in the way they move around the yard - even hunting together! Those 6 are more like dinosaurs than the other chickens by far and super fascinating to observe. The Bielfelders and Black Copper Marans are impossible to tell apart, so we solved the issue by putting coloured zip ties on their left legs so we can differentiate them from each other and choose names. If you have some great chicken name suggestions please send them my way! Most of our hens are not laying yet as they are still very young, but this is the reason I decided to add chickens to the barn. It's hard to beat the farm fresh eggs we get from Henrietta, Peckahontas and Henny Penny each day! Can't wait for the variety in our eggs when the others start laying in a few months. Especially the chocolate coloured eggs of the black copper marans!
One of the personal goals I set for myself early this year was to bring in, allow and especially to learn to take time for myself - some self love. I haven't done so good with it yet, but I am definitely trying. Some days I am so busy juggling farm, business and family demands that the self love I give myself is to spend as many hours as I can outdoors. That has included moving my computer out to my deck anytime the weather allows, which is where I am currently writing from. The further I have delved into my shamanic studies, the less tolerant I have become of being indoors. I find myself needing the constant grounding effects of the sights, smells and sounds of nature. The wind in the trees soothes my anxiety during the day and the song of the crickets lulls me into relaxation so I can sleep at night. Even when it is raining, I can usually find a way to stay outside, or in the barn. I have enjoyed almost every meal outdoors since the spring and I know that soon the cold will drive me inside more often then not. I have observed every sunrise, rainbow, sunset and countless shooting stars during this insane year, and savoured each one of them for the magic moments in time that they were. I have been open to receiving the messages in the signs around me and have found profound comfort them. Heron, Turkey, Squirrel, Bear, Hawk, Frog, Dragonfly, Fox, Groundhog, Hummingbird, Bat, Owl, Caterpillar, Deer, Snake, Raven, Turkey Vulture, and many other guides have shared their wisdom with me. Each lesson came to me at the exact time it was needed and has helped me to stay focused on how the farm can sustain during these times. It hasn't all been work and study though. I have taken some hours here and there to go out and explore a little either on foot or by kayak. Next is to get consistent with a plan to get away for a couple of days a month. My goal is to make this a recurring event... in time. It's got to be a good thing to get away right? I'll keep telling myself that anyways 😉
Speaking of getting away, this would never be possible without my amazing team of volunteers! Let me take a few moments to personally acknowledge and thank each and everyone of you, my incredible team ❤ When COVID forced me to shut my doors, at a time when I should have been celebrating my success, my entire world came crashing down. My son Daniel, my rock, as always was by my side helping me to stay afloat and sane. My ex Erik, who remains to this day a dedicated volunteer, was here to help when and where he could. When I found a way to reach out to the community during the lockdown by visiting with seniors at their windows, it was with the help of volunteers that we made it happen. It was my volunteers that came, with all the restrictions, to help continue to bring love to the herd when they became sad and depressed when they were cut off from the people they were used to hosting, during the lockdown. My volunteers continued to come and help out where they could and it helped to ensure the farm stayed pristine for when we could reopen. During those first few weeks of Phase 1, it was through the faith and encouragement of my volunteers that I found a way through all the hurdles of staying open. I could seriously go on for a very, very long time in gratitude here, but the bottom line is this. Without my volunteers, this past summer would never have been possible. Everything from taking photos and social media assistance, to helping to facilitate programs, assistance with herd health and management, organization of the facilities, and even being guinea pigs for my soon to launch new workshops, and sounding boards for oh so many crazy ideas I have. Even for allowing me to get away for a weekend. For this there will never be enough words to say thanks to you all. From the oldest to the youngest, you've all earned a very special place in my heart and I know the herd loves you all dearly. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you ♥ To Shauna, girl, your dedication to this herd, and your passion to learn is exemplary. You should be incredibly proud of yourself for all the experience you gained and accomplished this summer. To those who don't know her, this incredible young lady was supposed to be hired on full time to work for me this summer, but under the circumstances I was unable to hire her. Shauna stepped up and became a FULL TIME VOLUNTEER for the summer! She worked hard and went above and beyond each and every day she was here. What I wouldn't give to have you here still! Sadly for us all, Shauna is back off to school to continue on her path towards becoming a vet one day. Keep your eyes on this bright young star. She's destined for a great future! Our door is always open and hopeful for your return ❤ Stay safe honey.
OK friends, I need to sign off here for now. Next week will come another blog and more adventures to share!
Until then, please remember to be kind and to always choose love ~ Angee
For as long as I can remember, animals have always been my best friends. This deep bond with animals started very early and grew stronger as I navigated my complicated family life as a child. If not for my childhood, I would not be who I am proud to be today, and for that I am grateful, for what were often painful lessons. There was a short time in my life when I tried to run away from this calling. I tried to deny how animals responded with and around me, and even hid it from my life for several years. We can't hide from who we are, even though we can run from it for awhile. It was inevitable that I would return to my deep inner calling to partner with animals. I have always known that in order to feel grounded I needed to be on a farm, and connected to nature. The pace, flow and lifestyle involved in working with the animals and the land, brings such a deep peace to my soul. I dreamt of creating a place where people could come and interact with a very special group of animals that I hoped to nurture and develop. For many years I worked towards this goal and was gaining slow success. There were MANY immense hurtles along the way but I never gave up and continued to pursue this goal of creating a therapeutic animal farm. It has taken me over 10 years to create my herd of therapy goats. I started by selecting very specific animals for temperament and worked on building a multi-generational herd from there. I am so proud of what has been created through years of hard work, unrelenting determination, incredible learning, a dream and a whole lot of passion. What started as a "what if" question to my late husband has become a herd of animals that have been hand raised from the moment of birth, with very specific handling, training and conditioning. Why would someone want to do that? Well, for the specific goal of allowing an animal connection experience like no other. I knew when I began that it might not work. But what if it did work? I set a goal, I never quit, and I am so very grateful for the adventure it has taken me on.
My journey to Woodfield began in 2014. I was living on my small 2.5 acre property, trying the best I could to create my dream life. With incredibly limited resources and a challenging small property that flooded constantly, life was increasingly difficult. It was only 4 days after my husband passed away that Mike Bradley appeared on my doorstep. All these years later, it still amazes me how he showed up that day, at the worst possible time of my life. This very sociable and interesting man had a wonderful dream of his own. He shared his story and vision for the place he was already working hard to build, only a short 15 minute drive from my place. He invited me to come for a tour of his incredible property, and he shared with me his story, vision and hope that I would join his mission and purpose at Woodfield, by bringing my herd to a farm that he would provide on his property. As crazy as that may all sound, I assure you, this is a true story. I was being handed a "once in a lifetime", golden opportunity to transplant my business/farm/dream to an incredible piece of Muskoka. All that was being asked of me in exchange was to offer my programs and amazing herd to everyone that comes to share the magic of Woodfield. Pretty incredible offer no? Too good to be true? It sure felt that way for the first few years. Here was a total stranger offering me the opportunity of a lifetime, to live and work somewhere incredible. The offer was simple. Come and live on a beautiful 40 acre farm, nestled on the edge of Woodfield, continue to dream and create, and share it with everyone. For the first few years while I worked towards moving here, I did not get much support from my personal circle. Many told me it would never happen and that I was wasting my time. There are some who actually left my life due to what they judged to be poor choices. I won't pretend to say it has been easy, or that the journey hasn't had it's fair share of challenges. There were a couple times when I contemplated not moving here - mostly out of my own fear of failure. What is being created here is far bigger than any one person, and at times I still feel that I don't measure up to the task. I am happy to share though, especially with those who didn't believe or support this journey, that making that leap of faith in 2018 and moving here, was the best decision I have ever made. When energies align, and with the support of such an amazing community as exists here at Woodfield, the dream I envisioned for so long has become the greatest and most amazing reality!
With the new name change of my farm to the Woodfield Sky River Farm, now begins the next leg of this amazing adventure! The challenges that many businesses are facing during this pandemic are also being faced here. The Woodfield True Nature Campus was set to open this past June for the first time, welcoming many families. Once again, the Woodfield team waits to open the doors to the amazing campus that Mike Bradley has created for families to enjoy. This temporary pause does provide another great opportunity to create even more amazing program options. The mission and vision to support children and their families is the reason that we are all here at Woodfield. By working together towards a common goal, we can support, encourage and endlessly inspire each other to continue to build this amazing place where families will come. Through the immense generosity, emotional and spiritual support, financial investments, friendship and unrelenting belief in me, Mike Bradley has and always will be my biggest cheerleader. Through all of the ups and downs of the last six years, Mike has never wavered in his support of me. He has continually believed in me even when I had given up on myself. His ongoing demonstration of amazing acts of kindness and charity will continue to inspire all of the good things I am trying to create with my animal programs. It is truly an honour to have an opportunity such as this to create the life I've always dreamed, while also supporting and being a part of an amazing and beautiful vision that is Woodfield. The best part is that through this "pay it forward" energy, it also allows me to support my local community by donating a large portion of our services to those in need. At the end of each day, I am now in a place in my life where I know I am making a positive difference with each connection the herd makes. I sleep peacefully, because I have truly found my place in the world. <3
Next week's blog, I promise a long overdue update on all things HAY, the end of summer, recent health related herd issues and much much more! Sorry to keep you waiting, however as the days get shorter, the To-Do List on a farm only gets bigger. Preparations for winter become the new priority, and I fear the snow is not that far away this year.
Until next week my friends :)
Hi friends. Once again I am coming to you after having quite the week. It is funny how 2020 is messing with everyone in suck extreme ways. Plans we try to make rarely come through these days as there are constantly new things popping in that need attention immediately. This week I had intended to start telling the story of how I came to be at Woodfield, but sadly that will have to wait for another week.
After weeks of struggling to get all of our hay equipment serviced and running, hay making is finally upon us! In what is likely the very last hay making window of the season, we are finally in the process of getting it done! Thanks to an incredible offer of help from a young farmer that lives close by, the hay is all cut and currently drying in the fields. His equipment cut in 5 hours what would have taken us 5 days! This was an immense help and will hopefully ensure that we get in enough for the winter. There is no greater priority than ensuring the herd has enough food to sustain them through the cold Muskoka winters. For this reason, time is tighter than ever, so this will be a shorter blog post than normal this week as we are all focused on the itchy, rewarding job ahead tomorrow when we bale everything and load up the hayloft. Although I am looking forward to the feeling of security a full barn of hay brings, I am also saddened. Having my hayloft full of hay means that the wonderful goat yoga that has been happening in that space has come to an end for the season. I was hoping for a bit more time, but I take my luck as it comes! We don't need extra winter struggles.
Until next week my friends,
With love ~ Angee
It is with the saddest heart that I share the tragic news of the passing of Simon, a recent addition to our herd. Although Simon was only with us a few short months, in that time he managed to steal the hearts of my entire team, and a great many of our visitors. This special boy was very quickly becoming an integral member of my therapy herd, and he will be greatly missed by us all.
This past Wednesday, Simon began displaying symptoms of a condition called urinary calculi. This is caused by a blockage, usually a urinary stone somewhere in the urethra stopping the flow of urine. Treatment is a drench solution of ammonium chloride to help lower the acidity of their urine in hopes of helping to break down the stones, making them easier to pass. This treatment is very effective and I've had great success in the past with many issues of this nature. This condition can develop in both male and female goats, however it is much more common in the males due to the anatomy of their genitalia. There are occasions when a stone actually becomes lodged in the urethra and then surgical removal is required, as was in Simons case. I am grateful to have had previous experience of a male goat on a friends farm with the same condition, and trusted my instincts and rushed into action Thursday morning, taking him to a vet clinic in Midland to undergo emergency surgery to remove the glans on the end of his penis, and the stone lodged in it. Dr. Shauna O'Brien of the North Simcoe Veterinary Clinic was on her way out on an emergency call when we arrived, and she stayed to work on Simon. I am so grateful to her and her team that did what they could, with the information we had at that time. As a stone was found and Simon was able to pee, we hoped for the best that there were no more stones. I took Simon home to rest and heal.
Through the night, each time I would check in on him, it was apparent that Simon was still struggling. He was unable to maintain his own body temperature, even with the assistance of a heat lamp and coat. Friday morning saw us back on the road to Midland for some more tests and hopefully some answers. This time it was Dr. Rose Rumney of the North Simcoe Veterinary Clinic who was there to assist and run multiple tests and procedures. After an ultrasound, bloodwork, x-rays, a secondary procedure, and many consultations with the OVC in Guelph, it was determined that the surgical options were not going to yield any success, and he would live a reduced quality of life if we proceeded further. His kidneys were damaged and there were no other options to explore. The hard decision was made to lay Simon to rest to end his pain and suffering. Simon lived a very loved life in both of his homes and made a very big impact in his very short life. Many hearts are broken and many will grieve his passing. That is a pretty good legacy for such a sweet boy as Simon was. In the short few months he lived here, he preferred to spend his evenings watching the sunset as opposed to browsing with the rest of the herd. For this reason I chose his final resting place on a small hill where he will forever have the best view of the sunsetting over the farm. Rest in Peace sweet Simon. I am blessed to have known your beautiful soul <3
with love ~ Angee
Hello friends :) What an incredible week it has been! In contrast to last week's state of mind, this week I am on top of my game again. I find the weeks are actually flying by faster as the end of summer nears, but I don't recall a time I was ever THIS busy before either. We have had many visitors coming to enjoy time with the herd. We are seeing more and more families all the time which is amazing. Our message is spreading! This week I have some updates and information to share, as well as a massive announcement to make. For that reason I am just going to jump right into it all and start with the updates.
The most pressing issue on the farm at the moment of course is getting all of the farm equipment serviced, running right, working out the kinks, finding the stuff that's broken and fixing it, AND learning how to operate it all. The great news is that we now are almost 100% ready to go - thanks to the constant efforts of Fred. I can't tell you the number of hours he's spent on all of this, but way more than me, I can assure you. Thanks Fred, you're seriously the best! Now we wait for the weather to cooperate. Waiting for a good weather window without rain, to make hay is nerve wracking. You have to trust the forecasters that are often wrong. The past three days were calling for rain that never came - a window was missed. The weather for the next few days are calling for rain as well, so we continue to wait. I'm staying in contact with my neighbours who are also still cutting hay, so I don't miss another opportunity. This coming weekend looks good and should see us in full swing. If anyone is interested in volunteering to help us bring the hay in off the fields, drop me a line! :) We love willing extra hands to make the job go faster! You'll get plenty of free goat cuddles in exchange <3
For the past many months I have been feeling a strong desire to reach out to support the first responders that are continuing to work tirelessly for us all. These amazing individuals put themselves at risk, each and every day they work to support their communities and have gone above and beyond for all of us during this pandemic. What better way to help support my community, than by helping to support those that support us all? Now that restrictions have eased we are able to accommodate larger groups on site at the farm, we can now start directly supporting these individuals. So, now on Thursday afternoons, from 1-3 pm, we offer free time for First Responders on a first come, first served reservation system. These free First Responder Cuddle Puddles are intended to help restore, ground, uplift and help de-stress. My hope is that it will help to fill their cups, so that they can go back out into the communities they serve, having taken some time for themselves for some much needed love. If you know of a First Responder(s) that could use some extra special goat love, share this link with them. https://www.skyrivermeadows.com/first-responders-cuddle-for-free.html I am offering space for 40 attendees each week to start, but will increase the hours and available spaces if the demand is there. Help spread the word! I am determined to reach as many as we can!
This past Saturday saw the release of GOAT Episode 4, run by the Snow Lake Initiative, which was recently filmed here. This episode featured Belleville performer Jen Cook, of Red Jenny and the Boys. I was delighted to once again watch Jen in action with the SRM herd. Her infectious laugh, amazing energy, positive vibe, and clear goat addiction are so fun! I have a feeling we have not seen the last of Jen at the farm! Be sure to check out her episode below. Who will be next?
Our 2020 babies are 6 weeks old today! Zeus is thriving and continuing to grow exponentially compared to his sister. That also means he will be getting fixed soon as he is quite the little buckling at the moment chasing all the females around and picking fights with all the males. Hera in contrast, is still continuing to struggle and gave us another scare this past weekend. It seems she is highly into eating hair and managed to eat enough to make herself sick. She will likely continue to suffer ups and downs for the next several months, so she is always under a watchful eye. I am so grateful to my team of volunteers who work tirelessly here to help me care for everyone. Extra eyes, hands and brains are making all the difference these days, otherwise I would be missing things and the herd health would start to go downhill. It feels good to have so much support and help here now. I feel very confident in our ability to survive and sustain the next few years that we may all be dealing with CV19. Although we are still unable to take the goats indoors to visit with seniors and others with our Goats on the Go! programs, we have adapted to this new business model that allows for more public access. My followers have seen a lot of changes over the past few weeks to this website and many other things as I redesign SRM to keep us moving forwards. Many more changes are ahead, and this actually leads me right into my big announcement...
For the past 6 years I have been on an incredible journey of personal healing and growth. This literally all began when my husband Geordon passed away suddenly in 2014, and I was facing a brand new chapter in my life. Simultaneous to his death, I met Mike Bradley, a visionary with an incredibly beautiful mission, who offered me a very rare and generous opportunity. His offer would allow me to realize my life's dream of creating a therapeutic animal farm, in my beloved Muskoka, on his magical property where he was in the process of building and realizing his own dream. This incredible place that he has been building is where my herd and I have lived for two years now. The magic of this place is truly indescribable and I truly believe has been paramount to my personal healing. These past 6 years have included some of the most incredible years and experiences of my life, and up until now have I been keeping a great deal of it quiet, while the Woodfield True Nature Family Campus reached completion. This road I have been on to become a part of the Woodfield Village, has become bigger and more exciting than I ever could have first imagined. My farm, Sky River Meadows has been invited to become an official part of the Woodfield True Nature Campus programming and shift will also come an immediate name change of my farm, to the Woodfield Sky River Farm! The joining of Woodfield True Nature Family Campus with Sky River Meadows makes perfect sense to me, and to those involved. Without the inspiration, generosity, kindness, guidance, financial aide and never ending support of Mike and his Woodfield vision, Sky River Meadows would not be what it has now become. I plan to share the entire story of how I came to be here and all that is being created in the coming weeks through my blog, as I continue to share updates of all that is happening here. You will also begin to see the name changes being implemented over the coming days and weeks as we work towards this new alignment. I am so excited about this new direction and partnership as it will allow us to impact, assist and support even more children and their families. When a visionary as creative, talented and capable as Mike Bradley, comes together with me, a dreamer who is able to powerfully manifest her dreams, the sky really is the limit! Stay tuned :)
With love ~ Angee