Sunday, January 1, 1978

It was a cold, raw day wih flakes of snow in the air. We gave Brandy her last shot this noon because I broke the barrel on the syringe. 8 eggs today. We took the goats for a walk. Brandy seems quite well with her teats healed fairly well, and wee have stopped milking her. I cut some small (8") trees (white oak) for next year's firewood. I baked my first pie, a pumpkin pie, this evening.

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