I’ve been experimenting with different blog themes lately, getting tired of the same old thing. But it seems like I keep ending up back at the same version I originally started with (revised and updated, but essentially the same layout). I’m not sure what this says about me. I could pick that one apart for a while, but will spare us both. Suffice it to say, I like a clean, easy to read blog, not too austere but not too cluttered looking either. I like a font I can read, with enough density and size that it doesn’t require a trip to the eye doctor to be able to read a post. Some of the theme fonts would need a 200 zoom to read easily, others look like they’re ready to fade away. One them I liked had a font that was a little too large, which was disappointing.
I also like to be able to customize a bit. A little photo header and background that I can change as the need or whim arises. Nothing too crazy, yet… I can’t tell you how many themes I looked at, nor for how long. I’ve spent a crazy amount of time perusing, previewing, reading theme details, liking one part but disliking another. After a brief stint recently with an industrial-looking theme, I came back to this one, the updated version of the one I’ve used pretty much since starting this blog in 2009. And for now I’m going to stick with it [maybe; I just noticed that once posted, all the photos are washed out a notch, until you run your cursor over them…aaargh!]. And instead of perusing the themes for hours after I log in, I’m going to write a blog post. What a concept!
On the farm front, Colin the ram went home this past weekend. He stayed with us for 35 days, more than enough time to take care of business with the girls. Ewes cycle every 17 days, so if for some reason he didn’t make it on the first go around he had another chance to find the right rock to stand on. The past week or so before he left everyone seemed more settled than they had been. He was more relaxed and the girls just seemed calmer somehow. I find that they get a little skittery in the fall, as they cycle. Less friendly,
more wary and not as relaxed about every day things. It’s very subtle, and in the past week or so, the changes I’m seeing are just as subtle. Oh, Cinnamon and Nona would still rather go through a fence than let me get within 30 feet of them, but even they seem a little more settled somehow. I’m holding this up as a good sign they’re all percolating.
Colin rode in my car like a champ. He was a little reluctant to get in the car, but that’s yet another reason to love his small size. I have 100 pounds on him and lifted his
front legs and placed them in the car, then picked up his back end and pushed him in (Daisy was beside herself, inside the house at the front window–she has such a thing for Colin). After a minute or so he settled down for the ride and didn’t even get up when I stopped to get gas, preferring to munch on hay while I filled the car. When we got to Sally’s he didn’t want to get out! He’s a nice little guy I’ll kind of miss having around.