The Does of Singing Falls

Seeking Food During the Annual Summer Drought


Bubba came to us one summer day after we'd visited the Black Sheep Gathering and met her twin yearling girls. We wished to purchase them, but they had already been purchased by someone else. Our hopes dashed, we began to walk away. To recap quickly a long story, we came home with their dam, Bubba. Stan named her that. Her previous name was 'Hope' but somehow he felt 'Bubba' fit her cantankerous personality better. To the right, B-2 cavorts on Bubba's back and B-1 (the cinnamon red doe kid) decides it's brunch time.


B1 shown as an adult (seen as a kid above.) I call this series of pictures 'Generation After Generation at Singing Falls.' You can glimpse in photos the many years we have bred this particular favorite blue-eyed 'line' of Stan's, beginning with Bubba, one of his favorite does. B1 on the left as a rather large two-year old. On the right, getting on in years but still sporting a lovely dark red fleece.


Golden Girl is shown here, a favorite blue-eyed doe who is the result of breeding B1 (above) to our favorite buck, Willow (he is shown on buck page.) Long golden locks grace her body on the left. On the right, she looks at us with a sky blue eye.
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Zeba, born to B2, the other Bubba daughter. B2 is white. She has twice now given us a black kid. Color genetics in angora goats is a fascinating subject and sometimes a throw of the dice.


What can I say about Jumper? She jumps over log rails and corrals as though she were a pole vaulter. Nothing seems to deter her if she sees someone has a pan of grain and she wants at it. However, that's not why we pictured her here. It's the fleece. Look at how rich the color is. Gaze at how curly the locks are. Fine fleeced (inherited from her dam) and uniform from to stern, this gal has it all.
