A coworker gave me a bag of lilikoi. I ate some over cottage cheese this morning, and I am determined to save at least one of the fruit to grow a vine or two. I forgot how delicious fresh lilikoi is. Also known as passion fruit, it is part of a popular juice combo called POG (Passion Orange Guava). I really look forward to the day I can make my own cottage cheese and put my own fresh lilikoi on it. It was soooo good.
My son's Hawaiian teacher said that the fruit is really liliko'i, but no one says it like that anymore. It has an intense taste and a penetrating fruit smell, so sometimes visitors don't like it - but it reminds me of growing up in Maunawili. We used to ride the horses out into the big pastures and pick lilikoi and share them with the horses.
Tomorrow morning, the woman is coming to look at the mare. I am of two minds about it. I want her to be occupied and loved and with my schedule, I just don't give her the occupied part of it. She has SO much potential! I will miss her a lot if she does go, and it feels a bit like giving up a part of myself. I am fascinated by the sheep and spend a lot of physical and mental energy on them, but horses have been a part of me forever.
The babies are doing well. I have to decide which of the two ram lambs to keep intact and which to castrate. The white streaky one is starting to creep feed a little already. In just six days, they have grown so fast. I have been surprised by how fast the lambs grow. The three week ones almost seem to have doubled in size and they are so adventurous. This weekend, another chore I have in mind if the weather cooperates and I can drum up some help around here is trimming hooves. Not really looking forward to trimming Elvis' hooves. I think I will have to rig a halter and have someone hold him tight so I can lift his legs up one at a time. I wish I had one of the flippers that you clamp the sheep in and turn them over! It would be amusing as well as convenient.