Lieta enjoyed it on several levels. “So, we fly up to the high mountains and we herd the goats down to the valley floor where we shut them in, separating the females with suckling kids from the others for the winter. The females and kids will be slowly herded across the valley to the abbey dairy for the winter. This keeps them safe, lets the males and the unbred females mingle and gets us some cheese to begin ripening over the winter.” “Why leave the other goats where the winter could get at them?” Muraz was concerned and it was nice to see. “The goats have thick hides and can weather the winter with ease. The females with kids provide milk for a few months after their little one is weaned, and that is the milk we use. The small ones are safe for their first year and the following winter they will be with their herd, as will their mothers.” “So the cheese on the table…” “Was made last winter.
