Hubby and I have started making our own signs. We have ones for "this dog has to pee" "dinner is ready" "we need to trim her toenails" and "look at me" "do you want to eat?" and of course a couple of personal signs if you know what I mean.

I keep telling him we need to learn the real deal.
I heard it is difficult to sign and talk at the same time because the languages are actually so different. I understand the concept of how it is put together and can finger spell but only know a few basic signs such as dog, cat, goat, hello and thank you. I can understand a few more.
We are having a warm sunny day.....what a miracle. I took the goats on a three hour goat walk. We are low on hay. They are stuffed! They cleared out a whole section. Of course it is the empty neighboring lot, but that is okay.
We had a house across from us that has always been empty. It had a manufactured home on it, but someone sold all the timber, clear cut it. It looked awful the first year. Really sad. The house had been used as a meth house so no one wanted to buy it. They finally foreclosed on it, and someone bought it for 35,000. How cheap. They gutted the house and put up new siding and all new electric and well. The lot itself was a horrible overgrown mess. They had to clean up tons of trash and stack the stumps and now they are having bonfires. They fenced the front area and graveled the road (yay!, it is our road, too) and trimmed up a lot of trees. They put up a nice tidy gate and fence across the front and the place looks amazingly better. Really helps the neighborhood. They told us they are going to rent it out to a police officer. So we will be really safe! Isn't that cool? They told me if I want to graze the goats over there they would love that. Unfortunately the goats think the fires and chainsaws and tractors and all the commotion going on over there is the most terrifying thing they have ever seen.
The other side effect is that lot used to be where the deer hung out, they had a little hollow where a herd lived. Well now they are chased out of there, and they are living next door to us. it is cool, I can watch the herd from my bedroom window. I keep telling Hubby to get a hunting license and figure out how to make deer sausage. They feed the deer at the resort over the hill, like big giant pet rats. Up until now most of the deer have been afraid of our property because of Bandit, but lately we have kept Bandit inside or tethered (she had a few run-ins with my chickens and trash cans and not coming when she was called and jumping fences, so that is her lot in life now)
So I'm going to take a little rest now and then go out and plant seeds. I think the soil is finally warm.