Yesterday Tane was observed trotting down the drive, at speed. He would not let on as to where he was actually heading but he was going there at a good clip. A case of “I don’t know where I’m going but I’m making very good time.” I know that feeling.
Tima and the dogs and I went after him, seeing us of course he turned and met us and was escorted back to the barn then their barn door was shut. I hate to shut them in, they just get no exercise, but as soon as the snow has gone I am putting them back in the field. They can Go into the field anytime, but do not like the cold feet in deep snow. They prefer the plowed drive to loaf about in. If their house is in the field they have to walk about a bit more. I think Tane just saw the plowed lane and hoofed it.
One day these fields will be green again.
I put the Dutch Belted cows out in Pats field so they could walk a bit further. This time of year and with this weather we are all getting sick of being cooped up and when the grass starts to grow again no-one gets to go into the fields until the pasture is established. Lady Astor being a lady and all promenaded around the perimeter.
But Elsie the old show girl was dancing with delight. Racing about like Daisy would have.
These girls both have round bellies – they just finished up all their hay. Most of that is just belly. But I am fairly sure I felt Elsie’s calf move when I was brushing her yesterday.
It is getting a little warmer over the next few days, so I should be able to get more of that maternity pen cleaned out and more gates de-iced.
Good morning. The Crash Chicks are doing well. They are eating like crazy! The last egg did not hatch. The incubator is cleaned and drying. I will refill it in another couple of weeks. In the end with the help of one of the Fellowship who works in a zoo, (you can see pictures of her turtle eggs being candled here) I decided to buy Black Turkeys. They are also known as the Spanish Black. They are a very, very old heritage breed and are more likely to breed for me out here. I need quite a hardy old fashioned smaller turkey who will also supply me with fertile eggs next year. Though a number of them will be for Thanksgiving dinner. They are considered critically endangered so we won’t eat too many. I have ordered eight. This will be a very small flock. I hope you all have a lovely day.
Love your friend on the farm,
Have you ever heard of the Ark of Taste. Am I the only one who has not heard of the Slow Food Movement? I must get out more!