Or at least yesterday got away with no pictures. and a few hiccups
But the house is clean, the washing was all put out on the clothesline, and brought back in before the rain, there is fresh bread and pound cake (the best way to use up extra eggs, make and freeze the poundcake) in the cupboard. Everyone is fed both animal and human and going about their happy business. I have begun the massive spring clean up of the barn. And Queenies Bobby was delivered very early this morning.
We had a surprise guest for dinner last night which was just wonderful. It is not often that someone discovers that they really are “In the Neighbourhood” though in this case – the neighbourhood was Michigan but it is pretty close when you think about how spread out my clan is.
The hiccup came when Aaron arrived yesterday evening- such a nice young man – but his parents quite suddenly needed him home and as he was on the road already, he came to tell me in person that he was not staying on at the farm, he joined in for a nice meal and a bed for the night and now he is back in his car heading home.
So that was a flurry.
This morning was pretty busy with the early morning delivery of the steer, thank yous and goodbyes all round so i have just come in for breakfast and coffee.
Now while I have the stock trailer hitched up,(and after my late coffee and breakfast) I am going out to seperate the two little heifers – Naomi and Not Too Difficult from the two pregnant cows (Alex and Lady Astor) and put them in the rat house paddock for the meantime. Then I will bring Aunty Del back this side before she gets too pregnant to move so I have three gestating cows in one wee herd and the two little heifers in the other. Molly and Tahiti and Sheila (the pigs) are being locked out of their field so it can start the spring grass can grow unmolested. Later today Molly and Tahiti are going to the West barn and Poppy is coming back to the home barn. I need to look at her dates.
I will plant more blackberries today and dig a row of garden for the brassicas then I need to go down the road and buy some seed for the pasture, this year I am devising a cocktail of forage for cows and pigs that is 1/3 grasses, 1/3 legumes and 1/3 brassicas. (I heard about this months ago and for the life of me cannot find the link again – it was an utube) so I will let you know the recipe when I have finished my research. I will be top sowing the cows winter sacrifice paddock plus the pigs fields and putting in another 2 acres of alfalfa hay as well.
My biggest problem is not having a fencer. I really need someone to build fences for me but this person is hard to find around here. People seldom build stock fences out here on the prairies.
So – you see? All go around here.
I am getting back into my rhythm though. I will be see you all tomorrow.
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49 responses to “The day that got away”
I would love to bring the G.O. over to do your fences – he is a fencer amongst his many talents – but he is not a flyer 😦 We are sitting drinking coffee in front of the van in the Grampians and my convincing arguments are not quite persuasive enough!
Well, you surely could have done with Aaron: at the same time you might appreciate being able to ‘put things back’ your way first and Big John just might want to have you to himself for awhile! Find Kate’s comment interesting: unless I am still half-asleep it seems to me she will be visiting the farmy in the very near future . . . how lovely . . . Perchance this blog with local friends reading and talking, will bring a fencer in forthwith . . . ?
Sadly not, I would love to become a Coupe visitor, and take my turn at cooking, planting, egg collecting and pig feeding! No, what I meant was that we would not ‘meet’ him here, in the Lounge of Comments, as we have with Celi’s previous workers.
The Lounge of Comments is a great place to meet too!
It is! Without it, I’d never have met all sorts of people I now count as friends, albeit distant ones.
Sorry, Kate – it did so seem like that!!
This citygirl never even Heard of a fencer, except for the kind that say “en garde”. Thanks for expanding my understanding of the world from your point of view. Much love to fellowship and farmy and farmerette…Gayle
I always thought if I won a lottery I would hire somebody to pull out all the old fences here (primarily installed by me, myself & I) and put up brand spankin’ new state of the art ones while I sat in a garden chair and watched!
Ah yes – the winning of the lottery – I forgot about that part.. c
Too bad Forrest isn’t retired yet. We’d pack our old truck and head up north to help build fence. Forrest has built fence since he was a youngster… and I’m a very good helper!! 😀
I’m a good helper too – ah well – I am hoping someone will turn up.
Fencing is a real skill. Dad always did ours in Jan-Feb when brush was dead and snakes hibernating. Cold on the hands, though. One of the farm chores that gives you a good night’s sleep. (Who needs gyms?)
I will be getting into it soon but with no skill at all sadly..c
Takes muscles and don’t let the wire whip back and hit you in the face. As A kid, my job was to steady the wire to prevent that as dad and brother worked. You learn a healthy respect for materials working on a farm. Take care (we’ll wish a fencer to appear as if summoned by an unexplained force…)
Busy girl! Good luck with the cow tucker …