Much of the mantle of being grown-up is trying to establish some kind of order into a fluid and unpredictable, chaotic world. The world is full of streams we thoughtlessly and quite naturally push against. Wind, cold, water, weeds, muddle, mess, dirt, hunger, aging, spiders webs, illness, even death itself – without even conscious thought we scurry about under this enormous sky trying to instil some kind of order, some kind of logic into the completely natural turmoil that we call life.
As though we have the right.
Creating a semblance of order from the natural chaos is pretty satisfying though.
Aunty Del and her big tall calves have been separated. They did a bit of crying in the night but not as much as some. Weaning is a hard time for the animals but these two are old enough. I will give them heaps of good hay to eat and they will settle quickly. They have the uniball steer with them now (the vet could still only find one testicle which he banded anyway. The steer (who has always had the nickname Lonely because he hangs out by himself) will grow to behave like a bull but will not be fertiile. However his nature is very recessive so he can stay and grow here and be a part of this herd of young’uns.
Lady Astor is having trouble with her udder. She is well but as she dries up and the udder shrinks inwards it is getting longer and drooping further downwards. She stood on it the day before yesterday and has a nasty graze down the side of one quarter. The udder is drying up healthily but the risk of this happening again and doing worse damage is very real.
Remember this is a farm and I must make sensible decisions. Decisions that are best for the animal and the running of the farm. I am not sure I can leave this outcome to luck. Relying on good luck is to invite chaos. Luck is random and seldom lands where it is earned.
Chaos is begun by the smallest of changes in our landscape. So being aware of the environment and adjusting or hitching ourselves to head off or accept each small change (and sometimes that adjustment in the fabric is a big one) is the only real way to live with our natural order of chaos. And some of those adjustments are unkind.
For the meantime Lady is happily hanging out in her field with Aunty Del eating everything she sees and putting on some weight. All I can do for the moment is watch and hope the udder will begin to shrink upwards before she struggles up from a sleep and stands on it again.
Cows are not graceful.
We can expect sun today which will be lovely for all involved.
I hope you find loveliness today.
WEATHER: 20F/ -6C as I write, and morning sunlight is streaming through the windows. We still have the Nor’Wester which is holding the cold here.