Scones are so wintry. With surprise visitors coming down from Chicago on a blustery full of bluster Saturday, sixteen round bales to load into the barn and nothing to eat in the house I made raisin scones.
The Mama cows ( I call them 84 and 73) are happy in the West Barn and the calves ( left on this side) are escaping in all directions ( who knew they could jump barn doors) but otherwise things are fine. No-one got terribly noisy and by now the worst of the weaning is…
Today we will wean the Angus calves from their cow mothers. Though weaning is not about taking the calves away it is about taking the mothers away. The babies are always left in the familiar family surroundings. The mothers do the moving.