Category: Sustainable farming

Wai’s eyes

While we forked hay up into my hay wagon and dragged the trailer up to the corridor paddock to make the hay into a haystack…   A very rough looking beginning to the haystack but it will do.  The grass had been down too…

As the trees grow

Every year I plant as many trees as i can buy or grow or find. And one thing I have noticed about the mornings is how loud it is with bird song this year.  Especially the cardinals. I seldom see them as they love…

No Hay Day

Yesterday – an hour before the tractor arrived to bale our hay –  it began to rain, just a little at first then the skies opened up and it rained and rained all morning.  We even went in and worked on rainy day jobs…

New fields

Yesterday after another  big farm to table lunch I shifted the cows to a new field, scooping the naughty baby bobby into the barn for the night as they went past. They all put their heads down and began munching on all that clover….

Baby Crying

Holding back milk is something I never thought Lady Astor would do. But over the last week she has been letting less and less down for me on our once a day milking. And as you can imagine this has resulted in an udder with…

Eclectic

Today my new farm worker arrives.  If all goes well she will stay a few months which will be nice.  She has been working on a goat farm so I look forward to hearing her story. We all have a story.   Many of…

The wide shot, work in progress

The North Chef’s Garden is coming along nicely. In fact I am feeling quite proud of what we have accomplished in there. Let’s hope the produce sells! Lots more to be done yet though. In the next few days we will plant 60 lavender…

100 cabbages

Yesterday we planted out 100 cabbages in the cows garden.  (There are 100 more in the glasshouse and 100 more to sow). Today fifty pepper plants of different varieties will follow – the peppers are not for the cows,  they are for the Farmers Market…

Nosy Cow

As I wrote Nosy Cow I wondered how often I had written Nosy Cow as a header.  But every where I turned yesterday with a fork full of cow manure, as I cleaned and remade the cows beds, there was Lady Astor, watching, standing…

Cojones

(Is that a bad word? But it is the word I need). Slowly I settled back into the farm yesterday. I took a mental health day and decided not to talk to any humans. It was lovely. The sun was out and so was…