Category: Sustainable farming
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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 long to mold into a waterproof shape. Wai shouted out from…
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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 to be high in the trees and nest in the thickest…
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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 – sowing seeds and baking! And last night we had a…
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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. I am fairly sure now that neither Alex nor Aunty Anna…
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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 a wee problem. I increased her milkings to twice then three…
The Kitchen's Garden 