We have lost the wee fellow on the right he died in the night but these are such sweet shots I thought I would share. Please don’t be miserable. And after such a rocky start he needs a proper goodbye.
Back on the farm and everyone is safe and sound.
Usually everything is pretty calm at this time of year. Until it is not. We all go about our business hoping the feed will hold out. Worrying about rain. Counting eggs, checking gates, checking feed and generally just poddling about. Until we get…
There are a goodly number of pawpaw on the trees this year. They are liking this long cool spell and plumping up well, so I am watching them carefully. It is very hard to tell when a pawpaw is ready.
Why is this a bad thing? I talk to myself the whole day – of course I pretend I am talking to the dogs. But – however. Thinking out loud helps clarify things. In fact, thinking out loud is a good way to get…
I am quite sure Molly is pregnant. Well, kind of quite sure.
Little showers yesterday. Dark with clouds. Even a mild breeze. And lots of growth.
Not pretty – but pretty interesting.
As I had extra help yesterday I decided to move the ducks to their permanent area. There is no house for them yet but they had been too long in their out of the way holding pen. Time to get them into the action…
Slowly but steadily, I am getting all the pigs into their Pig Pastures with all the good green feed.
We all melted in the heat yesterday but Leia managed to give birth easily to a wee Bobby calf before breakfast. She kept him under the tree for the day and has not brought him into the barn again.
When I went out to check the two Angus cows Luna and Leia yesterday morning there was a perfect little calf all curled up in the dry straw. Luna (who has a bigger udder than Aunty Del in full production) is the proud mother.