Growing

Isn’t everything on the farm about growing. The piglets are growing, the garden is growing (but not fast enough yet), the pasture is growing, the cobwebs in the barn are growing and my team is growing. Ellie – wwoofer number two came yesterday – right on time. She will do just fine. Another good, strong …

Storms of Flowers

Amidst the storms in our skies – there are flowers in the garden. When I as young and had about the same amount of time for the flower garden as I do now, I used to plant piles of annuals that  grew from seed. Riots of cool colors and white blooms. In New Zealand my …

Up and At ‘Em

You will be pleased to hear that all of the little piglets have quite suddenly popped their heads up above their doldrums and are behaving like little piglets now.  I found them outside playing a few times yesterday and heard Molly calling them in to feed more often. I can’t tell you how relieved I was. Alex …

Not pregnant today

Lady Astor and I go through this thing –  with me changing my mind every eighteen hours about her status as a pregnant Mum.  Today I don’t think she is pregnant. I mean: her udder did look like it was changing but now there is nothing filling up. Was I seeing something I wished to …

The learning Curve

Yesterday I mentioned that I was concerned that the piglets were not showing the usual amount of vigor. These ones were spending way too much time sleeping. They were way too quiet. valbjerke said to me had I given the piglets iron.  I sat back in my chair. No. I hadn’t. The only time I gave …

A magnolia year

The new calf is going to be called Roxanne but we will call her Roxie. She is so sprightly and fun. I think she will be a perfect Roxie.  Thank you so much for all the suggestions both in The Lounge and on the Insty. Yesterday the cow mothers were out getting a little green in …

Pictures of piglets

In the night, not last night but the night before, one new born piglet died (he was a big one too) and one of the peahens died. It was Mrs Flowers. It was a normal night – not even terribly cold. Strange. But there you are. On a farm with this many animals and birds …

The surprise nine

When I enter a barn that houses an expectant mother due to give birth I always pause at the doorway and listen. I stand for a while, adjusting to and sorting through all the sounds that determine who is where and what is going on over there. Yesterday morning I stood at the door, just …

oops

I brought a girl baby cow home by mistake.  This was not my intention. But.  Ah well.  I give in. She is not a Bobby so now she will have a name and join the heifers. This calf is the tamest calf I have ever seen, she will literally stand while I stroke her all over. …

The means or the end …

An interesting discussion at dinner: Me: The dinner itself is the reason I am farming. The farming is a means to an end – the end being good clean delicious nutritious food.  The good food and good dinners are the objective. The farming is the fuel. The farming is the means. Alex: Food is the fuel …