Tag: farming

BABY LUCY

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. 

THE WHITE LINE

The other day I opened Poppy’s electric fence gate so she could come out and visit with Sheila but she refuses to cross where the electric fence WAS. I bring her food over and she paces back and forth in front of the memory…

FENCING COWS IN AND PUSHING DUCKS OUT.

  Yesterday we were fencing. The weather was fine and cool. The ground is getting hard fast but other than that putting up an electric fence is not a hard job. And in this weather it is actually pretty satisfying to put in a…

TRIAGE VS PRIORITIES

That is a rather grand title for such an ordinary post. But for me: Triage means dealing with the task that has a better chance of getting finished and priorities means putting the most important to the top of the list. Not the same…

UNDER COVER

After being rained on the day we were to bale and then all the next night, yesterday evening we finally got the hay baled and under cover. About one hundred bales are pretty good – a little wetter than they should be …

10,001 AT 7.47PM

I realized last night when I was loading pictures that my blog has attracted over 10,000 follows now. This blog is my solace and comfort and company, without you all I would never have survived out here in the Midwest. Thank you all so…

NEW RISKY DEVELOPMENTS

Pawpaw flowers smell awful and attact flies but that is not the new development. In fact it looks like we might have an actual crop this year!

HERE WE GO AGAIN

I am cutting the hay today. Interesting that when I decide to cut hay EVERYONE says ok whatever you say. No-one else wants the responsibility. But I have four dry days in the forecast and some beautiful leaf in the fields and no hay…

JUST THE WAY OF IT

THIS morning early I awoke to loud cackling and commotion in the chook house so Boo and I went out to investigate. Boo shot through the door, dug his feet in and roared ahead of me, he rounded the corner at full gallop and…

TWENTY DAYS

TWENTY days until I take off for Greece for a week. Merciful heavens I had better get a wriggle on. It is shocking how much slower I am without my help.  I am simply not as driven. The gardens are way behind and yesterday I…