Tag: pigs

SHIFTING

To move a mob of pigs takes a lot of preparation. (Unlike a break-out that takes no preparation at all).  The Six had finished their smaller sunflower field and were ready to take on the big one. I had been holding off while the…

THINKING OUT LOUD

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…

HMM, INTERESTING

Not pretty – but pretty interesting.

SHUT OUT

I know. As well as all the other stupid techy problems I have been having then WordPress shut me out asked for my password then would not accept it and then would not accept the new one, then shut me out for a couple…

GOOD MORNING

I wonder – does good morning mean it IS a good morning or I wish a good morning for you. 

GOING GREEN

Slowly but steadily, I am getting all the pigs into their Pig Pastures with all the good green feed. 

HEAT and FIRE

Yesterday a man who I will not name because he is a local mowed the ditches ghen set fire to them then left the area. Of course it roared up in the wind and shot out in all directions burning up dry, dry grass…

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!

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…

TIA FINDS HER SPOT

Tia found her confidence today and allowed me to give her head a good scratch for quite a long time. In fact each time I stopped she would angle her head into my hand again. Every cow has a sweet spot and Tia’s is…

PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE PIG

To secure his corner in the sun room of the barn WaiWai goes to bed early. Usually about five pm. He settles himself right into the corner of the sleeping area, hugging the wall, as immobile as a very fat little rock. He lies…

WIND LIKE A BLOW-TORCH

ALL DAY YESTERDAY and all the day before that the wind blew hard and hot. Like a blow torch. My skin was black with dust and my hay fever was out of control. The storms and rain last night was very welcome. Though Boo…