Lamb Chops and the rest of the herd are celebrating with a day of grazing out in the orchard . . . as soon as I take them out to the orchard. Ingrid, the American Buff goose, and her snowy white Embden companions heard the news that I’m making a special trip today,
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Tucked into the edge of the woods on our farm is the neglected, overgrown remains of an old farmhouse. There’s not a lot left of it, some foundation stones, rusting roof tin, bricks strewn here and there — and some hardy survivors in what probably were well-tended flower beds in the yard. I suspect this
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The calves got bored with the fenceline meet-and-greet routine pretty quickly. Or maybe they got tired of being licked. So they went exploring. Rosie behaved like a typical new mother, hovering close, keeping an eye on her restless offspring. She tried to keep them close. She tried to keep them together. She’d head one off,
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I knew that Rosie was about to deliver and had been checking on her at all hours for several days. Besides that, she was huge. Seriously, look at this picture (below), taken in the back pasture on a rainy day last week. For comparison’s sake, here’s a shot taken a few minutes later with the
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This morning as I settled into position for the morning milking, I heard new voices complaining in the stall across the barn aisle. Hmm. Interesting. My sleep brain hadn’t yet grasped the significance when a scuffle began. The disturbance upset the cow, and that’s sufficient cause for me to set the milk bucket aside and
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I suspect I don’t have much of a future as a professional sheep shearer. Tinkerbelle seems to have forgiven me. (Sweet feed is a great bribe!) I’ll trim around her face and even out her haircut in a few days. Right now, it’s enough that the heavy wool is gone. Photo by JenniferP
Lucie, our senior ewe. Photo by LauraP My son, who’s on mission in Brazil, has requested snow pictures. Everyone there wants to know what snow’s like, he says. So Jason, these are for you, and ‘everyone’ who wants to know. Not as cold, wet, slippery, fun, or annoying as the real stuff, but it’s the
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