Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
I hate to lose the brilliant marigolds though, which have made the garden look so appealing for so long.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
She knows me too well. Every week all summer I would proclaim that I was going to tackle my overflowing office - but it never happened. Too much farming going on.
Last week I decided the only hope was to tear out absolutely everything, including the huge, dark built-in desk and cabinet unit, and start from scratch. The desk unit was kind of an impressive office system, but custom-designed for the former owner's technology and not suited to my needs or aesthetic. I prefer my hodge-podge thrift-store style. Now the office walls are painted a serene periwinkle hue and my entire farming library fits above my (vintage IBM) desk.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
The days have been unseasonably warm, sunny and dry - absolutely beautiful. There isn't much left in the parched pasture for the cows, however, so they are already eating hay.
But then they both came into heat simultaneously last week and I called up the AI technician on impulse. I had already ordered the semen, which was being stored in a liquid nitrogen tank at the neighbor's dairy farm. Eric, the AI guy, was quite impressed that LaFonda came trotting over when I called her. Lariat was very cooperative as well. Erik said that both cows were at the perfect point to be bred, so both cows should settle. The calves will have the same sires as LindyHop and Jitterbug and should be born around the 4th of July. I have to figure out what to do with my growing herd -- 6 cows will be too many for our little farm!
This morning as I was watering and weeding, it almost felt like spring. It was warm and bright and green inside the greenhouse and I could hear the migrating robins chirruping. A high tunnel garden would be a great remedy for Seasonal Affective Disorder!
The following morning, as I was gathering eggs and feeding chickens I heard peeping coming from within the wall of the coop. There is a wall of particle board with shelves mounted on it that does not go quite to the top of the wall. The keets must have tried perching on the edge and fallen behind. The wall was not easily deconstruct-able, so we attempted a number of strategies to rescue the keets. We tried using the long-handled grabber I use to move sticks out of the way when mowing, we lowered a little platform to elevate the chicks, and finally Rog resorted to cutting a hole in the wall with the sawsall. (Then he covered the opening so it can't happen again)
tiny hatchlings just three and a half months ago.