Farming isn’t just about spending time in the planter and the combine in the fall and spring. All the days in between are spent making sure conditions are ideal for growing a successful crop; including applicating herbicide to make sure those pesky weeds don’t take over the fields.
The ladies and the babies are all out to pasture, and they are making themselves right at home. It’s pretty satisfying to see the sun setting over the pasture while the cows graze in the open space. Summer is pretty excited about this change of pace, cows in the pasture mean more walks and ranger rides for her. Anyone who says a free-range farm dog isn’t as happy as a house dog has never met our Summer. Just look at her smiling with pride as she watches the cows, farm living is the life for her. 🙂
Tonight another rain decided to come our way, so still no tractors in the field. However, we took advantage of the rain and put fertilizer on the pasture. Let’s just hope the sun starts to shine soon so we can get seeds in the ground!
This little, spotted cutie arrived on 4-20, and I was so very excited to finally have a calf with some personality in her markings. However, what we didn’t know was that she would immediately become a magic escape artist, finding every way possible to escape and go find a place to lay down on the pasture lane. Hog paneling finally kept her contained and she gained the name, Jeannie (AKA: Baby Jean). Inspired by “I Dream of Jeannie” – because for a while it seemed she magically appeared and disappeared to wherever she wanted to go. At least her Mom was bellering loud enough to notify us of her mischevious behavior, so we could find her and return her to the patch.
Is this not the same face Simba makes in “The Lion King” when his Mom is cleaning him up? This little one is chock full of personality.
Calf number two has arrived, and signs of Spring are finally starting to show. The weather here has been gorgeous and I’m anxious for planting to start.
This year we have the cows at our place and get to experience calving for the first time (last year we had somebody custom calve for us). Jordan and I both have a little, as in very little experience with calving so you could call us nervous mothers this year. Reading and second guessing our every move. So when the first calf came around and I received a snapchat from Jordan saying “look what I found” I ran – sprinted first to grab my camera second to grab my boots. It was the muddiest, ugliest day of Spring and this little guy decided to come into the world. We’re a little late in the calving game, still working to get our ducks in a row and timing right for our mamas – so my guess is the rest of the calves will arrive when planting begins. But for now here’s one little guy to keep me company on the farm.
Don’t worry both mama and baby got moved into the comfort of the barn and away from the rain.
I love when my work for CVA collides with my favorite hobby. Got some much needed anhydrous photos last night. Prayers to everyone applying anhydrous – safety first. I give Jordan a lecture every time he leaves the house to apply NH3 but I don’t care accidents happen in the blink of an eye.
The fluffiest powder fell from the sky today, making our farm a winter wonderland. I felt bad for not helping with chores, but I couldn’t help but bring my camera with me for the beautiful snow. Also, I think our dog is one of the happiest dogs in the world, maybe I’m biased but look at her smile as she’s jumping off the bales! I was laughing all morning, her joy is contagious.
Like a lot of people out there, I would consider Sunday to be my favorite day of the week. Worship, breakfast food, quality time with loved ones what’s not to love?
This Sunday Jordan mentioned he needed to go up to his grandparents to do chores, and like I typically do when he heads North to do chores I informed him I would go with him. No, not to help – but to take pictures. Duh.
Sunset + curious critters = count me in. AND I can’t pass up a chance to check on how Herbie is growing. Whos Herbie, you ask? Herbie was our first calf last year, and the name just stuck. #gohuskers
Meet Herbie. What a beast.
See what I mean by Sun Flare Sunday. (insert eye-heart emoji here)
The real MVP.
#209 your little fluff ball is so dang cute.
Winter Storm Jupiter has arrived, and although the ice is a total pain I just love how the sun shines off of it and everything turns to glitter in the morning light.
Fortunately, our power stayed on throughout the storm so it truly wasn’t all that inconvenient – as I’m sure it was for many others. So we hopped in the pickup and headed to the cover crops to check on how the ladies were doing.
I’ve recently been reading “The Shack” and in the beginning of the book, it describes perfectly why I love miserable weather.
“There is something joyful about storms that interrupt routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. And unlike illness, it is largely a corporate rather than individual experience.” – The Shack
“He paused to take in the beauty of a world engulfed in crystal. Everything reflected light and contributed to the heightened brilliance of the late afternoon.” – The Shack
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