Calving season is upon us. May is the month our calves are scheduled to be born, if the bull did his job right, that is. And how hard is it? All he’s gotta do is be a typical bull and work the crowd, so to speak. He doesn’t even have to compete for the ladies. He is their
In Irish Grove, the time has come to separate our young Murray Grey calves from their mommas. Unfortunately for the calves, this is pretty darn awful. They’ve got a good life…I mean, who doesn’t like a little milk with their hay? Add in a mother’s watchful eye,
We’re hearing a distinct clamor in Irish Grove these days. What began as a few appeals, inquiries, and an occasional nudge, perhaps, has steadily grown to what I might deem a racket, a ruckus, a downright cacophony. Allright, so cacophony may be a slight exaggeration. People wan
February has given us a welcome winter reprieve. We realize that the warm weather isn’t going to last long, so we made the most of it while we could. This has gotta last us through April. Well, at least according to Punxsutawney Phil.
I have a part-time job where I work at an environmental center. One of the classes we teach is called Outdoor Living Skills. We use something we call “the Rule of 3’s” to teach kids how to prioritize their survival needs in an emergency. Everyone needs food, water, a
The local newscaster informed us this morning that our -23 degrees outside was every bit as cold as the South Pole. The South Pole!! That’s right. They woke up to -23 degrees, too. Now that’s cold. We’re warmer than the North Pole. Warmer! They woke up to a balmy -8
When you live in the country, you can park your vehicle in the middle of the road. You can leave the keys in the ignition in your vehicle in the middle of the road. You can even leave the engine running with the keys in the ignition in your vehicle in the middle of the road. And ain
Marcel and I have joined the ranks of homeowners, but we are more adeptly described as loan-owers. We are buying the farmhouse, farm buildings and 5 acres from “the farm” (AKA mom). I giggled as I watched our new horse Brittany slowly and painstakingly slip and slide her w