For a jigsaw puzzle of this classic Big Horn Mountains shot, go HERE.
Tuck
I do this to myself way too often! I had a hen go broody soon after I got Harold, a rooster from Victoria. Come to find out, it only takes 48 hours after you get a rooster that the eggs are fertile. I think I waited over a week and then gave her five eggs….
Dust Bowl
Time to move cows that haven’t calved to new, fresh pasture. I haven’t been down here in quite a while and while Vernon had mentioned how dusty it was, I was shocked when I saw it. I can’t hardly see Vernon ahead of me in his side by side. Look at the depth of that…
Cute Eggs
There’s still time… run out and buy some cheap plastic eggs… Grab a drill and a string… Before you know it… you’ll have a cute egg garland to decorate with. You’re welcome.
Fingers Crossed
I stopped in while Brandon was loading seed. First came oats. Thirteen fifty pound sacks. Then three sacks of alfalfa seed. I don’t know how many times he had to refill to get across the field, but he kept going until after dark. Now off to other fields. Monday and Tuesday is a good chance…
Dramatic View
While calving in the cows continues, spring/summer is already upon us and the guys are hoping to get things growing while there’s still some moisture in the soil and before the slight chance we have of rain appears. The fields up here are being sewn with oats as a cover crop for alfalfa. I like…
Throwback Thursday: More Spit Than Bubbles, v.2.0
I find myself longing for the Good Old Days… this was first published March 29, 2016. Sometimes life is Pretty Darn Good. Things seem to go along as planned… Oh, sure, once in a while things crop up that pose challenges. But nothing that a little hard work won’t eventually overcome. If you think about…
Wordless Wednesday: Pine Cones
For a jigsaw puzzle of these “bouquets” of pine cones, go HERE.
What is It?
On our little trip up the mountain yesterday, I have to admit I saw something I hadn’t noticed before. Tromping through the soft and mushy snowdrifts, we’d come out on bare ground, then another drift, then bare ground, and I noticed something. The ground was covered in a white translucent cover of something. Not snow,…
Up the Mountain
Last year, Vernon and I would take our Sundays to see how far up the mountain we could go in our side by side. After doing maintenance on my side by side, lunch, and a hair cut for Vernon, up the mountain we went. This is March. We shouldn’t be able to make it too…
Innovative
While I continue to struggle to pair my camera and iPad and download some cool photos… I thought I’d share a bit more on water saving techniques but not the check dams and leaky weirs from yesterday. This is for those of you living on city streets with gutters and curbs. I’m sure you’ve seen…
Check Dams
I traveled up the mountain to my Tanasi land… a bit of the mountain I call my own. Tanasi is my great great grandmother’s name. Somewhere in my brain, I had it that “tana” means weaver and “si” is a diminutive. So I thought her name meant Little Weaver. Going through my Choctaw dictionary, I…