Wednesday, August 24, 2011


This is the sight outside our front door today:

There are two buzzards sitting on the fence at the water trough.

I wonder who they're waiting for ...

Friday, August 19, 2011


You probably already know I love my cows. I love the way the look. I love the way they sound. I love the way they smell. (NO, I don't mean the manure smell. I mean the sweet cow smell.) I just love everything about them.

Elsie and her boy are in the pen this week. Els is rehabbing a bad leg and her boy is just mooching. He's big enough to be weaned, but he puts up such a fuss twice a day (milk time) that I gave in and penned him up too. The bad news is that both of them are headed to town next week. Elsie's injury isn't something she'll get over, and the drought and good calf prices have demanded we ship calves a little earlier than ususal.

But they don't know that now! In the meantime, Elsie is enjoying her stay at Moo Motel - shade, hay, cubes, water - all within a short walking distance and without any competition. And her boy is loving a free milk meal whenever he wants.

Oh, and he's loving this, too:

(look at that milk foam in the corner of his mouth - pathetic!)

A mother's love is a great thing - no matter what species you are!


Here's what you'd see if you walked into our family room today:

What's that? You mean not everyone has an elk and a buffalo in the middle of their family room? Huh. I didn't realize that.

"What you lookin' at, Willis?" MOO.


I'm trying very hard to find beauty in the midst of this drought. And I'm trying to post in a positive tone, so as not to let on how desperate we feel for the need for rain - in case you're wondering why you haven't heard from me in a while. It's been hard to find the beauty and positivity! Rain, please. Pretty, pretty please.

We've been watching these cardinals feast for a couple of weeks now. It's a hoot, and a pleasant distraction from the struggles of finding hay, checking water, and so on. So I thought I'd share!

Big John's valiant efforts to save sunflower seeds for next year made it this far:

He harvested the largest, most promising seed heads and hung them on the fence. I think the next step was that someone (me?) was supposed to get paper sacks and bag the flower heads. Oops. And so the sunflowers have hung on the fence for quite a while now...

And then came the cardinals!

And they called all their friends!

And they have feasted gratefully on the forgotten sunflower heads!

It means we won't have any seeds saved for spring planting, but the cardinals are very happy! It's worth it!

Monday, August 8, 2011


There wasn't much left.

Some spindly, thirsty corn;

some scritchy, scratchy okra;
(yes, I made up "scritchy")

and hot-as-firecrackers peppers.
Lots and lots and lots of peppers.

We finally cried "uncle" and pulled it all. All except my precious herbs. They'll be on the drying rack before too long.

The garden now looks like the rest of our land:

a dry


barren wasteland.



My new-found love of sewing

has sparked a new-found need for new shoes.

(And NO, shoe #2 and shoe #3 are NOT the same shoe - color counts.)

YIKES! I need to scout out hiding places before Big John gets home.

These are definitely not teacher shoes!!!!