Tuesday morning dawns over the Pacific NW and it is forecast to be a drizzly grey day. MJ said it is going to be a bad hair day…do I have to resurrect the plastic bag ?? smile.
Before I review the “goings on” down on the ranch I would like to ask you all to keep Mom S in your thoughts and prayers. Mom has been a great advocate of the ranch and despite her misgivings about engineer city boy son becoming a farmer has been there with advice and support. She had an accident yesterday and must be feeling like she was kicked by a cow today. ..keep smiling Mom, we love you.
After morning chores were completed Greg and Woofer Intern Wesley got down and dirty (really dirty!) cleaning out a drain in the cow barn. It is possibly common knowledge that anything on the floor in the cow barn is going to be NASTY,…and that drain was!!! The very technical ultra efficient bucket attached to a plastic pipe and topped by some big stones has served as a drain for many years…and for just as many years it has been chock- a- block choked up with cow poo, diluted cow poo, healthy cow pats, pooy mud and pooy rocks. Pooy cow barn drains aren’t good any day…on hot, humid days they are as nasty as poo can get and Greg, in his “BOSS” t shirt decided in his wisdom that yesterday was THE day to clear out the drain ..and find out where (and if ) it drains. Always a good thing ! smile. Eventually the end of a mucky hosepipe nosed out of an overgrown pipe in the current sheep’s pasture after working its way under the barn. Wesley, concentrating on the job in hand and possibly wishing she was on a beach in Barbados, didn’t notice that Alissia the doeling had come to join the hole digging party and furthermore, didn’t realize that Alissia was taking her lunch and snacking on the underwear peeping out of the top of her jeans!
From cleaning drains, the intrepid two moved on to lumberjacking…smooth transition eh ?! Greg in the tractor and Wesley swinging chains set to work moving fallen trees. Bran supervised from the cab of the truck and wished that he was set free….. so many sticks to chase, so much fun he was missing. Greg advised Wesley that the official name for her afternoons activity was a “Choke setter” and almost choked himself when Wesley brightly responded “Oh, does that mean I get paid ?” Quick transition on to another subject. Smile.
Last night we attended a meeting for the Farm Tour which is set for the first day of October. Attending anything at 6.30pm is difficult, attending a meeting directly from the barn on a hot steamy day is not pleasant. Still steaming from close contact with Macho the buck who is smelling strongly of a goat looking for love and the horses sheep and chickens who all have their own particular aromas, we headed down to Key Center for the meeting. We took seats at the end of the table, together, the fumes must have been rancid but the meeting wasn’t adjourned, so I guess either we weren’t that bad or, as I suspect, everyone is too nice.
Got to go, please remember Mom and Mum who need your prayers and keep safe and well. Have a great day. M
Before I review the “goings on” down on the ranch I would like to ask you all to keep Mom S in your thoughts and prayers. Mom has been a great advocate of the ranch and despite her misgivings about engineer city boy son becoming a farmer has been there with advice and support. She had an accident yesterday and must be feeling like she was kicked by a cow today. ..keep smiling Mom, we love you.
After morning chores were completed Greg and Woofer Intern Wesley got down and dirty (really dirty!) cleaning out a drain in the cow barn. It is possibly common knowledge that anything on the floor in the cow barn is going to be NASTY,…and that drain was!!! The very technical ultra efficient bucket attached to a plastic pipe and topped by some big stones has served as a drain for many years…and for just as many years it has been chock- a- block choked up with cow poo, diluted cow poo, healthy cow pats, pooy mud and pooy rocks. Pooy cow barn drains aren’t good any day…on hot, humid days they are as nasty as poo can get and Greg, in his “BOSS” t shirt decided in his wisdom that yesterday was THE day to clear out the drain ..and find out where (and if ) it drains. Always a good thing ! smile. Eventually the end of a mucky hosepipe nosed out of an overgrown pipe in the current sheep’s pasture after working its way under the barn. Wesley, concentrating on the job in hand and possibly wishing she was on a beach in Barbados, didn’t notice that Alissia the doeling had come to join the hole digging party and furthermore, didn’t realize that Alissia was taking her lunch and snacking on the underwear peeping out of the top of her jeans!
From cleaning drains, the intrepid two moved on to lumberjacking…smooth transition eh ?! Greg in the tractor and Wesley swinging chains set to work moving fallen trees. Bran supervised from the cab of the truck and wished that he was set free….. so many sticks to chase, so much fun he was missing. Greg advised Wesley that the official name for her afternoons activity was a “Choke setter” and almost choked himself when Wesley brightly responded “Oh, does that mean I get paid ?” Quick transition on to another subject. Smile.
Last night we attended a meeting for the Farm Tour which is set for the first day of October. Attending anything at 6.30pm is difficult, attending a meeting directly from the barn on a hot steamy day is not pleasant. Still steaming from close contact with Macho the buck who is smelling strongly of a goat looking for love and the horses sheep and chickens who all have their own particular aromas, we headed down to Key Center for the meeting. We took seats at the end of the table, together, the fumes must have been rancid but the meeting wasn’t adjourned, so I guess either we weren’t that bad or, as I suspect, everyone is too nice.
Got to go, please remember Mom and Mum who need your prayers and keep safe and well. Have a great day. M
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