Maisey

This is a post about our cow. Maisey lived at a home dairy before she came to live with us. She was one of a small herd of about 7 cows, both mature, milking Jerseys and a few calves. She was sold only because the woman who originally owned her was about to have another …

Goodbye Summer (part 2)

…..then one August morning, Montana decides she is done with summer and catapults herself and all her citizens into fall. And here we are. The last few days of August. We are still a bit smokey from the nearby Glacier National Park fires. We had a little rain yesterday which should clear us out for the …

It’s amazing when just one day of posting is interrupted. So many happenings on the farm make it hard to catch up. Then, poof. It’s been 6 weeks since you blogged. A web friend calls it perfectly: “if I miss my writing window it is very hard to get back to in the course of …

We move Maisy into a new paddock every couple days. She eats everything in her smallish area and drops “gifts” in a fairly intense manner. This has a multifold purpose. She eats the top 1/3- 1/2 of all the greens~ not just the choice ones, and she deposits fertilizer throughout. Then we move her to …

Busy, busy….

…busy. I think I’ll rename spring “busy- ness without end, amen”. Nice ring, huh? We have been ramping up the outside work with the warm weather. Two of the kids I have home right now have been trying to fit in yard/ farm work in between baseball practice and college finals.  I have been spending …

Right now on the farm…..

….it’s 7 o’clock in the morning and still dark. It won’t be light for another hour or so. There’s a cup of coffee steaming on the desk next to me and a cat in my lap (achooo!). The house is still quiet and Christmas music is playing in the living room. We (translation: “I-make-the-kids”) listen …

Digging out from a snowstorm is always a chore.  Luckily we have a friend who has a snow plowing business and he comes out to clear out our driveway after big dumps like this one. But the snow around the house is usually shoveled out by hand. Not fun but necessary. Just like weeding the garden. …

Christmas is in the air. The older children should be home from hither and yon soon (college and some place overseas which shall remain nameless). Time to prepare for the big onslaught! I can’t wait for all to be home!!!! Ok~ wreath making first. I LOVE to make our wreaths au naturel and all wild …

Thanksgiving is probably my most favorite holiday. I have amazing memories of Thanksgiving with my family of origin (that sounds so sterile, clinical: family of origin. How can such a title describe my wonderful little mother (she’s little now. She used to look me square in the eye when I was a teenager) and bigger-than-life …

the last drive before snow

It’s seven o’clock and still dark. I’m not sure if it will be light by 8. I can’t see outside but I can hear the wind rushing around the house. We must have a window open a tiny crack because I can hear a whistling coming from somewhere. Winter came with a bang this year. …