Saturday, May 19, 2012

Farming

Is that puppy tied up?


We still are. Or at least the boss is. He mowed the first hay yesterday in the Old Spreader field and we are hoping for enough heat and wind to dry it so he can bale it. If not he will chop it. We've been buying feed for months and although the cows are at pasture the heifers still need to be fed. It would be nice to have our own.


The robins fledged this morning. Must have been very early as they were gone when I went out to sit on the porch and talk on the phone with my boy who is working in the city today. It sure is interesting to hear his tales of life and construction in the Big Apple. Whole nother world down there.


I guess I will keep this rural, bright green paradise of a world for now, despite the money to be made in the city. Our tire guy (who is a real nice fella, as is his whole family) stopped by to pick up a forgotten tool yesterday and remarked on how peaceful it was out among the green trees and fields and how much he would like to live here. Sometimes it is easy to forget all that when the snow is blowing and stuff is breaking down right and left. Takes somebody else's eyes to remind us.

7 comments:

joated said...

"Takes somebody else's eyes to remind us."

As they say, "the grass is always greener..." or "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone..."

(That last part comes from here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94bdMSCdw20 )

joated said...

Oops. Forgot to comment on the Robins: Wishing them fair skies, following winds...and slow barn cats!

Rev. Paul said...

We lived on the edge of farm country for decades, and (fortunately) I've not forgotten how nice the country living is. It's only in the last 15 years that we've been in more urban settings, to my everlasting chagrin.

Anonymous said...

THe same thing here, after working in the vegetable garden , sat out on the porch enjoying the green and peacefulness and thinking our house may not be as big and beautiful as the ones in the developments around here, but I don't have to spend all weekend inside taking care of it either. Its hard to remember that in the winter.

Terry and Linda said...

You are so right! Give me the farm any day....paradise right here. I've worked in the towns and I sure got tired of all the stuff there and working in a company brings other stuff. So just being out here working on the problems here is such a relief and a true gift from God.


Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
http://deltacountyhistoricalsociety.wordpress.com

Cathy said...

So your boy and the young robins are off exploring the world on their own. I know you miss them all :)

And that is so true about life.

" . . someone else's eyes . . ."

threecollie said...

Joated, an old favorite of mine from back in the day! Haven't seen any of this brood since lift off although there are several other sets around

Rev. Paul, I'm sorry you have to do urban. We lived in town for fifteen years when we were first married, and although we came to the farm every day to work, I truly hated town living. I am such a hermit.

Linda, you betcha! I hate all that town "stuff"

Cathy, the robins are a mixed thing. They were fun, but I felt guilty going out on the porch. The boy, well, him being gone leaves a pretty big hole, but I wish him all the best and lots of success. He came home this weekend and we got to spend some time together...just a few hours, but it was great!