So much is happening on the farm right now that I can't keep up. Haying has come to a halt because of the rain, but a few dry days and the men will get back to that. We are rotating the cows from pasture to pasture. They like the old heifer pasture best for some reason and would rather go there, especially at night. However, we are putting them up behind the barn as we need to get that chewed down pretty quickly.
One of the cows in my string started acting strangely about ten days ago. Bailey had been bred in October and re-bred in March. However, after milking along very nicely for a cow so long in milk, she suddenly dropped precipitously in production. Then her udder swelled up and became oddly fleshy and she would not let down her milk. We couldn't figure out what was going on until last Thursday when she wouldn't come in with the other cows.
The boss told us she was losing her calf. As we thought she was pregnant to the March service we expected a total disaster. However the next day we went out and there she was with a tiny little bull calf....obviously she had been pregnant to the October service. The calf was six weeks early and should not have survived. Instead he is so lively he is hilariously funny, following everyone around the barn butting them in the fanny and dancing like a fawn. I can't describe to you how tiny he is...like a little velvet plush toy. I will try to get some pics today.
The kids named him Scooter and have a great time with him. We were pretty lucky as Bailey came into milk as if she had gone through a normal pregnancy and although her milk can't be put in the tank yet and is being used to feed calves, soon she will once again be a productive member of the herd. I am glad because I really like her.
The kids also rescued an abandoned kitten from the hay mow. Sinopa had three, two tortoiseshells and an orange and white one. When the hay started coming down into the mow she removed two, but left one little tortie behind. The poor thing was so hungry that she was hanging out the haymow window screaming. The kids drove down to a friend's farm to borrow a kitty crate and little Nom Noms now resides in the kitchen, much to Elvis's chagrin. (If he knew she was also noming food from his canz he would really be ticked off.)
Some Amish contractors came in to measure the barn roof for repairs and hopefully will be giving us a good estimate on that, and a scrap guy came in to bid on some old machinery we have around. Another hopeful prospect as maybe one can pay for the other. Plus feed reps have been coming by....Alan went up to the brother's house and got some honey from his bees yesterday. Fantastic stuff! I love honey anyhow, but this is really good. So many activities...so little time....
Well, time for the salt mines..have a good one!
****I forgot to give Becky credit for taking these photos
(And what with the beans and peas being planted just a little ways from here, not necessarily a welcome guest). These pics were taken through the living room window...the lower one by Alan who crawled on his hands and knees to get closer to the window to get a photo of her...she was looking right at us! I'll bet she has a fawn hidden out there near the lawn, since she was not at all inclined to leave even with a bunch of people peering out at her.
You can file your testimony on the topic here. For background the DEC here in NY is planning regulations that would force most existing stoves to be taken out of service whether they are bothering anybody or not. No other state has put in place such restrictive rules, although several have regulated stack height and siting.
A few bad apples shouldn't cause people like us who sited our stove with great care and maintain it well to have to spend tens of thousands of dollars to heat our home. At this point should OWFs be banned not only would we be forced to abandon a ten-thousand dollar stove, but we would also have to purchase a new indoor furnace as ours is defunct. Below is the testimony I submitted via the form linked to above.
Thousands of rural New Yorkers rely on outdoor wood stoves for safe, economical heat from a renewable resource, which does not depend on fossil fuels. Our own family turned to an outdoor device when we could no longer afford to heat our home with heating oil. One year alone we spent over three thousand dollars on heating fuel and that was before the price ongoing price spike. I estimate that it would now cost us at least five thousand dollars as we have an old Victorian farm house that is nearly impossible to heat. At this point our only cost to stay warm in the winter is a little electricity and some chain saw chains and gas, as we have our own wood source. It is our only source of hot water in our home as well...year round.
I am afraid we would suffer greatly without it. We run a dairy farm and our income has been horribly curtailed by low milk prices. Perhaps we would even have to sell our farm and move to a warmer climate if we could no longer heat with wood. I will not use an indoor wood device because of the danger of a house fire.
Strong consideration should also be given to the Deep Water Horizon oil spill when comparing the environmental impact of OWFs. I can't imagine how many wood stoves would have to burn for centuries to have such an immense negative impact on the environment.
Please allow us to continue to use our own resources to heat our homes and to heat our water even in the summer. Thanks
Due to popular demand I put the spider photos up here. They are truly ugh-some. I don't particularly mind spiders, but this one gave me the willies and worse. Liz spotted her in the milk house. I hope I never see her or anything like her ever again, thank you.....
Meanwhile, I think these are prettier than the spider.
Today is the last day to vote in the photo contest. I have been amazed and delighted by how kind friends and family have been about voting for my pic. Thank you all very, very much!
As for things at the farm...the rain has shut us right down. The moisture was needed but it doesn't enhance the hay making experience. It can stop now for a while. The men got the bale thrower fixed-hopefully, but not cheaply. I got part of the garden weeded. Germination was pretty lousy probably because of the dry period. I can't even tell where some of the rows are. Maybe the rain will still bring some things up.....Onions look good anyhow and we planted shallots for the first time and they look great. I have never had any experience with them, but the boss bought the bulbs because hie mom used to like to grow them. Have you ever tried them?
But I don't want to post it. It is the biggest spider I have ever seen...it was over in the milkhouse and covered a good part of a round faucet handle. Liz made me take a picture for proof of its ridiculous girth and circumference. It is also the ugliest thing I have seen in my life and I like you folks...so I hate to make you look at something like that. An orb web garden spider it isn't.
Don't forget to vote in the photo contest if you have time....it ends tomorrow and I am crossing my fingers (which makes it very, very hard to type.)
Having been raised as a Catholic and been dragged to church on a pretty regular basis, I seem to have spent an inordinate amount of time running a gang symbol through my fingers during boring sermons when we were kids...... Nowadays Becky carries one with her most of the time. In fact she likes to send her favorite one along with family members whom she loves...makes her feel better about their safety and all. Who would have guessed that we were showing our criminal colors?
Only a couple more days until the contest ends and the photo "Liz and Jack is still in the top ten. Some people have done even better than I have and have voted on days when I forgot. Thanks to every single one of you for voting every day!
The men got some hay in the barn yesterday,.... two good sized loads. They were working on the third and hoping for the fourth when the bale kicker STB at the same time as a bolt came out of the tie rod end on the 930 Case, which Alan was driving, causing it to cease to steer. So haying came to an abrupt halt, as the parts folks were enjoying holiday weekend.
And our grain company fired our nutritionist recently and sent in a new guy. His sole effort was to leave his card in the milkhouse and go on his merry way. Didn't bother to come to the house or look behind the barn for the guys.
A salesman who can't even pull out his phone to tell you he is at the barn doesn't really want to talk to you in my opinion and isn't much use. It was a last straw sort of thing. Our old nutritionist was the reason we started buying from the particular company in the first place. He actually understood the whole concept of a farm needing to make money to stay in business. When grain got high and milk prices plunged he managed to formulate a bare bones dairy ration which got some milk out of the cows without costing three hundred bucks a ton. We had been feeding it for quite a while.
However, even that feed had crept up in price and our pellets were being made at a new mill and were breaking down into powder. It is hard as heck to feed uneven grain when you feed by volume, which we do....so we were getting close to changing anyhow. Liz only needs to get a computer that will run her ration software and she can formulate our feed, which would allow us to feed commodities without worrying about anything.
The firing was the last straw, so the boss went and got a pick up load of soy and corn meal, and Liz broke out a bag of top dress minerals and we are winging it. Although the cows are milking okay on the new stuff some of them don't want to come in the stall for it.
That is where the wonderful new hay comes in. Offer a stubborn one a handful of that and she can't get herself in line fast enough. Time will tell how this all works out but I am getting sick of companies that fire employees who make a real effort for farmers. This happened once before to us and the cows dropped on production like a rock...so did our bottom line. That grain company sold out to the big guys not so much later. It boggles my mind that they do that kind of thing, because I guarantee that they will lose a lot of customers over it. And it started raining last night and rumbled and grumbled all night long. It has been dry and we needed it but I hope it gets itself over with and sunny skies and functional machinery return.
Stolen sheep found in car....FOURTEEN of them! Sadly the poor animals had a rough time of it and some of them died. Looks like they may be finding the thieves pretty quickly.
Lots of hay this spring and summer will hopefully keep this guy busy all next winter. (Some of yesterday's corporate logos came from this truck and Dab Farms milk hauling owns it.)
All next month at Tryon County Books. My folks will offer twenty-percent off and free domestic shipping from June 1 to June 30th at their amazing book store.
Mom maintains a wonderful website featuring many items from their stock of books. She adds new items frequently and has been doing a lot of updating recently.
Here are links to some of the categories that they offer:
Since 1952 we have been dealing in The Old and Unusual.
We now offer a great collection of fine quality Specialty Books. Our aim is to provide you with books you will be proud to own, and pleased to have in your collection.
If you should be unhappy with your purchase, for any reason, we will do our best to rectify the problem.
All descriptions are as accurate as we can make them. We try to describe any blemishes or faults, without emphasizing them. While we do not want to dissuade you from purchase we do want you to know what you will be getting.
Stop by their virtual book lovers' wonderland of historical and modern, old and unusual and tell them I sent you.
It ends on June 4th. I would be most grateful if you took a minute to scroll through the wonderful entries and enjoy many aspects of farming and ranching.......and if you vote for mine...well that is great. You can vote once each day as long as the contest continues.
Heavy and sweet, the scent of wild grapes and black locust lies on the valley like a mantle. Chores are done, everyone else is off to work, or off to buy seed or off doing some other thing....
Then a storm comes grumbling down from the mountains, lightning flashing over the northern towns, thunder rumbling, rumbling, rumbling
The breeze picks up and whirls stray feathers and hay stems in rising circles The air changes....sharply warning. Weather is coming
Nobody home but me......
Jack the pony in from his yard, safe in the barn and fed and watered. Showed me some flash and dance but I have his number. *Check
Guinea roosters locked up in the hen house *Check
Laundry down and folded *Check
Computers off and unplugged *Check
Cat in his kennel, Nick in the house...mad cat; happy dog *Check
Tomato plants tucked up under the table, safely out of the wind *Check
Wood stove filled for the night while the wood is still dry *Check
Gael blissfully oblivious, slumbering through it all. Merciful deafness wraps her safe in sleep, free from her terror of booms and bangs. *Check
Time to sit down and watch the weather roll by. I hate to say the words but we could use a touch of rain (just a touch, for Heaven's sake hold the monsoons.) The grass is slowing down its rampant spring growth and things are wilting down.
Huh, no storm, three and half drops of rain, and five minutes of howling wind....what's up with that?
Is lamented in USA Today. The closing of small, USDA inspected plants is a sad matter for farmers who wish to participate in the local food movement. A couple years back we sold some pork the boss raised at what was at the time a premium price. We could have sold much more than we did and we could easily raise more. However, with the threat of new rules putting even more small slaughter houses out of business, we have backed off from the pig project.
Interestingly the article quotes a local lady who has been very active in matching farmers with facilities and markets. Nice to see her efforts getting some real attention.
Noms! I want noms!!
Well, time for the salt mines..have a good one!
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