tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33315918869467390332024-03-13T01:37:31.391-06:00Welcome Home FarmEnjoy the tid-bits of our everyday life: dairy goats, sheep, poultry, beekeeping, gardening, cheese making, spinning and knitting, quilting, and soap making. We're not experts, but we are willing to give almost anything a try! We're learning something new everyday--drop by once in a while and see what we've learned today!TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.comBlogger822125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-39192911738208439572022-12-30T14:30:00.005-07:002022-12-30T14:30:41.952-07:00New Blog Site<p> Hi Everyone!</p><p>We've moved the blog to a new site. It looks so nice! Thanks to Heather for getting it all set up!</p><p>https://mywelcomehomefarm.com/</p><p>We'll see you at the new site!</p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-28810810013786200962022-11-28T14:35:00.006-07:002022-11-28T14:38:52.260-07:00Daisy, the Pet Chicken, and Other News<p> In this post:<br />Daisy, our pet chicken. An update on Gunner, the goat. And we're a little famous.</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fwqCsbIA1hdNHqhNIaRgR37AsnIKeivhV-YBjVlQ4KJdxujmOXHJHKnTAGegCgjv1lbtEUL_Dae_qHChDGdnzsvrfbAklKPi4CDzzbRgcAecZ5BmJ-qak4AFfwo_v0Rc6E_BoGZIp5TUxqzUCMRNrjwe0kr2OfvJOZXH8EJkB6ctkjTeY31Cx0cx/s640/Daisy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fwqCsbIA1hdNHqhNIaRgR37AsnIKeivhV-YBjVlQ4KJdxujmOXHJHKnTAGegCgjv1lbtEUL_Dae_qHChDGdnzsvrfbAklKPi4CDzzbRgcAecZ5BmJ-qak4AFfwo_v0Rc6E_BoGZIp5TUxqzUCMRNrjwe0kr2OfvJOZXH8EJkB6ctkjTeY31Cx0cx/s320/Daisy.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>This is Daisy. I only name the special chickens. Most of the other chickens are good to come when I call. They all know I have food for them.<p></p><p>Daisy is a funny chicken. She's more like a pet. She comes and talks to me every morning. Sometimes she follows me around a little when I'm doing the other chores.</p><p>One day she wanted me to follow her. </p><p>I didn't know what she was doing. She would come 'cluck, cluck' at me, then walk away. </p><p>Then she would come back and talk to me more.</p><p>I finally followed her. She led me to a stash of eggs!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGk8YU0327RJNkF1VAJmogdJJeZgY1KfMhmL5JaHJhcPzBLep4FXm9LixJXCXww3akRgbV_OaF8F1Rurzs8sCPzA1ZxRArwlTvY-KpKP7TAcAP8s76_EFkycKwA6k34NybuXFJbidnj9YYxFghC1cxdOJOxw7fNeMEM6z3U1zifGSyJGr0duZQlDdb/s640/eggs.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGk8YU0327RJNkF1VAJmogdJJeZgY1KfMhmL5JaHJhcPzBLep4FXm9LixJXCXww3akRgbV_OaF8F1Rurzs8sCPzA1ZxRArwlTvY-KpKP7TAcAP8s76_EFkycKwA6k34NybuXFJbidnj9YYxFghC1cxdOJOxw7fNeMEM6z3U1zifGSyJGr0duZQlDdb/s320/eggs.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Most of them were her eggs. She lays brown eggs. But there were a few other eggs in the little nest along with hers.<div><br /></div><div>Thank you, Daisy!</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><p>Gunner, the little goat with the hurt leg, is doing much better. Sophie and her mom take very good care of him. He's getting back to his energetic little self. He is bright-eyed and happy. He still won't stand on his leg, which is good. His leg still needs to heal.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRd-1E_lQRZ-dVnGwZ4t9JcOwGNw61c3eLhE51t7Ld7oGE9N9FaUngQzHsclmI7OHqR1tMpcegUc1nqXJlNYxskhQ6UjsuuTDgMz9_rnnQl8cbw002I74ufL15HGxMWGUQSilFYeneSDBLLYm98C9mjXIgTTgecgRg520K4uxxKn0biOduY_xIrF0/s256/gunner%20leg%20today.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRd-1E_lQRZ-dVnGwZ4t9JcOwGNw61c3eLhE51t7Ld7oGE9N9FaUngQzHsclmI7OHqR1tMpcegUc1nqXJlNYxskhQ6UjsuuTDgMz9_rnnQl8cbw002I74ufL15HGxMWGUQSilFYeneSDBLLYm98C9mjXIgTTgecgRg520K4uxxKn0biOduY_xIrF0/s16000/gunner%20leg%20today.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The wound still looks a little wet, that's because of the medicine they are putting on it to help it heal quickly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLqV774DPMbDKsPpJ5DnTGfDqH_xovg8z8LUCjLcg_LgEc2dcgFLUhtcgPIb-a0QvtTau0iM9TJ8hR64Grzt5FWXfYr5Zkgbok2qMFQ9LSMYg42katd5_2sBOl9ekuKaLPDz1bn4TUCbNrsKUrXsZ-6Mnc4-KsaFWiJD-c-8Z13bQMyXMFYmytxFd/s256/Gunner%20bathroom.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLqV774DPMbDKsPpJ5DnTGfDqH_xovg8z8LUCjLcg_LgEc2dcgFLUhtcgPIb-a0QvtTau0iM9TJ8hR64Grzt5FWXfYr5Zkgbok2qMFQ9LSMYg42katd5_2sBOl9ekuKaLPDz1bn4TUCbNrsKUrXsZ-6Mnc4-KsaFWiJD-c-8Z13bQMyXMFYmytxFd/s1600/Gunner%20bathroom.jpg" width="192" /></a></p><p>Look at that cute face!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>We're a little famous. Not really famous. </p><p>We've been quietly sharing our farm for many years.</p><p>We have had big groups and small groups come to visit. </p><p>We've had families come, too.</p><p>My guitar and ukulele students like to wander down the little road that leads to the barn and see the animals.</p><p>We love sharing our little farm with other people because most people don't know family or friends with a little farm.</p><p><a href="https://thanksgivingpoint.org/attractions-tickets/farm-country/" target="_blank">Thanksgiving Point Farm Country</a> is a wonderful place to visit, but it's not really a farm. It's more like a zoo for farm animals. </p><p>I have taught people how to care for animals, to preserve food, to make cheese, to milk cows and goats, and how to grow a garden for many years.</p><p>A few people noticed what we've been doing for so long! </p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5-izp7O3AVPIoJtIxo37Nc0SEaAPjSJYcJiZ71RDtd5y-54Qjf0tzWhVhCq7QceaP5VrXlvSD5mQ4-_Jo0EaO2hnPmOYkznQGJaHXbfbzeFOToeGiCW63ngr8Dnc_3hKjoGwTM00nHGsLiNYBPHz0zf4RRm_AE-iIjq4xK7Fab7QIKPSiIXrRqqSJ/s256/magazine%20cover.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5-izp7O3AVPIoJtIxo37Nc0SEaAPjSJYcJiZ71RDtd5y-54Qjf0tzWhVhCq7QceaP5VrXlvSD5mQ4-_Jo0EaO2hnPmOYkznQGJaHXbfbzeFOToeGiCW63ngr8Dnc_3hKjoGwTM00nHGsLiNYBPHz0zf4RRm_AE-iIjq4xK7Fab7QIKPSiIXrRqqSJ/s1600/magazine%20cover.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our family was on the cover of our town's small magazine!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGy1qWF4UUwrPyRPGNaNEEb2V_G42GJwij-pBP39kbyNXx72wz7AWePu7EVbF6QDClWIMnGTggMg8UrMOIJhI6hXCybbHeIb2R5UUzlbJgK8LeptDUWnSGHHpNx177o120uczNjO5t4ma1dmVDnJGyPaLB2ktLXKbCZcjQN7JCucndhOrTH1CnGYCY/s640/ASD%20FB%20feature.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="566" data-original-width="640" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGy1qWF4UUwrPyRPGNaNEEb2V_G42GJwij-pBP39kbyNXx72wz7AWePu7EVbF6QDClWIMnGTggMg8UrMOIJhI6hXCybbHeIb2R5UUzlbJgK8LeptDUWnSGHHpNx177o120uczNjO5t4ma1dmVDnJGyPaLB2ktLXKbCZcjQN7JCucndhOrTH1CnGYCY/s320/ASD%20FB%20feature.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And someone at your school wrote a little about us, too. Alpine School District shared it on their Facebook page!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We aren't working on our little farm so we can be famous. We work on our little farm because we love it! We love the animals, we love growing food, and we really love sharing those things with other people. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">If you come, you'll notice that we don't have an admission fee. No tickets required! If you would like to support us, you can support our small business. Our small business is what helps us share our farm with you. <a href="https://prime90.com/" target="_blank">Prime90</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">If you were one of the families that came to Cider Day, thank you! We're so very glad you came!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-58210392091250372242022-11-22T13:52:00.001-07:002022-11-22T13:52:40.531-07:00Pig-sitting and a New Cow!<p> We're pig-sitting this week for our friends. We're not allowed to have pigs in our town, so we're not planning on getting any soon. </p><p>We have an extra stall right now so Nacho is staying just for a few days while our friends go visit family.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipcrWjEGhxHyQ075XIgvtEV6gYef1uy0ujxtzkbyId1GwJ8hVWoSFif_UUq0GphyS9hbxhG59QPn-Ue4I-x_W0gHmjQcMBIApIY0S9Gh_jFMRXTlWm_Ry5moiTbHU-tUSWadd41ZWUr9lNGWQOECvd59RN5KWRQUO8lDJEj3eAbTcHvm2UF8UKtdz9/s4032/cute%20piggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipcrWjEGhxHyQ075XIgvtEV6gYef1uy0ujxtzkbyId1GwJ8hVWoSFif_UUq0GphyS9hbxhG59QPn-Ue4I-x_W0gHmjQcMBIApIY0S9Gh_jFMRXTlWm_Ry5moiTbHU-tUSWadd41ZWUr9lNGWQOECvd59RN5KWRQUO8lDJEj3eAbTcHvm2UF8UKtdz9/s320/cute%20piggy.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>She stays inside with her humans, but we have puppies and I don't think it would be a good idea to have Nacho inside with us.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijowFNXpO7gsqFSWiLyAvis1VJT5EehWhYWlLvkvTLiewru8v43DXrKp7oz8bR_PYZVgMqq1hRkkoTYf4o9jD2HTsoGmMVq_M02URPbr2Utpwp0WzapMU5oTwnHvqM6tGSe-7cERfn5tdNN5tvtDMe3pGVtefpBV5pu6o_2IvxKpo80OmeUZa6Preh/s4032/snuggle%20pig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijowFNXpO7gsqFSWiLyAvis1VJT5EehWhYWlLvkvTLiewru8v43DXrKp7oz8bR_PYZVgMqq1hRkkoTYf4o9jD2HTsoGmMVq_M02URPbr2Utpwp0WzapMU5oTwnHvqM6tGSe-7cERfn5tdNN5tvtDMe3pGVtefpBV5pu6o_2IvxKpo80OmeUZa6Preh/s320/snuggle%20pig.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Her owners brought her some blankets to put in the doghouse that we have inside the stall. She was all snuggled inside when I went out to see her. So cute!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYtT1Q33bEYO_BqMt9Ht--ozwZDpho9zM15oFmzEZnGyc2NCyqu5kDDxb0xX415Rywzi-dkXCVOgZ4TZliWmmzSHEoXiQg5fh-eU2uHcd8j_P4dWKfxPw36NQIPH6NCUcl9amxDpt2fO6PpO-VFoU4JaEKqK5KgHO1Y4C1u62_HwX2YOB7g6qBMPB/s4032/Pig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYtT1Q33bEYO_BqMt9Ht--ozwZDpho9zM15oFmzEZnGyc2NCyqu5kDDxb0xX415Rywzi-dkXCVOgZ4TZliWmmzSHEoXiQg5fh-eU2uHcd8j_P4dWKfxPw36NQIPH6NCUcl9amxDpt2fO6PpO-VFoU4JaEKqK5KgHO1Y4C1u62_HwX2YOB7g6qBMPB/s320/Pig.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Pigs are very smart so we have to make sure she stays inside the stall. If she manages to sneak out, I can catch her because she has a harness on. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Sj09JH1o2o4" width="320" youtube-src-id="Sj09JH1o2o4"></iframe></div><p>She gets food and water every morning and night. She likes to snuffle through the wood chips and see if there are any leftovers hiding. She has been a very good pig so far. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_qDNemw9uTEyETPC8LhMO2UwcaogFF3MxS7Uya-f2oqqUCAbhwxQUSoSDneeiVpnyI6esP922FW14cH6gVs6lVL9Wfl3nJCEB8fkv9Iq5gxoY-0ptMXMEjvj2tem8jpz5uC1jIkdUQTTzN0gVD-PPLGoqGmdqgi1vl8E_exIIT3KYIw_uBKdSuZt/s640/MissE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_qDNemw9uTEyETPC8LhMO2UwcaogFF3MxS7Uya-f2oqqUCAbhwxQUSoSDneeiVpnyI6esP922FW14cH6gVs6lVL9Wfl3nJCEB8fkv9Iq5gxoY-0ptMXMEjvj2tem8jpz5uC1jIkdUQTTzN0gVD-PPLGoqGmdqgi1vl8E_exIIT3KYIw_uBKdSuZt/s320/MissE.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>We also have a new cow. Does she look like Echo? We think she does. Her name is MissE. She is 4 years old and the daughter of Echo.</p><p>Right now we have 3 half-sister cows. Echo was the mother of Sadie and Stormy, too!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1TsA1VgVxVHyh3gVm032NfdyK0GO41dztsPp86V6NS_GzYGEYAglZL-ssmykcZtue_DrDMDsAh4W1tYnohuV8H02u-RVC0OQ6rOc2msxv6x41H3l792xo5Jrv2Tr_kE1WG18vv9qQLd3qUoyzMmmdlhDY2eGAIwvcbKh983Ki-77vM3ojOnIpcDYE/s640/Sadie%20and%20Stormy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1TsA1VgVxVHyh3gVm032NfdyK0GO41dztsPp86V6NS_GzYGEYAglZL-ssmykcZtue_DrDMDsAh4W1tYnohuV8H02u-RVC0OQ6rOc2msxv6x41H3l792xo5Jrv2Tr_kE1WG18vv9qQLd3qUoyzMmmdlhDY2eGAIwvcbKh983Ki-77vM3ojOnIpcDYE/s320/Sadie%20and%20Stormy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Sadie and Stormy don't look like Echo. However, they are both very sweet, gentle cows just like she was. MissE is very friendly, too.<div><br /></div><div>I milked her this morning to see how much milk she had. It wasn't very much. She only had 3/4 gallon. I'll keep milking to see if I can get her to give a little more milk. That would be nice to have goat milk and cow milk.</div><div><br /></div><div>And.... Puppies!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin0Q2C7oPQOuX6la_uZwRC7NUbNJE0WS6hpv-pRheX-POaUaSKP8IdzJzYsUA3uWuJIiOUyaYRg_mpbFpcPZKjYi6NbNkfrS97WZGVYlf9PNbI8rxBObYnI_tLK4RF0rB3UD6apNJsMJEWlTPlKPUWa49PuuumbF5zX6eKG2NXmp1TVlHdqNvgo_lZ/s640/Tub%20of%20puppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin0Q2C7oPQOuX6la_uZwRC7NUbNJE0WS6hpv-pRheX-POaUaSKP8IdzJzYsUA3uWuJIiOUyaYRg_mpbFpcPZKjYi6NbNkfrS97WZGVYlf9PNbI8rxBObYnI_tLK4RF0rB3UD6apNJsMJEWlTPlKPUWa49PuuumbF5zX6eKG2NXmp1TVlHdqNvgo_lZ/s320/Tub%20of%20puppies.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>We bring them outside for a few minutes every day. The easiest way to get them outside is to bring them upstairs in a plastic tote.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNMOmydWCbvWyr1eIAgJhhMV9MmSGswNTlbCFyjqG4c-2zEbFGQZ63TVc__NxEUtbw_xEHcuJUXEhT4dxxdLX-aoX4DgCOR-pwt4HwtNC6WeLVQ5s099OUIKUj3RIM8_O6fFLONCZOVj5SoH5344anpN8W1vjWClOkkSGmWKSn39K3RzFt15xDt518/s640/Puppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNMOmydWCbvWyr1eIAgJhhMV9MmSGswNTlbCFyjqG4c-2zEbFGQZ63TVc__NxEUtbw_xEHcuJUXEhT4dxxdLX-aoX4DgCOR-pwt4HwtNC6WeLVQ5s099OUIKUj3RIM8_O6fFLONCZOVj5SoH5344anpN8W1vjWClOkkSGmWKSn39K3RzFt15xDt518/s320/Puppies.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>Then we let them walk around and sniff all the new smells outside for about 10 minutes. Puppy recess time!</div><div><br /></div><div>When we bring them back into their room, they are ready for a nap because outside is a lot of new sensations for them.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/g4HH5d0AAog" width="320" youtube-src-id="g4HH5d0AAog"></iframe></div><br /><div><br /><p>We love to help our friends and neighbors. It's one of our favorite things to do as a family. Last week our friend's little goat hurt his leg very badly. Sadly, there are no veterinarians that will help us take care of goats so we had to take care of his broken leg ourself.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6jy3tGUn-5d6oTKyq6U5awoIZR6hSK3NYcycLE-Iuq2YIz78gEUJBwTIOoKTcWwmjhPZK9YIlqB4o_YvjgJuGhVdWLG1OQJ3CaJ8HM7RTJpnvLOyx-ghC8_j4Wx0i5HyT1uAKyQWbnELywhIt_cqHedcSc2uBoCksUWkbgMMLG0_HVvLa9uZxSmrj/s640/Unwrapping%20Gunner's%20leg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6jy3tGUn-5d6oTKyq6U5awoIZR6hSK3NYcycLE-Iuq2YIz78gEUJBwTIOoKTcWwmjhPZK9YIlqB4o_YvjgJuGhVdWLG1OQJ3CaJ8HM7RTJpnvLOyx-ghC8_j4Wx0i5HyT1uAKyQWbnELywhIt_cqHedcSc2uBoCksUWkbgMMLG0_HVvLa9uZxSmrj/s320/Unwrapping%20Gunner's%20leg.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Our neighbor cleaned the wound and wrapped the leg in gauze until we could get over to help. They have always been there to help when we needed help, too! Our neighbors are just like family!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWC-G3lQxEfIWSiAwvIdpst2QNKW3GLgnv3kkp2AZcaO6bA7T5K6jQu64G4Lzv9cMjQbbmIb4QIz754AVX0KPFbKXDFjaOImeUNJpUXpZPuaNGXecGvaae3jo3lydyyKTAuUVAZ80rRQKZPJIfcg0Jk6rsYrUKkQf_gg4v17QG7aIzX_yEob7ION5q/s640/Gunner's%20wound%201st%20unwrap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWC-G3lQxEfIWSiAwvIdpst2QNKW3GLgnv3kkp2AZcaO6bA7T5K6jQu64G4Lzv9cMjQbbmIb4QIz754AVX0KPFbKXDFjaOImeUNJpUXpZPuaNGXecGvaae3jo3lydyyKTAuUVAZ80rRQKZPJIfcg0Jk6rsYrUKkQf_gg4v17QG7aIzX_yEob7ION5q/s320/Gunner's%20wound%201st%20unwrap.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>We worked on his leg, and wrapped it back up. The next night it looked better, but still yucky.</div><div><br /></div><div>We treat it with an antiseptic and some wound healing medicines.</div><div><br /></div><div>The little goat's name is Gunner. He belongs to Sophie. Sophie wants to learn as much as she can about taking care of her hurt friend.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSOMvMXR5WZa_OMX0oCvr1mLkIMQ-u_rBpmzUFZUynT5IpyCIY6Heuq8P_89_U7cxhDZBJsCEROJN9oJ__ymRv8HMSh8Cwb9iAawvZQywYy_g2C7toN98pzMaigln1REN5BeuWJaeorgpkBTLmxXihrA8dzmo9k3g8ALz8Q8HaTGddGxpen5NFxXa/s256/S%20helping%20with%20Gunner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSOMvMXR5WZa_OMX0oCvr1mLkIMQ-u_rBpmzUFZUynT5IpyCIY6Heuq8P_89_U7cxhDZBJsCEROJN9oJ__ymRv8HMSh8Cwb9iAawvZQywYy_g2C7toN98pzMaigln1REN5BeuWJaeorgpkBTLmxXihrA8dzmo9k3g8ALz8Q8HaTGddGxpen5NFxXa/s1600/S%20helping%20with%20Gunner.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><br /><div>She can help by putting the medicine on his leg before it gets wrapped up again. </div><div><br /></div><div>We need to look at it every day until the skin is healed. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheoP2N7WdrS_UQCd0t0wULmiQqRQ-rdA8vKo5AXe8jxuzGS7dgbklkNTUCvw_HWARBWlLoSTwG3tfwI6U4etJWD1nVckW42qxDzzO4LINA93JNDzK6iFeAV7HSw2XiGZsDLSx0DzboW9ySLx_ikc4XZ-8uKC5q3tbE_erVX3nxfAKnnB-upaNa6le7/s640/S%20filling%20penG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheoP2N7WdrS_UQCd0t0wULmiQqRQ-rdA8vKo5AXe8jxuzGS7dgbklkNTUCvw_HWARBWlLoSTwG3tfwI6U4etJWD1nVckW42qxDzzO4LINA93JNDzK6iFeAV7HSw2XiGZsDLSx0DzboW9ySLx_ikc4XZ-8uKC5q3tbE_erVX3nxfAKnnB-upaNa6le7/s320/S%20filling%20penG.jpg" width="241" /></a></div><br /><div>Gunner's wound was very, very bad. Sophie learned how to fill up his shot of antibiotics. Her mom gives Gunner the shot, but Sophie is doing everything she can and learning as much as she can.</div><div><br /></div><div>She is a very smart girl and loves her pet goats very much. She'll do anything she can to help them. Way to go Sophie!</div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-62232158935975414512022-11-14T14:14:00.003-07:002022-11-14T14:16:35.136-07:00Puppies, Growing Chicks, and a Livestock Water Fountain<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMiECRE5CcjTDrb7vWQsdseve3xUthEmoBO7FAMIF4xD3FCQOfsGCXr9MqsmuHsiSJgwxzail9eKVItmLljTVAb1PKDLjh6y-l0ZO6-zesqRDOk2blqFvwmbbaQv1inXEC3mw9N5_yNnIRhsH1wc-_DQGq3rINMKBhcUX-sm7tB5UtRWhqjJ3W83Y/s640/Puppies.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMiECRE5CcjTDrb7vWQsdseve3xUthEmoBO7FAMIF4xD3FCQOfsGCXr9MqsmuHsiSJgwxzail9eKVItmLljTVAb1PKDLjh6y-l0ZO6-zesqRDOk2blqFvwmbbaQv1inXEC3mw9N5_yNnIRhsH1wc-_DQGq3rINMKBhcUX-sm7tB5UtRWhqjJ3W83Y/s320/Puppies.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>The puppies are growing and they have opened their eyes.<p></p><p>This week they started eating puppy food mixed with goat milk. There are only four puppies in the photo because sometimes one puppy likes to sleep by themselves. No worries! We still have five fat happy puppies!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEDDBQdijB6fkyb_DNsiNqdBvcczIhJw2WDloGCFUZLYAUWReN7E7757g8xUzO4WlDcFgq0gPXEmyApLoZiFwwbuC5mMEBY_IMKv25H7Y6jO404MFUS1B7Ber1q_p4P-IizYKfUGQZG13D-bJQzTVq9_p_3gG0UF9n2adpZscrxOSSzpsOHvAoVzqf/s640/More%20dogs%3F.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="640" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEDDBQdijB6fkyb_DNsiNqdBvcczIhJw2WDloGCFUZLYAUWReN7E7757g8xUzO4WlDcFgq0gPXEmyApLoZiFwwbuC5mMEBY_IMKv25H7Y6jO404MFUS1B7Ber1q_p4P-IizYKfUGQZG13D-bJQzTVq9_p_3gG0UF9n2adpZscrxOSSzpsOHvAoVzqf/s320/More%20dogs%3F.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>No, we only have 3 dogs. We have Mishka, the dog who had puppies. We have a 13 year old dog named Scout, and a 14 year old dog named JJ. The puppies will all go to new homes. We don't have room for any more dogs!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKQFRB9t_iwpwHrQv2WqmYUQVFvoYkEOY8Aajt3TevGREWPPipkUYMOrZMsZKjwCKYj8-WEtsV6Eys_r_51eEdMzDzdWnCeO6UuEHDLL__GkTZUhlLRk404whYJx___26y3GtQZRQ050zlWWEJlFD7K6hTCF3auRXB4Inr3NRG5vIp0blYNDRfjcs/s588/How%20big%20is%20farm%3F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="588" data-original-width="535" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKQFRB9t_iwpwHrQv2WqmYUQVFvoYkEOY8Aajt3TevGREWPPipkUYMOrZMsZKjwCKYj8-WEtsV6Eys_r_51eEdMzDzdWnCeO6UuEHDLL__GkTZUhlLRk404whYJx___26y3GtQZRQ050zlWWEJlFD7K6hTCF3auRXB4Inr3NRG5vIp0blYNDRfjcs/s320/How%20big%20is%20farm%3F.jpeg" width="291" /></a></div><br /><p>Our farm is almost 1 1/2 acres. I'm not sure if you understand how big or small that is. Some people think it's a big piece of land. Some people think it's a tiny farm.</p><p>It's just right for us!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V5zbBPu83VOFsWbjb7QjCG4O8Okt3E4C0q_JAIyfqgSRTzbWmVSG1APrdW-nREwftrB-_uOuY5IEjrHbLNpZjwX0nDo5hTZ_6oysDw7odChEoiNg3V2q6gYtA7kAQfM_orHZbSXxAW7FPwsKhDJqgJodm2DZVSFaqtqIkC8gElkMoZmNF6vXUoJa/s2200/Map%20of%20farm%204-2022_Page_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1325" data-original-width="2200" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V5zbBPu83VOFsWbjb7QjCG4O8Okt3E4C0q_JAIyfqgSRTzbWmVSG1APrdW-nREwftrB-_uOuY5IEjrHbLNpZjwX0nDo5hTZ_6oysDw7odChEoiNg3V2q6gYtA7kAQfM_orHZbSXxAW7FPwsKhDJqgJodm2DZVSFaqtqIkC8gElkMoZmNF6vXUoJa/w400-h241/Map%20of%20farm%204-2022_Page_1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>This is what the map of our farm looks like.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6flTqOBEZJrzMLkdpDgl-KylkcsqC1okcyQaEahX0pR7GbFzvN1qmQHHAPO_31splrjG7fPqoY-jlemnT8abIJ-XOsLgEeFpK1biHMAdoR7ZY9jhIyHAk--31toftWycWxSMSDiJ1CrlhtNGo3eM2EY-tZsqa1S8bEiS9IfYtPF_5pgqJxW8B3NI-/s859/Map%20of%20farm%204-2022_Page_2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="663" data-original-width="859" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6flTqOBEZJrzMLkdpDgl-KylkcsqC1okcyQaEahX0pR7GbFzvN1qmQHHAPO_31splrjG7fPqoY-jlemnT8abIJ-XOsLgEeFpK1biHMAdoR7ZY9jhIyHAk--31toftWycWxSMSDiJ1CrlhtNGo3eM2EY-tZsqa1S8bEiS9IfYtPF_5pgqJxW8B3NI-/s320/Map%20of%20farm%204-2022_Page_2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This is what the land looked like a few years ago. We have a few new sheds now. See if you can find the differences between the old photo, and the newer map.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZbV6xmeyQZ_iWsqj_Ki3HxF_CTKumXBhPZfFg4dyLV9ZDEj0fOoYRahK21j89QDqNuiYd2YCFBbInNIMO2qSqPdZNAwjG_mm0D7H0IH4FQOyIEZySRKMq_wkUcX8rWnWo34Pm-rGc3DbZe-VFsfwapCd1br1c-cdXwHtkuZLzrVMK0IjWheHplMkB/s523/Pigs%20final.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="296" data-original-width="523" height="181" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZbV6xmeyQZ_iWsqj_Ki3HxF_CTKumXBhPZfFg4dyLV9ZDEj0fOoYRahK21j89QDqNuiYd2YCFBbInNIMO2qSqPdZNAwjG_mm0D7H0IH4FQOyIEZySRKMq_wkUcX8rWnWo34Pm-rGc3DbZe-VFsfwapCd1br1c-cdXwHtkuZLzrVMK0IjWheHplMkB/s320/Pigs%20final.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>No, we don't have pigs. We don't plan on getting pigs, either. They are cute to look at, but they aren't very nice farm animals. We'll be babysitting a pig over Thanksgiving Break. I'll take some photos of Nacho when she gets here and gets settled in her stall.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPs383vUPsk2kBypTVXnOLn8j28La2r7M-6VAgoKM2ofrV2EUnIBDJ_QSpk4351CMfDcqWqpeUyYvR_Rkv2gvZ8tvdgbqsJc5BGSoEPHzAJ-dXoW7kzykoAh1fRYWZMOV7zpSihtX6TWtBXk4Rd6QpPu_xY26WqJ8kW3j1WJIeHouRCaNzqcyaidI3/s256/New%20Chicks%20growing%20up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPs383vUPsk2kBypTVXnOLn8j28La2r7M-6VAgoKM2ofrV2EUnIBDJ_QSpk4351CMfDcqWqpeUyYvR_Rkv2gvZ8tvdgbqsJc5BGSoEPHzAJ-dXoW7kzykoAh1fRYWZMOV7zpSihtX6TWtBXk4Rd6QpPu_xY26WqJ8kW3j1WJIeHouRCaNzqcyaidI3/s1600/New%20Chicks%20growing%20up.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div>Do you remember the small chicks in the water barrel? They are growing up! So far the hawk hasn't found them. Sadly, the hawk got one of the turkeys on Saturday. Sometimes it's hard to protect our animals from hawks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxUmdu0ZiAHKBf7ye4y54UV000YnZqQbN1NCPIWr_a-8LGLEb5fZZYsPQWvYsTdLnBDWE11RJ4Fw3oywb1aDA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div><p>Little One, our sheep from last year, likes to drink out of the livestock water fountain. She doesn't like to push her nose down on the lever like the other animals do. She likes to stick her hoof up on the lever and push it down, just like you push the lever on the water fountain at school.</p><p>She lets the water go over the edge while she drinks. This makes a bit of a muddy mess. The chickens come running when they hear Little One drinking. They know they can get a drink from the puddle she makes.</p><p>I don't like the muddy mess that I clean up in the morning. I don't think that I can train Little One to drink like the other animals. </p><p>Do you leave a mess for other people to clean up sometimes?</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-90678739024387723782022-11-07T12:23:00.001-07:002022-11-07T12:23:13.169-07:00Puppies and a New Chicken Coop<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64IHkM12-Zv8Dh_lie6VdUJzOq650wHjqbuhi68EGnD5uOEVQaXQDHWT7h2PdotpOYA5yKXvhEORSOxPS3MF5khLW4tG5EhTPpBwP2vd9JkPdi84VG6yZwxE202W94--xqcfMhxGXRWglwVM9URhhNzms2UmaBYDqCfJmOlmS5nLZ70GxbqU1lywm/s256/Mishka%20Before%20Pups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64IHkM12-Zv8Dh_lie6VdUJzOq650wHjqbuhi68EGnD5uOEVQaXQDHWT7h2PdotpOYA5yKXvhEORSOxPS3MF5khLW4tG5EhTPpBwP2vd9JkPdi84VG6yZwxE202W94--xqcfMhxGXRWglwVM9URhhNzms2UmaBYDqCfJmOlmS5nLZ70GxbqU1lywm/s1600/Mishka%20Before%20Pups.jpg" width="192" /></a></div>This cute dog had puppies on Sunday, October 23. The puppies were two weeks old yesterday and their eyes are just beginning to open.<p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5aPATHWeKuKaHD8JD0wIe0IS7CdzfbNz58LdCjQjY9t1pHTqf62UJBVn9doX-WUHIJhsDYYk6gz0YPw_EHMZLNwIX-ebDlo5WWgq8vu42oJgG22qF6ZMJB75aSd1VqmpdIL9S9L93IGcGMfLokt_YDCfGUZwfhPTTw7x5e6uvBG7z2-808Rxb9aM/s256/New%20Puppy%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5aPATHWeKuKaHD8JD0wIe0IS7CdzfbNz58LdCjQjY9t1pHTqf62UJBVn9doX-WUHIJhsDYYk6gz0YPw_EHMZLNwIX-ebDlo5WWgq8vu42oJgG22qF6ZMJB75aSd1VqmpdIL9S9L93IGcGMfLokt_YDCfGUZwfhPTTw7x5e6uvBG7z2-808Rxb9aM/s16000/New%20Puppy%20(1).jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>Heather and Matt were watching over Mishka and her puppies while the puppies were being born. They weighed each puppy at birth, and wiped them off. </p><p>They gave them back to Mishka as soon as they were done and she finished cleaning them and fed them</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJLbNYQ9HlMNA-fqPbrFHCqsG574Q69L11Wen6A4biindlKfrRJiLgQhZnY5qaRTOdlxCbRzdlac_d07TlLFCxveHlMTXH1KpUm__e1mDmVE22q0PYoxV0_9qgMWXCuNa6_uOQm45EP63j6O3I0Clag0cSUQVAzPICAYhIkQOfVYGj3cZtSrKLRMoI/s256/Miska%20and%20pups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJLbNYQ9HlMNA-fqPbrFHCqsG574Q69L11Wen6A4biindlKfrRJiLgQhZnY5qaRTOdlxCbRzdlac_d07TlLFCxveHlMTXH1KpUm__e1mDmVE22q0PYoxV0_9qgMWXCuNa6_uOQm45EP63j6O3I0Clag0cSUQVAzPICAYhIkQOfVYGj3cZtSrKLRMoI/s1600/Miska%20and%20pups.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>After a few hours they were all clean and dry and snuggling next to Mishka to stay warm, and eat.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bgya2VXLYlE" width="320" youtube-src-id="bgya2VXLYlE"></iframe></div><p>The puppies are so cute and snuggly!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJsxU4PxzL7I6gCD3gP51AHbxS5OzhAUImAG7vNP3UBILxKDltguASmCRM-pESVPHqc9HKJ3UbWb61kEAqhPXYnBnFzpg2rcLC1X3a6cqMOGmSdart3dPkYVTzSqIshM3udZCvsIkLAjolJQ26RE5hLvYckdmiBezpeO-6beYUd1grbwNoMFFPaHB/s640/Tired%20puppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJsxU4PxzL7I6gCD3gP51AHbxS5OzhAUImAG7vNP3UBILxKDltguASmCRM-pESVPHqc9HKJ3UbWb61kEAqhPXYnBnFzpg2rcLC1X3a6cqMOGmSdart3dPkYVTzSqIshM3udZCvsIkLAjolJQ26RE5hLvYckdmiBezpeO-6beYUd1grbwNoMFFPaHB/s320/Tired%20puppies.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>They are growing so fast!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP61oJ0yO3tBIFeHkXk2CyhDcfIQiilLxytrN_Cx8lSIfUqK69vkfyEsi6OPK_mELu1LHI9g9GCxXNRF_HN2kHbbxJF98ciwlrfqUBPW_JyrRtRJgt-JwLR3ZdtULj0ZnGKa4WbbM_wluTeHHzG6pwADtp7szb8Kc-vWH_PoKD49vQ_hf47MDMpbbU/s640/Tired%20puppy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP61oJ0yO3tBIFeHkXk2CyhDcfIQiilLxytrN_Cx8lSIfUqK69vkfyEsi6OPK_mELu1LHI9g9GCxXNRF_HN2kHbbxJF98ciwlrfqUBPW_JyrRtRJgt-JwLR3ZdtULj0ZnGKa4WbbM_wluTeHHzG6pwADtp7szb8Kc-vWH_PoKD49vQ_hf47MDMpbbU/s320/Tired%20puppy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Sometimes they look really funny when they have a full tummy and they are tired.<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div><br /></div><div>We also finished our chicken coop. My friend calls it the Hen Hacienda. I want to make a sign for the door. That would be fun!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/nJn7Z1WntWk" width="320" youtube-src-id="nJn7Z1WntWk"></iframe></div><br /><div><p>Yay! We love it! It's so nice that the chickens have a very nice place to stay out of the rain and wind and snow for the winter!</p><p>* * * * * *</p><p>I hope you had fun on Halloween. We don't get many Trick or Treaters coming by to our house so we give out big candy bars. We know all the kids that come by. It's a fun tradition for us and for them. </p><p>Our street doesn't have street lights. The houses are far apart. Most children like to go to streets where the houses are really close together and there are lots of lights.</p><p>This year we gave out candy bars and books!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ZvD1A7PeMFxKjD5B3ySvDJE50SYDHdxE62oVhF2VHG7WsUpQE_4Rs2s6ZTvbnn5PI694TsKbErodqnimV9KX_7vm3fDDHJVHyTBU--uXQvfnihMDH1lqaTL2TwBJEkrK-ccEkIK43JgUWlfzX_rGHmypraFf2ZAlsFlH01seIOTKU4yHzerSHUe8/s256/books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ZvD1A7PeMFxKjD5B3ySvDJE50SYDHdxE62oVhF2VHG7WsUpQE_4Rs2s6ZTvbnn5PI694TsKbErodqnimV9KX_7vm3fDDHJVHyTBU--uXQvfnihMDH1lqaTL2TwBJEkrK-ccEkIK43JgUWlfzX_rGHmypraFf2ZAlsFlH01seIOTKU4yHzerSHUe8/s1600/books.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We started with 6 boxes of books and people come by early to pick books.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlASYewv94yCY_11cJdQob9hv2_Q3lBJOK3udUwpmrNjQt4MZVWCeljFXTVVDVfU2z6JYMVrhFLAr2qkmcR8h6FFxx3HEu0CHz5PKya_B1nqqcNj1NiGcwEXrBq4GcFBAMgVSSmtMipKSWn7DQ67fPrYN7TrEQYd3Yoa2CE9S5lHJ2UzbMjdxX79D/s256/Books%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlASYewv94yCY_11cJdQob9hv2_Q3lBJOK3udUwpmrNjQt4MZVWCeljFXTVVDVfU2z6JYMVrhFLAr2qkmcR8h6FFxx3HEu0CHz5PKya_B1nqqcNj1NiGcwEXrBq4GcFBAMgVSSmtMipKSWn7DQ67fPrYN7TrEQYd3Yoa2CE9S5lHJ2UzbMjdxX79D/s1600/Books%202.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><br /><p>We put books by the front door in the afternoon and the evening so children would have an easier time looking through the books.</p><p>It was really fun!</p><p>I think the children liked getting a book and a candy bar.</p><p>We had some candy left over, and we have a box of books left over. They will go to school where teachers can see if they want to add them to their prize box or to their classroom library shelves for their students to read.</p><p>I hope you have a lovely week!</p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-88138878094907609782022-10-17T13:49:00.001-06:002022-10-17T13:49:25.465-06:00Cider Day 2022<p> The cider press is put away and the cider is in the freezer!</p><p>We had two Cider Days this year. One was for our friends and neighbors, and one was for you and your families! </p><p>It was so much fun to meet so many of you and have you visit our little farm.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA5o7GefBiNmVQ5p7CJCu8lAHep1x3l450UVBzu1VQugYufKqjGpUNfmK6Ad3FCX1vZju8EeLDX9vSZmjievN2AnQsj2QofaGGvD0pUMTtCQDUFiEIe_Zioka9XzXBvf3ylYgBCqQfx1fwjSHB1lcIwtyIjBIIgvKQubLTR2UVO_xX5v3Pe1x_XtXC/s4032/gathering.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA5o7GefBiNmVQ5p7CJCu8lAHep1x3l450UVBzu1VQugYufKqjGpUNfmK6Ad3FCX1vZju8EeLDX9vSZmjievN2AnQsj2QofaGGvD0pUMTtCQDUFiEIe_Zioka9XzXBvf3ylYgBCqQfx1fwjSHB1lcIwtyIjBIIgvKQubLTR2UVO_xX5v3Pe1x_XtXC/s320/gathering.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everyone who came was so nice. Thank you so much for being kind visitors.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqiU3eskr434Wl2umG_SpIe_0oUQujwZ5DgROP6bbVa9YySIM2znNFg-ObHvYQAXVwQ3dZq7_prTxaIFJ7612qUZyl5iatNsvBd8dPBu-G2r3X8J8R-A53atL_n-GQGPSYNpeR5kJyXYrve--bRF6hFg3GAzjY2OjjY4ChP8IeUs_GiSRwXVhSKsyj/s4032/choosing%20apples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqiU3eskr434Wl2umG_SpIe_0oUQujwZ5DgROP6bbVa9YySIM2znNFg-ObHvYQAXVwQ3dZq7_prTxaIFJ7612qUZyl5iatNsvBd8dPBu-G2r3X8J8R-A53atL_n-GQGPSYNpeR5kJyXYrve--bRF6hFg3GAzjY2OjjY4ChP8IeUs_GiSRwXVhSKsyj/s320/choosing%20apples.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So many apples to choose from!<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWiMie3RiadGTDQ4YM-SXMbgtciYN_sv29pcouu4zECsD__jQ6kVdtGBg4uMexFRhEdksqor6U3JVQsKoVsJIEYatGQPYrfDTV_uxTYo2X-rMAD7wtlDJz2Tkher4zJuaPsUi1ZZqKlj6YhI8Uqu2O4j0WQCqCxQZzXahoM-eZfP44NZ5w02t6UPL/s256/Grinder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWiMie3RiadGTDQ4YM-SXMbgtciYN_sv29pcouu4zECsD__jQ6kVdtGBg4uMexFRhEdksqor6U3JVQsKoVsJIEYatGQPYrfDTV_uxTYo2X-rMAD7wtlDJz2Tkher4zJuaPsUi1ZZqKlj6YhI8Uqu2O4j0WQCqCxQZzXahoM-eZfP44NZ5w02t6UPL/s1600/Grinder.jpg" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apples go into the grinder next.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XQT9KCEe9uMEdBhe2W5uWzkjnC25F_Q-O0M_HFS0zRUi18y0QMOhWwiui0cqYzMLIu9gBchJcNbFSlDtVg4MfSmHQqDyFYZL2hJO7c3ZLMSsm0elalmM9Z5IKOEE3RCcNaZpetN29les-dFJdwlEZaXrKwmU_u9VzjwkNoKkvwCqd5vQbUZHvR7D/s256/grinding%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XQT9KCEe9uMEdBhe2W5uWzkjnC25F_Q-O0M_HFS0zRUi18y0QMOhWwiui0cqYzMLIu9gBchJcNbFSlDtVg4MfSmHQqDyFYZL2hJO7c3ZLMSsm0elalmM9Z5IKOEE3RCcNaZpetN29les-dFJdwlEZaXrKwmU_u9VzjwkNoKkvwCqd5vQbUZHvR7D/s1600/grinding%20(1).jpg" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of metal teeth grind the apples to pulp!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyXn_COYeUBex2qtuShfLMWkPtJicyMdf0i1TvZXYZLGvKmMTPLL4olMnU2I4SRVoLHFJMdNLo8G7oazF7ChQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />...<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/hGlsLFr73vw" width="320" youtube-src-id="hGlsLFr73vw"></iframe></div><br /><div>See how fast it makes mush out of the apples? Imagine what it would do if your fingers got caught. Yikes!</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgm6An0UKzQXPNbRj5zzyuPv2wFcYnW3Fp0c2foYuSmnqFvUTM3BBwMqUnSHVdul3wz3OfrqcMjIcnNoHfPMicNDEuI4M483amC9frUVX4OFx3MmLGTURvIKy13vYHL5akTgcD-Ta5whepgSxrZlIeN3jRQEbziBwIiMqhvydbpRe42tWvs2YIUNu/s4032/at%20the%20press.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgm6An0UKzQXPNbRj5zzyuPv2wFcYnW3Fp0c2foYuSmnqFvUTM3BBwMqUnSHVdul3wz3OfrqcMjIcnNoHfPMicNDEuI4M483amC9frUVX4OFx3MmLGTURvIKy13vYHL5akTgcD-Ta5whepgSxrZlIeN3jRQEbziBwIiMqhvydbpRe42tWvs2YIUNu/s320/at%20the%20press.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The apple mush gets put into the basket. Someone uses the lever to press the apples so the juice comes out. Lots of you had a turn, and I hope you had fun learning about a simple machine.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4e8h39S7SeWZpYPJ7PF_O0JYLjdxWX5M_hXVG55w0UEjrSeSiEc_lav2r5ycZank34CfAx5yNjmAgoHL7HjCCpujuK6g3NUszhW3WPP8ytMTQGTggdP9q6Cxu7M3OEd0Zy2D02ZcK_H8nLP89g3voLWMp9nZdc8y0pStAvua-CIlAP1YiczwRD0O/s4032/1532E19F-23F3-4CF7-8B88-8FEA04E56ACB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4e8h39S7SeWZpYPJ7PF_O0JYLjdxWX5M_hXVG55w0UEjrSeSiEc_lav2r5ycZank34CfAx5yNjmAgoHL7HjCCpujuK6g3NUszhW3WPP8ytMTQGTggdP9q6Cxu7M3OEd0Zy2D02ZcK_H8nLP89g3voLWMp9nZdc8y0pStAvua-CIlAP1YiczwRD0O/s320/1532E19F-23F3-4CF7-8B88-8FEA04E56ACB.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cider comes out through a hose. Someone makes sure the hose goes into a container.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbwts9s4hR4YfN2zKbA6w1fKRFNUUVMmlucJnZL5lQMBGxWDivXm5-FqnvWLHCxZh-RCnFu-chUVKnjC8zbj5iqmkWyNxhUWuK2i6lPYJo4W_N6WU2SrB5GBKMlwZYUPfkklfSvwjjZVWk0JZ1-6Xj05skR-mSyhMwuK209dfxaepU4hcy4DBGP7cf/s4032/tasting%20cider%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbwts9s4hR4YfN2zKbA6w1fKRFNUUVMmlucJnZL5lQMBGxWDivXm5-FqnvWLHCxZh-RCnFu-chUVKnjC8zbj5iqmkWyNxhUWuK2i6lPYJo4W_N6WU2SrB5GBKMlwZYUPfkklfSvwjjZVWk0JZ1-6Xj05skR-mSyhMwuK209dfxaepU4hcy4DBGP7cf/s320/tasting%20cider%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everyone who wants a taste gets one... or two... or three tastes!<br />I hope you thank your teachers for helping.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXKdsX9ML-ioEzXLzh3oloEZm-IKAJCa5T40p3SwsPD4ppTSP9-1hv4p2Td_UlKfQWkdiaf4KeYybkd2Gvwmu7qI77gmfMv7zZQ3_B-I9vPBDzB415c_sgmFFVugsi0qnjOs1E_ah2CK3DY5wtEj02d5StLk1cxaBkrFWa9ys_CUtIg4DCNh1PIj9/s4032/swings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXKdsX9ML-ioEzXLzh3oloEZm-IKAJCa5T40p3SwsPD4ppTSP9-1hv4p2Td_UlKfQWkdiaf4KeYybkd2Gvwmu7qI77gmfMv7zZQ3_B-I9vPBDzB415c_sgmFFVugsi0qnjOs1E_ah2CK3DY5wtEj02d5StLk1cxaBkrFWa9ys_CUtIg4DCNh1PIj9/s320/swings.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm sure our little playground was so glad to have so many children playing there again!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjuIAp345xqBFtsX4M1zOTuzJAKMV5bXzQ3ZtTVNAyEiim6OOr1pcxShEimfcrvgPv2GykG_y1R8uLPV4AejNsNYcf4TQ1EIJEERpI_McOici5NtSpqCa6FYae1Jx5MZ0CVHi2XI6BbM3sr8gFEbBgT546cj73JRqMMkAPQV3C9q_CKu-cTy48qXv/s4032/barnyard%20and%20Sadie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjuIAp345xqBFtsX4M1zOTuzJAKMV5bXzQ3ZtTVNAyEiim6OOr1pcxShEimfcrvgPv2GykG_y1R8uLPV4AejNsNYcf4TQ1EIJEERpI_McOici5NtSpqCa6FYae1Jx5MZ0CVHi2XI6BbM3sr8gFEbBgT546cj73JRqMMkAPQV3C9q_CKu-cTy48qXv/s320/barnyard%20and%20Sadie.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie and Stormy loved all the visitors.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>We had a great time with you all! Everyone was so kind and polite. Thank you for being nice to the animals, too.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxatAzMfOgfRsY5ssnbDj3WMPMozHL3y6cxiOsQxfaseWvCI2OfIxK_Xw5LTy88E88Uk8G2uBibhj3ihT-j7q5J5Rw-ySP6Km5RjxVDpgVhzQkR-CIAQZhVddietSdGXcb8EgPh-NGX0Fky7SPTA4bxTY-JKwoo_mEF2IUOZRdBdq9oM-L4Ys2jwm/s256/Bye!%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxatAzMfOgfRsY5ssnbDj3WMPMozHL3y6cxiOsQxfaseWvCI2OfIxK_Xw5LTy88E88Uk8G2uBibhj3ihT-j7q5J5Rw-ySP6Km5RjxVDpgVhzQkR-CIAQZhVddietSdGXcb8EgPh-NGX0Fky7SPTA4bxTY-JKwoo_mEF2IUOZRdBdq9oM-L4Ys2jwm/w300-h400/Bye!%20(1).jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bye until next time!</td></tr></tbody></table><br />TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-67434523989896560152022-10-10T13:19:00.004-06:002022-10-10T13:20:18.811-06:00Do I Like Living on a Farm? And Other Questions.<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93ZVYPizT-JKJn-mDqwiUhdhf_n0UIjjWuYBxxWCTdSWjKjhrePGUmVnvqtr5O7wZwS67dyr7JySnyzx740T8oOWX8u6F6osTDeszjHu9ukVMGuBVuEISvbDBhaDlAsZEFBxhQxFsVGY21ufIPfZLrRGyB0M1aAuJScmxHw0OoD36H43rYaG9xYiP/s640/barn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93ZVYPizT-JKJn-mDqwiUhdhf_n0UIjjWuYBxxWCTdSWjKjhrePGUmVnvqtr5O7wZwS67dyr7JySnyzx740T8oOWX8u6F6osTDeszjHu9ukVMGuBVuEISvbDBhaDlAsZEFBxhQxFsVGY21ufIPfZLrRGyB0M1aAuJScmxHw0OoD36H43rYaG9xYiP/w400-h300/barn.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9UCRU4u2BwrLWxv60w2M2YJiukg5TWsVI3WZK09BXYqALyFauBwZjOV71ADAjaLzhHqEvXpcZgI1vE75yvl1-BgpIkkbbajSihYx_Wxr8TyuvS-CZDW5MkUmoZ07Yahnpu1hLC-vQEIW5Vb7nAy52N0CG02DRKw2rz7-ugzhPboXaRQeTko-u7PH/s640/Why%202%3F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="184" data-original-width="640" height="115" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9UCRU4u2BwrLWxv60w2M2YJiukg5TWsVI3WZK09BXYqALyFauBwZjOV71ADAjaLzhHqEvXpcZgI1vE75yvl1-BgpIkkbbajSihYx_Wxr8TyuvS-CZDW5MkUmoZ07Yahnpu1hLC-vQEIW5Vb7nAy52N0CG02DRKw2rz7-ugzhPboXaRQeTko-u7PH/w400-h115/Why%202%3F.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>Yes, I'm happy that we have a farm. It's lots of work, but I like being outside every day. I like working hard, and I like being around the animals.</p><p>I like working in the garden. I like growing some of our food. I really like fresh eggs and milk every day! </p><p>I like feeding the lambs in the spring. I like feeding the calf in the fall.</p><p>I like climbing fences (not gates). </p><p>I don't like working in the heat of summer. July and August are hard because they are so hot. I love working in the spring and the fall. </p><p>We live on a farm because we think it's good for our family. We learn to work hard, and we get to eat really good food because we have a little farm.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVSROkwKpSE-wbE8HVrjB5KDZKb3PWXm1qzhLcl2NGZgQJGoWh3sfvn-Co3CZgL8Ut2QOjyYxbHbAdsaftCj-QkhKzrjU_MH6B4airG_59MrLzF0_MIYWG1QA10yv1mtXAwapnFEsAZIOPd-BI-5pphQEB1KJkdGEx3RC6IBeJsqOTiW7o6qUNpdax/s256/IMG_6996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVSROkwKpSE-wbE8HVrjB5KDZKb3PWXm1qzhLcl2NGZgQJGoWh3sfvn-Co3CZgL8Ut2QOjyYxbHbAdsaftCj-QkhKzrjU_MH6B4airG_59MrLzF0_MIYWG1QA10yv1mtXAwapnFEsAZIOPd-BI-5pphQEB1KJkdGEx3RC6IBeJsqOTiW7o6qUNpdax/s16000/IMG_6996.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We grew everything on the plate at our farm. It was a delicious dinner!<br /><p>There are lots of good things we learn and do on the farm. There are hard things, too. We still miss our cow, Echo. She died a few weeks ago.</p><p>Sometimes the garden doesn't grow as well as we hope, that's hard, too.</p><p>Happy thing and hard things are part of everything you choose to do.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSd80eXhRzNvxhbK16PZKARC4FM9WXnnTPog5OJ3moA66E02Tma429HhED5_puIQorP1tRmPm3A1thzUbGzNn99J580pgCWN843SVvtSgNbLOL7YGH_Bhb4lgX5_guG4-HG_XTxHy4UYS3JZOtcB6CQup8fuDTLo2gydLUZIOVVEtxqI5W-HG-945z/s223/Do%20you%20have%20cows%3F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="223" data-original-width="210" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSd80eXhRzNvxhbK16PZKARC4FM9WXnnTPog5OJ3moA66E02Tma429HhED5_puIQorP1tRmPm3A1thzUbGzNn99J580pgCWN843SVvtSgNbLOL7YGH_Bhb4lgX5_guG4-HG_XTxHy4UYS3JZOtcB6CQup8fuDTLo2gydLUZIOVVEtxqI5W-HG-945z/s1600/Do%20you%20have%20cows%3F.jpg" width="210" /></a></div><p>Yes, we have cows on our farm. The cows are usually my favorite animal to work with every day.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4bgcWmW0BrVU0J99ifPWpgZWjGKk6XSszKjT5qQ0zUg03F8g1B77tN2m78CF20sacnF9-4NSFtynHdDe9Insn5CwAQX67he_hvHoLq0PCU2eH2RFdW-PLrxGsnmyiBkPxhRJACMXe9KJCB5oTL5r2CPQXnjHEvNATu9Lyz8UGWto6r-R-S6SUzvny/s256/Stormy%20and%20Sadie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4bgcWmW0BrVU0J99ifPWpgZWjGKk6XSszKjT5qQ0zUg03F8g1B77tN2m78CF20sacnF9-4NSFtynHdDe9Insn5CwAQX67he_hvHoLq0PCU2eH2RFdW-PLrxGsnmyiBkPxhRJACMXe9KJCB5oTL5r2CPQXnjHEvNATu9Lyz8UGWto6r-R-S6SUzvny/s1600/Stormy%20and%20Sadie.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p>I love watching the cows graze. It's so peaceful. They look so pretty out on the pasture.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkOmM0SSiKsdtRQzvMbxoogdXL3N2kCG8m_NqJrxvez7Mu5qfR6Tfn7igE6BOkn0lYUJaGqZicEzAjVAh3xnZey9q1lb2Arx4MMaezEDFdWCa0MmsZlDwIGCEwQ4y470LrDB34KP9qd50dn1YCmQrAthx4AelOJ_qBw-VpEwO-PJW5HKyzpw2Hb0Ao/s640/Stormy%20and%20Sadie%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkOmM0SSiKsdtRQzvMbxoogdXL3N2kCG8m_NqJrxvez7Mu5qfR6Tfn7igE6BOkn0lYUJaGqZicEzAjVAh3xnZey9q1lb2Arx4MMaezEDFdWCa0MmsZlDwIGCEwQ4y470LrDB34KP9qd50dn1YCmQrAthx4AelOJ_qBw-VpEwO-PJW5HKyzpw2Hb0Ao/s320/Stormy%20and%20Sadie%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Little Stormy is growing every day. Sadie still loves her, and she loves Sadie.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/alT7d_RpUX4" width="320" youtube-src-id="alT7d_RpUX4"></iframe></div><p>It's so fun to feed Stormy! She comes running when she knows I have a bottle for her.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTo_DMoph6DJjzJypf2WvEFSldxst2_JxkHFnNgokU7BcxDsWyKQJmmhCy0AOnbdzmm-uyFxXLIlW8fb5JxLSnybAwd10bsL9ZONGwMEvssprH34bfJAIatUIdHU8yOfiKOKnFk3Uu9N4YP460EgEtJwd42q_irSnqxYYKSFPzw2fIpmydSZDwRAgv/s640/Stormy%20cut%20hoof%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTo_DMoph6DJjzJypf2WvEFSldxst2_JxkHFnNgokU7BcxDsWyKQJmmhCy0AOnbdzmm-uyFxXLIlW8fb5JxLSnybAwd10bsL9ZONGwMEvssprH34bfJAIatUIdHU8yOfiKOKnFk3Uu9N4YP460EgEtJwd42q_irSnqxYYKSFPzw2fIpmydSZDwRAgv/s320/Stormy%20cut%20hoof%201.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>She cut her hoof this morning. I'm not sure what she cut it on. She may have stuck it through the fence. When she pulled it out, she may have scratched it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhhey_RAtsIWG6Pe4h2ig1pjp9aERP1pN4JDLfdRqC5jhuPGnosLJt8YjOg5Ztg0ET7PC15jkXtYuRoopvzaUS9Cd-jgssu81Y5CedC9gkEK-6MRruik6UoK51J3v9_O6JiBtRaw7-Ocldpc6y-KE6DZboCgNcVH4nDzoDr6QcCtu5COqk_R5ou7h/s640/Stormy%20cut%20hoof%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhhey_RAtsIWG6Pe4h2ig1pjp9aERP1pN4JDLfdRqC5jhuPGnosLJt8YjOg5Ztg0ET7PC15jkXtYuRoopvzaUS9Cd-jgssu81Y5CedC9gkEK-6MRruik6UoK51J3v9_O6JiBtRaw7-Ocldpc6y-KE6DZboCgNcVH4nDzoDr6QcCtu5COqk_R5ou7h/s320/Stormy%20cut%20hoof%202.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>I washed it off and put some medicine on it. The medicine for cows and other animals is blue. It kills lots of bacteria so the cut won't get infected.<div><br /></div><div>I'm so happy that Stormy is an easy-going calf. She didn't mind me cleaning and caring for her hoof.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPM_-1xPdxEt3hyMKYOOSpwlR5fR4CHIZXTawojzTHcO51W6pdjaRIC1zVnuQKGChBPqCZ3BGGXP6MZxwdZMgVTK0nTQFfL3REmmeWL8HPKq-DNdlgaDcYveI9bU5Wl2DGeZx9dbxzKg8HZ_fZBBnuK7QvvQwqmBxnuDGhTDpLy2LhPA7HGk65kR6/s504/Stormy%20resting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="378" data-original-width="504" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPM_-1xPdxEt3hyMKYOOSpwlR5fR4CHIZXTawojzTHcO51W6pdjaRIC1zVnuQKGChBPqCZ3BGGXP6MZxwdZMgVTK0nTQFfL3REmmeWL8HPKq-DNdlgaDcYveI9bU5Wl2DGeZx9dbxzKg8HZ_fZBBnuK7QvvQwqmBxnuDGhTDpLy2LhPA7HGk65kR6/s320/Stormy%20resting.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>She rested in the stall for about an hour. After that she was out in the barnyard and the field like she usually is.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJASdyYF--TnhLcF2RBlDQFX_4kAnOGn33JybaZwoZaecJJZvHXIY07O1_wcJatshJY-Yy6YwND1TMI7-6zexdQhU3SjSDcS5EUlJ7k3MwK-eXkiRvu-6RUuKI2echzw46HCnMQDLctMZ3-cmgzXoTGv2JbethaXkE5BINv0hUwTjsiS6gA2rjOUsr/s222/How%20Many%20chickens%3F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="222" height="115" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJASdyYF--TnhLcF2RBlDQFX_4kAnOGn33JybaZwoZaecJJZvHXIY07O1_wcJatshJY-Yy6YwND1TMI7-6zexdQhU3SjSDcS5EUlJ7k3MwK-eXkiRvu-6RUuKI2echzw46HCnMQDLctMZ3-cmgzXoTGv2JbethaXkE5BINv0hUwTjsiS6gA2rjOUsr/s1600/How%20Many%20chickens%3F.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><br /><div>We have a lot of chickens! We get about a dozen eggs a day right now. Our chickens are all more than 2 years old. Older chickens don't lay as many eggs.</div><div><br /></div><div>Have fun counting the chickens!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jiL75GIvPsM" width="320" youtube-src-id="jiL75GIvPsM"></iframe></div><br /><div>There are a few more chickens in the barn. A few weeks ago I showed you the hen and chicks inside the barn. They are growing and doing well. I forgot to take a picture of them for you today. <br /><p>Thanks for all your questions! I'll answer more next week.</p><p>And I'll see many of you later this afternoon for Cider Day!</p><p><b>Here are a few things to remember when you come:</b></p></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><p>Wear shoes with closed toes (no sandals or flip-flops)</p></div><div><p>Try turning the crank on the apple grinder.</p></div><div><p>Taste some fresh apple cider.</p></div><div><p>Pet the animals when they come to the fence. Never chase the animals.</p></div><div><p>Stay off the gates and the fences.</p></div><div><p>Take lots of pictures to share with your friends and family.</p></div></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;">Ask lots of questions. </p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span>Have fun while you are here!</span> </p></blockquote><div><p><br /></p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-62528002777863600942022-10-03T14:08:00.001-06:002022-10-03T14:08:57.206-06:00Big Cats and Garden Experiments<p> We have 4 cats. One of them is named Tom. </p><p>He's probably the biggest and most gentle cat you've ever met.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP3cotKJ4mJ2weeD6hiJyq5cORnrYQg-bfLg_vhRLRPibWlwVCNSVqXj7zaN2bSO1Bv9pzkoEgJzJqZZxACJ08NErC7hxo0VDPs9koKb-_D2XY0IBeVwXXEjF8NA4Pdv_okvN25t4iEM3ejBFPTQ9lHaXUOIsALGhNNIF4MuWrUhANFkmwQW5pr42X/s640/68601739934__3E517186-8F8A-4F42-B623-3244C680EF0E.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP3cotKJ4mJ2weeD6hiJyq5cORnrYQg-bfLg_vhRLRPibWlwVCNSVqXj7zaN2bSO1Bv9pzkoEgJzJqZZxACJ08NErC7hxo0VDPs9koKb-_D2XY0IBeVwXXEjF8NA4Pdv_okvN25t4iEM3ejBFPTQ9lHaXUOIsALGhNNIF4MuWrUhANFkmwQW5pr42X/s320/68601739934__3E517186-8F8A-4F42-B623-3244C680EF0E.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>He loves the camper! Heather likes to sit out in the camper where it's quiet. She can work without interruptions. Tom loves to hang out with her in the camper.</p><p>Last week Jupiter snuck into the camper, and no one noticed!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rc7cNzzNa8y0VZtqjEF02vEgdIFlI7jU4Jusp8J0hfzo7Uyr81NbV6WyJf6Qmrg9xJGC4O7ODMhHfQMXAOTeiRaol9uz-kgJnNZqdlFDgPGh62bZ-to-PJ1boJoIwQ_PDxPWRQ4a5vJE9hdSeEqrmfw8-h6fMhqQIFrVwn6HnlqEkpf19harcNkN/s640/Jupiter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rc7cNzzNa8y0VZtqjEF02vEgdIFlI7jU4Jusp8J0hfzo7Uyr81NbV6WyJf6Qmrg9xJGC4O7ODMhHfQMXAOTeiRaol9uz-kgJnNZqdlFDgPGh62bZ-to-PJ1boJoIwQ_PDxPWRQ4a5vJE9hdSeEqrmfw8-h6fMhqQIFrVwn6HnlqEkpf19harcNkN/s320/Jupiter.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Thankfully Matt heard him calling through the camper window the next day and let him out. </p><p>Jupiter is a silly cat!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIRyCgXxzzHYmKVY1-PfQXkk4n1UDhoA5uuU6_VZgPe_HNRzCSOWAzj4TvyYa0pfT-iMrXHcnOyTe1hYHRaxqqBQy_GRm-0jD4NanzF9w4mH9HFRBsxH81rsnuk2oOfgRqd4OLCi5geVWNISsD5S3LkNFC5XdBqnPQBbtKvbEevcAjNFKz29S027a/s256/Midnight%20in%20the%20hay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="256" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIRyCgXxzzHYmKVY1-PfQXkk4n1UDhoA5uuU6_VZgPe_HNRzCSOWAzj4TvyYa0pfT-iMrXHcnOyTe1hYHRaxqqBQy_GRm-0jD4NanzF9w4mH9HFRBsxH81rsnuk2oOfgRqd4OLCi5geVWNISsD5S3LkNFC5XdBqnPQBbtKvbEevcAjNFKz29S027a/s1600/Midnight%20in%20the%20hay.jpg" width="256" /></a></div>This is Midnight, our barn cat. She doesn't like to come in the house with the other cats. Her favorite place is in the barn. She loves sleeping in the hay. She's also got a few cozy places inside the barn. Those are her favorite places in the winter when it's cold.<p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXxcSObmT8tHyvskJFY3NnpvnwGBF_9XVh3hI67I-uROyT7u91PND35KAZshRhIWJSWA49bbd4eL2ojyGMFHFgtt1pfRBu5rwHH47ey8-tS6ZkIaSiCa6ahBML9IBPm75R3HU3Hc02gt8ReZ8Hd17cm8o6p8AGtsUJXcopTKR2cBwbloBQjSEjdz1/s640/Leftovers%20for%20Chickens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXxcSObmT8tHyvskJFY3NnpvnwGBF_9XVh3hI67I-uROyT7u91PND35KAZshRhIWJSWA49bbd4eL2ojyGMFHFgtt1pfRBu5rwHH47ey8-tS6ZkIaSiCa6ahBML9IBPm75R3HU3Hc02gt8ReZ8Hd17cm8o6p8AGtsUJXcopTKR2cBwbloBQjSEjdz1/s320/Leftovers%20for%20Chickens.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Sometimes our family eats all the leftovers from our meals. But sometimes we forget about them, and they get shoved into the back of the fridge. </p><p>The chickens love it when we forget to eat the leftovers! Leftover day is one of their favorite days because they think they are getting treats!</p><p>What kind of treats do you like to eat? Halloween is coming soon! I bet you have some favorite kinds of candy!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>We love experiments at our house! We have a house full of scientists that like to try new things.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1btx0bIwx3suACt4takZPyIyHYukvUGiAagfEAIbyKoj2dP_QH5NlvtLakX3USMY2nju_VL_K2sfJFBBxBd9VwSplmuWUSa4qUGJo-0FEvGnYEbtDR_AddpRHO4elHIYOIArr1kl081BYyzCIifT2BZhOrZS0AUSxwXkbQEtSV2q8BWwIWu628lIo/s256/Daikon%20Radishes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1btx0bIwx3suACt4takZPyIyHYukvUGiAagfEAIbyKoj2dP_QH5NlvtLakX3USMY2nju_VL_K2sfJFBBxBd9VwSplmuWUSa4qUGJo-0FEvGnYEbtDR_AddpRHO4elHIYOIArr1kl081BYyzCIifT2BZhOrZS0AUSxwXkbQEtSV2q8BWwIWu628lIo/w400-h300/Daikon%20Radishes.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>The nicer looking plants were all given a special liquid to help them grow. It's not fertilizer like most people use.</p><p>You can tell that the plants on the left didn't get any special drink. They don't look very big, and they don't look very healthy.</p><p>The other plants either had some just in the dirt, or had the seeds soaked in the special liquid before they were planted.</p><p>Experiments are fun! We learn new things whenever we try them!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvEX-RKsy8jD3utpus4EnREYSN8iUk1pwGxR-YZQ_TaUmKlg79ibhfcv9iOZI0_mRDFvdYpAf6751Nkn7qMd0vdKub4EJqBEGU1QABrQ2-aNRIrYWwGXt6uRC0e2Ma_V7CqzYKQ8mac2s769E6VpYwKv8VxxJnirLHOC2FdKwGsxUb1W-8hJtt76j/s613/beans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="459" data-original-width="613" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvEX-RKsy8jD3utpus4EnREYSN8iUk1pwGxR-YZQ_TaUmKlg79ibhfcv9iOZI0_mRDFvdYpAf6751Nkn7qMd0vdKub4EJqBEGU1QABrQ2-aNRIrYWwGXt6uRC0e2Ma_V7CqzYKQ8mac2s769E6VpYwKv8VxxJnirLHOC2FdKwGsxUb1W-8hJtt76j/w400-h300/beans.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>We did the same experiment with the beans in this raised bed.</p><p>Can you tell which ones had the special liquid, and which ones didn't?</p><p>We have some more experiments planned for next year's garden. </p><p>We also have some experiments planned in the kitchen.</p><p>Did you know you can experiment with different recipes? </p><p>You can experiment by trying different kinds of food that you aren't used to.</p><p>There are all sorts of things you can do to discover new things!</p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-12723196881683843602022-09-26T14:13:00.003-06:002022-09-26T14:21:52.080-06:00 A Four-Horned Visitor<p>This little 4- horned ram is so cute! He's not very big because he was born earlier this year. He's still young. He'll be much bigger once he's full grown.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHq-Xku8G_612lwFWw5I12yEyk6Jx6DKejZRaudGAK4dhcY617JtnWSAgxJ_s0DaleU_jF1J3lIU6qt7qSJjiSR_C-mFRi-m3GqmXrt7m1pLLAcXh98qxgZmUiMmK6LAGb7nCKQSNDUT-HU1BshEfl4BMSBqFIcMnREYIVfSCp9IVTaFkJU29bssbX/s256/4%20horns.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHq-Xku8G_612lwFWw5I12yEyk6Jx6DKejZRaudGAK4dhcY617JtnWSAgxJ_s0DaleU_jF1J3lIU6qt7qSJjiSR_C-mFRi-m3GqmXrt7m1pLLAcXh98qxgZmUiMmK6LAGb7nCKQSNDUT-HU1BshEfl4BMSBqFIcMnREYIVfSCp9IVTaFkJU29bssbX/s1600/4%20horns.jpg" width="192" /></a></div>He'll be with us for a few days. He doesn't have a name. He's in a stall because he has 4 horns. If I put him with my goats or my other sheep, he may try to fight them. Horns are good for fighting! I don't want any animals to get hurt while they are here. <p></p><p>He is getting adopted by a charter school in Pleasant Grove who wants to start their own little herd of Navajo Churro sheep. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfdDTUVJU7LlqMfhAj__CD_X8idYK-g0haBW0OtVSJqTL0vohzP7oyO26IOucUdN7ITiN76W9rQhlCH2_ahArzBLjmmID3BfyF4GoIOzCedkNQ0E9k7iF6Ajm4tcFMyGXMloGbr7cSmp2HEtURyqJHFU9zEob8bzfuuUYXdW_DQ7UnaSOhL3-5sdF/s640/Kisba%20and%20Punkin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfdDTUVJU7LlqMfhAj__CD_X8idYK-g0haBW0OtVSJqTL0vohzP7oyO26IOucUdN7ITiN76W9rQhlCH2_ahArzBLjmmID3BfyF4GoIOzCedkNQ0E9k7iF6Ajm4tcFMyGXMloGbr7cSmp2HEtURyqJHFU9zEob8bzfuuUYXdW_DQ7UnaSOhL3-5sdF/s320/Kisba%20and%20Punkin.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>They adopted my two little lambs about a month ago. One is named Punkin, and the black one is named Kisba. </p><p>The sheep will have a fence between them while they get to know each other. Then it will be safe to have the new sheep with horns in with the sheep that don't have horns.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyvXR5cm808IcZQz16a-b6viTwQW-E1wb3yAsOAX5XFoMLIWexkiy9AJ0hMmqQ8bsvtA3D_pnDGMLu-otCq3yTgdO1pRR31kxdo0SHrIM9sZT6Cg5baiQzz4WLK4ljXFh5bq0CS3gtKV8Tk1AIiKFLRprnqPcem7Old9N0tUmrXvJL-ew2ksvEKw8F/s640/Chick%20update.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyvXR5cm808IcZQz16a-b6viTwQW-E1wb3yAsOAX5XFoMLIWexkiy9AJ0hMmqQ8bsvtA3D_pnDGMLu-otCq3yTgdO1pRR31kxdo0SHrIM9sZT6Cg5baiQzz4WLK4ljXFh5bq0CS3gtKV8Tk1AIiKFLRprnqPcem7Old9N0tUmrXvJL-ew2ksvEKw8F/s320/Chick%20update.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>The little chicks are growing! I'm still making sure they stay safe inside the barn. I really don't want the hawk to snatch one out of the pasture for a chicken nugget snack!<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6ul2jVfQMkGDnEOOKObF_RZJwnbFMlOs2EPttsE213BjWIewovApFYZrZ86ZnhNXN2pyCmSF3FqgTAjjFFd0N3vCZnB34v19tQjAt68rc75-l0t6QE7NHUhvKta6LYi9w3z4dhfCFbSUP7XPNNVNnrqnzOt-qG2OLtqgOnaWavn3gPQQAHED05lU/s640/feathers%20molting.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6ul2jVfQMkGDnEOOKObF_RZJwnbFMlOs2EPttsE213BjWIewovApFYZrZ86ZnhNXN2pyCmSF3FqgTAjjFFd0N3vCZnB34v19tQjAt68rc75-l0t6QE7NHUhvKta6LYi9w3z4dhfCFbSUP7XPNNVNnrqnzOt-qG2OLtqgOnaWavn3gPQQAHED05lU/s320/feathers%20molting.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>This hen looks a little sad. Her feathers are coming out. Chickens loose a lot of their feathers in the fall so that they can grow new feathers that will keep them warm all winter. </div><div><br /></div><div>Humans wear sweaters and coats. Chickens grow new feathers.</div><div><br /></div><div>I make sure they have a different kind of food with more protein to help their feathers grow in a little faster. Can you see all the feathers on the ground behind her? </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TO4jjzAPaXk" width="320" youtube-src-id="TO4jjzAPaXk"></iframe></div><br /><div>You have probably heard a rooster crow before. I thought you might enjoy seeing what a rooster looks like when he crows. Do you see how he stretches out his neck and stands a little taller? </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1MmdRrazzHSWhr4g4-b_-bQVwHnWjUNY9iYibP99QFcKrQhJbJs--Q8vGyynZtgmq6M0Wg_Pv1C2CTKRqoMLkPkdfY_e36tEwpHlDvxMJx1mRQ-iO8pe5meAC1yn8Wg1KGOhKwMN6Wxjd5t6c5fe4iYV48hRb-twbRBRnLdMHak5v24eQdmr5Xos/s640/Leia's%20little%20ears.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1MmdRrazzHSWhr4g4-b_-bQVwHnWjUNY9iYibP99QFcKrQhJbJs--Q8vGyynZtgmq6M0Wg_Pv1C2CTKRqoMLkPkdfY_e36tEwpHlDvxMJx1mRQ-iO8pe5meAC1yn8Wg1KGOhKwMN6Wxjd5t6c5fe4iYV48hRb-twbRBRnLdMHak5v24eQdmr5Xos/s320/Leia's%20little%20ears.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Were you a little curious about Leia's small ears last week? She has ears, but they are so small! She can hear just like any other goat. It doesn't matter how big or how small a goat's ears are. Next week I'll show you a picture of a goat with floppy ears.<br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div><br /></div><div>Our garden grew well this year! I am harvesting some of the vegetables that grew.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-r8qnoT0Dqy9ToWsGBqjcmQgZ8zABnOQRjPGMnQkFUKDIAy5d6YM3MuimTwLHp3B4u0r3phYju7iHxj-Dtoyy3kFGJFvsbEx7xKb_2NEQdCMOVfx7EHlFxJ2etBKoXxKW13M8b01sofDDZsqeMS2oboJeJSP_ossXZ1N7P7lshVbG7g7E4GmkvGt/s640/Potato%20harvest.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-r8qnoT0Dqy9ToWsGBqjcmQgZ8zABnOQRjPGMnQkFUKDIAy5d6YM3MuimTwLHp3B4u0r3phYju7iHxj-Dtoyy3kFGJFvsbEx7xKb_2NEQdCMOVfx7EHlFxJ2etBKoXxKW13M8b01sofDDZsqeMS2oboJeJSP_ossXZ1N7P7lshVbG7g7E4GmkvGt/s320/Potato%20harvest.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>All of these potatoes grew in one small garden bed. These are small potatoes. They will be delicious in potato salad.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4FDduTaPiH0dclyzywCGTHlvtV6xbcAZxcTJT0xZNOSwHqAr6P2RbClS16Ck4cSkshb5BFPTZY0HM5STbwbjNPXQ1PPh_zIzjUZMYu0QWO45wZO3vRu3MRQTH4Gq-BDQQlvLh3dx_GuC-z4aPMxogxyzh1Al7NmjjaA2FGq0NLuBLXauOG6jVZoyw/s640/Potato%20bed%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4FDduTaPiH0dclyzywCGTHlvtV6xbcAZxcTJT0xZNOSwHqAr6P2RbClS16Ck4cSkshb5BFPTZY0HM5STbwbjNPXQ1PPh_zIzjUZMYu0QWO45wZO3vRu3MRQTH4Gq-BDQQlvLh3dx_GuC-z4aPMxogxyzh1Al7NmjjaA2FGq0NLuBLXauOG6jVZoyw/s320/Potato%20bed%20(1).jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>There are still a few small potatoes buried in the dirt and on top of the dirt. They will grow new potato plants next year. </div><div><p>Most of my plants grew very well this year! I was really excited to make tomato sauce and pickles and sauerkraut. </p><p>I let the wild sunflowers grow in my garden so the bees would come visit. Bees help to make plants grow.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bz_K3L99Sz0" width="320" youtube-src-id="bz_K3L99Sz0"></iframe></div><p>Its fun to watch the bees as they gather pollen to make honey. As they visit each plant to pick up more pollen, they leave a little pollen from the last plant. That's very helpful for plants and vegetable gardens to grow.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMJTWQvWjQz94ubqqxSV3tTsBtcYsnl-07X--b6Ea42varucrI7krWTytOz3mhaef3K8RDdfu9VnMIS6wTM-P3KC3XRO8GGHaE6w0avQCIl6sQvRZ-b17xKnRFYG-9kcsFtgJaRqwauo87BnEwYMyl6C_WYBHts60wnMA-7UP8j4qGHXdEdKidaq8m/s640/Crenshaw%20mellon.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMJTWQvWjQz94ubqqxSV3tTsBtcYsnl-07X--b6Ea42varucrI7krWTytOz3mhaef3K8RDdfu9VnMIS6wTM-P3KC3XRO8GGHaE6w0avQCIl6sQvRZ-b17xKnRFYG-9kcsFtgJaRqwauo87BnEwYMyl6C_WYBHts60wnMA-7UP8j4qGHXdEdKidaq8m/s320/Crenshaw%20mellon.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The bees helped us grow some big Crenshaw melons!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4b2geOYX6GmfMN-tNArinygzgIq26pbNCTSS6UN9KiDAjz_LJZIB5iHRmXh9xB4he18x-O3bNpfIitrvJqDnefTmMQF7yxNyE-vPYPy9Hm8xRd9D3AvR-9g7uk3jaEIpVvFFudiwcdV5b4JzvEyYY62tUZd-Y81L-7l5b35ns0t2tbvAqxXFj-qm/s512/beans.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="503" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4b2geOYX6GmfMN-tNArinygzgIq26pbNCTSS6UN9KiDAjz_LJZIB5iHRmXh9xB4he18x-O3bNpfIitrvJqDnefTmMQF7yxNyE-vPYPy9Hm8xRd9D3AvR-9g7uk3jaEIpVvFFudiwcdV5b4JzvEyYY62tUZd-Y81L-7l5b35ns0t2tbvAqxXFj-qm/s320/beans.jpg" width="314" /></a></div>And some yummy string beans!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkM1I7u9tUjwiiEHe1hu78ErGPbDPg7EosENBXOe0ndoFhzBZPerk1Qt2UA6hOfxFyF4397yuv3mhQ0rMLbG0KbxxkBK8bmz9BE50ltuJSXFemjT2l0teFgozcfqTvwZMZgr6nnil55uHNPn1-EGSiFLMbtkDQZgQyevPjY2w_nnU-aYvrwmbzMGqf/s256/IMG_7428.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkM1I7u9tUjwiiEHe1hu78ErGPbDPg7EosENBXOe0ndoFhzBZPerk1Qt2UA6hOfxFyF4397yuv3mhQ0rMLbG0KbxxkBK8bmz9BE50ltuJSXFemjT2l0teFgozcfqTvwZMZgr6nnil55uHNPn1-EGSiFLMbtkDQZgQyevPjY2w_nnU-aYvrwmbzMGqf/s1600/IMG_7428.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><div>Here's a photo of Stormy waiting for her lunch. I better go feed her before she gets too hungry!</div><div><p>Make it a great week!</p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-89990189053153238802022-09-19T13:46:00.005-06:002022-09-19T13:53:53.942-06:00Echo and Stormy<p> Our mama cow, Echo, had a calf on August 20. Tim named her Stormy because the day was a bit stormy.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihznptyWuteCPY4umTSIMn4wxik6Emb_Yh1zQAgm6wRecrMVLAuXLmZ-uelccoW-viNXKCJ-IckWtKEznZdJU4v2q54ms_0skfgYS-hkQfk8SLgK5DVF7nQMG2GqUY5Fy16LqwLMmY2CMR17A4dYE6MxCnqL-fQQCISIUJtRQ89a2GZ-QMiB0WuUbv/s640/Echo%20and%20Stormy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihznptyWuteCPY4umTSIMn4wxik6Emb_Yh1zQAgm6wRecrMVLAuXLmZ-uelccoW-viNXKCJ-IckWtKEznZdJU4v2q54ms_0skfgYS-hkQfk8SLgK5DVF7nQMG2GqUY5Fy16LqwLMmY2CMR17A4dYE6MxCnqL-fQQCISIUJtRQ89a2GZ-QMiB0WuUbv/s320/Echo%20and%20Stormy.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Cooler weather is always nicer for calves. Sometimes they overheat and get sick when they are born in the middle of summer. It can be hard to keep a new born calf warm in the cold, dark winter.</p><p>Fall and Spring are my favorite times to have calves.</p><p>Echo and Stormy did well for a few days, but then Echo got very sick.</p><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__-1J9rarjcZE3LTLxZrC2-AyqEBJhX_JfO_-i61G4FovQLzToQQ4uxL_HsA67Fc9-4g2h9KCxZNJ8KWVAFz31AYQbKY537HGB3JwiH2wODlsSa49-_mdWq5B0Y-6Kcnpq_NYRPkO__qyqJ6onqd5aZ_Ny_N7O8irBguRPqoh4Bk_P9jwsGDXjoZP/s4032/IMG_7100.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__-1J9rarjcZE3LTLxZrC2-AyqEBJhX_JfO_-i61G4FovQLzToQQ4uxL_HsA67Fc9-4g2h9KCxZNJ8KWVAFz31AYQbKY537HGB3JwiH2wODlsSa49-_mdWq5B0Y-6Kcnpq_NYRPkO__qyqJ6onqd5aZ_Ny_N7O8irBguRPqoh4Bk_P9jwsGDXjoZP/s320/IMG_7100.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>The vet said that sometimes things happen when the mama cow is having a calf. The vet can't always tell what happens, he or she can just see that they are sick and help the cow try to recover.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZgIwwp_47okyuYlAoNPWjGBcEC4EAd4G4dFqeeQ_fbhPyNVGJQriz-qhiOoYkcy4S32JY73HUORZzw-bdcGx_Fcu9BpWewUbalInl63NjV4H5U-ayF1OwBsxhNvyGMofYSW4vvQJ9ET6uecLZXMQGk-OWVi7WBypoOyIv2GPwmj7gUNomslxiQM3/s4032/68304597233__CD814E8C-318E-446E-99C8-DCD345F267BE.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZgIwwp_47okyuYlAoNPWjGBcEC4EAd4G4dFqeeQ_fbhPyNVGJQriz-qhiOoYkcy4S32JY73HUORZzw-bdcGx_Fcu9BpWewUbalInl63NjV4H5U-ayF1OwBsxhNvyGMofYSW4vvQJ9ET6uecLZXMQGk-OWVi7WBypoOyIv2GPwmj7gUNomslxiQM3/s320/68304597233__CD814E8C-318E-446E-99C8-DCD345F267BE.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We took care of Echo for 12 days, and then she passed away. We had lots of help from many neighbors and friends as we tried to save her life. Friends brought watermelon and corn for her to eat. Other friends built special equipment so that we could lift her up to see if she could build strength in her legs. Other friends brought fly traps so she wouldn't have so many flies sitting on her. We built a tent to keep her out of the hot sun. We gave her all the right medicines at all the right times. We were all very sad when she died. We cried a lot!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0kfS-6KzQj8" width="320" youtube-src-id="0kfS-6KzQj8"></iframe></div><p>Stormy is doing very well. She gets a bottle twice a day. She loves her adopted mama, Sadie.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hlavdoqwebE2Up-5HBKtexARGQBKVN3cKlDcSr5SghcDrdt4S6ifrMtWRJmNc-J9B_Bt5X6h4D0360T1S4xmNAWeHlooVKyw1Ng76GI6td5l7PVEAxtA90eJtsDK269obFjD28YMLDWFyeLkAiGsB4sQEyFqQEWia5VjgQPDsHfP9rHQCX2tbY70/s640/Sadie%20Feeds%20Stormy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hlavdoqwebE2Up-5HBKtexARGQBKVN3cKlDcSr5SghcDrdt4S6ifrMtWRJmNc-J9B_Bt5X6h4D0360T1S4xmNAWeHlooVKyw1Ng76GI6td5l7PVEAxtA90eJtsDK269obFjD28YMLDWFyeLkAiGsB4sQEyFqQEWia5VjgQPDsHfP9rHQCX2tbY70/s320/Sadie%20Feeds%20Stormy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Sadie never had her own calf, but she loves being a mama cow.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsWXy_TE-V1QEq9GZs4QQH0GHHhmrCpqcZPI7PbIs2g4AMqfdSEKG1JPVYIVhW_QAeHNXvKgoL6lKiZz5IN4FTiczGqjyFTvVBxQGQnNRIGKzyXXBB7PgCj9MpZoMPrWHqGoU0LDTnL63dKt8eakNksr53EXDLSAMO3MjNtc-vbxIn4vSUSo_ehpk/s640/Sadie%20Feeds%20lamb.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsWXy_TE-V1QEq9GZs4QQH0GHHhmrCpqcZPI7PbIs2g4AMqfdSEKG1JPVYIVhW_QAeHNXvKgoL6lKiZz5IN4FTiczGqjyFTvVBxQGQnNRIGKzyXXBB7PgCj9MpZoMPrWHqGoU0LDTnL63dKt8eakNksr53EXDLSAMO3MjNtc-vbxIn4vSUSo_ehpk/s320/Sadie%20Feeds%20lamb.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>In the spring she fed a lamb! That's very unusual! Cows don't usually adopt lambs!</p><p>Sadie adopted Stormy, too. Sadie doesn't have enough milk to feed Stormy all the time, so we make sure Stormy has bottles every day.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TSG5dLhG5sg" width="320" youtube-src-id="TSG5dLhG5sg"></iframe></div><p>Stormy loves humans!</p><p>Stormy and Sadie hang out together on the farm. Sadie thinks she is Stormy's mama. That works for us! Last night Sadie was yelling because she couldn't find Stormy. Stormy had fallen asleep by the fence out in the pasture. It was dark, and Sadie couldn't find her. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX4biymPj0RJWQZkk2y1LS1j1dVNTlndR5yAA9HIxEy6MyffXG3-ccFSkSq5o5Fvquc7q1yvr32ZxKug8UsAEgdFSpqAwvfZ3qQPn8hFoaupCNZeccRChT2X3AEgE5WaFgT1nP14_hoRFY-p1GIucoM7HLkC68h8ieXkjTItkCP9bXdJk9WI_Tt_P1/s3088/IMG_3800.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX4biymPj0RJWQZkk2y1LS1j1dVNTlndR5yAA9HIxEy6MyffXG3-ccFSkSq5o5Fvquc7q1yvr32ZxKug8UsAEgdFSpqAwvfZ3qQPn8hFoaupCNZeccRChT2X3AEgE5WaFgT1nP14_hoRFY-p1GIucoM7HLkC68h8ieXkjTItkCP9bXdJk9WI_Tt_P1/s320/IMG_3800.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p>Stormy is a fun, easy going calf. The neighbors love to come visit her. If you come to Cider Day in a few weeks, you'll be able to see her out in the pasture.</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>We decided to get another goat to help feed Stormy. She drinks between one gallon and 1 1/2 gallons of milk every day. That's a lot of milk!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAjTtEct7xMkLO_AmA0SN0xQOBS1PJZfux7a0Z5B1g96v_0MG-w6Q5RDldlALg0QNwaX8jSJeqhWXvcMURLJ_01e4qtyWCFzQ4qXp8QfygwS4OmNnwHZt7SOvZyu2WfyHToPh2WtPvlrF9IbJXMTOwAWnaeNnH8fRBSvU4GtWboLD64wUDb5lInf1/s256/Princess%20Leia.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="209" data-original-width="256" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAjTtEct7xMkLO_AmA0SN0xQOBS1PJZfux7a0Z5B1g96v_0MG-w6Q5RDldlALg0QNwaX8jSJeqhWXvcMURLJ_01e4qtyWCFzQ4qXp8QfygwS4OmNnwHZt7SOvZyu2WfyHToPh2WtPvlrF9IbJXMTOwAWnaeNnH8fRBSvU4GtWboLD64wUDb5lInf1/s1600/Princess%20Leia.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p>This is Leia. I call her Princess Leia because I thinks she is very pretty. It looks like she has no ears. She does have ears, but they are tiny! Leia is a LaMancha dairy goat.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXO0mLvMjKXqzdy3K7SqgZ1fRPNf7UmDu3w7dY_wM9wDsjm-i_G9n3oNWoGBW_dEZ9f_Q4r7KaQgICggsc4i69JX5XnmH-XZWVombZi39wwAk68HCHlAlxhK0dVoE11jAmrewMgEFtIXUprC7m3gQ3T7u5YeIsD-p3frmy2okrrKzcOExDYwJI1Ur5/s256/Princess%20Leia%20Waiting%20her%20turn.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXO0mLvMjKXqzdy3K7SqgZ1fRPNf7UmDu3w7dY_wM9wDsjm-i_G9n3oNWoGBW_dEZ9f_Q4r7KaQgICggsc4i69JX5XnmH-XZWVombZi39wwAk68HCHlAlxhK0dVoE11jAmrewMgEFtIXUprC7m3gQ3T7u5YeIsD-p3frmy2okrrKzcOExDYwJI1Ur5/s1600/Princess%20Leia%20Waiting%20her%20turn.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><br /><p>Princess Leia loves getting milked! She's waiting her turn. Sometimes she waits patiently. Sometimes she gets excited and jumps up on the stall gate to see if I'm ready for her.</p><p>There are lots of different kinds of goats, just like there are lots of different breeds of dogs. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ST-rHl3Fh_H_bFe6YMq8bdl9jF5hfEICqzeHOfxaChFIOfnX7dTnLWWA2vGviEfLUjXfgPWdlb9H3xY0M3QBDRmUMKF2exaJLouORfUc-oPnldKVG9264Ut1uVWTfYfOWHAJapDTYwa9k-lt5zpXgS0rLh29hONjco_defe7i539AqRPo1Tlel0J/s256/River%202019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ST-rHl3Fh_H_bFe6YMq8bdl9jF5hfEICqzeHOfxaChFIOfnX7dTnLWWA2vGviEfLUjXfgPWdlb9H3xY0M3QBDRmUMKF2exaJLouORfUc-oPnldKVG9264Ut1uVWTfYfOWHAJapDTYwa9k-lt5zpXgS0rLh29hONjco_defe7i539AqRPo1Tlel0J/s1600/River%202019.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p>This is River, our other dairy goat. River is a Saanen dairy goat. She gives about 3/4 of a gallon of milk every day. Leia gives 3/4 gallon of milk every day, too. </p><p>We have plenty of milk for Stormy because of our two sweet goats.</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>We've had some new chicks born on the farm this fall! It seems unusual to have chicks in the fall. It's a good time because it's not very hot. It's not snowy and cold yet, so the hen can keep the chicks warm without any trouble.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/2FobCbQj5XM" width="320" youtube-src-id="2FobCbQj5XM"></iframe></div><p>This hen hatched 2 chicks from all those eggs. I decided to put her and her chicks in an old water trough so that they would be safe from the other chickens, and predators like hawks.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvtdSbRFs1yqsrNhPxdIeBiJRmiJI8iCjEjdHF20edEo-paarhe-zkZFr2gZc66bRv05-HMMDLFKzgZbsOy-MqRauIiyQ6eAYh1OTllDkCY-IB0aHtDyCvjLYk4wNgbtcGpxxcQdHRyo90eptrOjGNT8aDtdxafYvY5C0wdndpBlsyfPEo0hNkK7U/s640/More%20chicks.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvtdSbRFs1yqsrNhPxdIeBiJRmiJI8iCjEjdHF20edEo-paarhe-zkZFr2gZc66bRv05-HMMDLFKzgZbsOy-MqRauIiyQ6eAYh1OTllDkCY-IB0aHtDyCvjLYk4wNgbtcGpxxcQdHRyo90eptrOjGNT8aDtdxafYvY5C0wdndpBlsyfPEo0hNkK7U/s320/More%20chicks.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>A different hen hatched out four chicks, but only one survived because of the predators that seem to be circling our fields so often.</p><p>I hope you have a wonderful week! I hope that you will learn to read so you can read all about the things that are interesting and fun for you! </p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-82452283184952750272022-05-06T13:09:00.002-06:002022-05-06T13:20:32.302-06:00Cows in the Yard<p> The grass in the backyard got really long over the last few weeks. The cows love coming in the back yard and grazing for an hour before the lawn gets mowed.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumvnUtGs3kGqJgEOQ3aApP69vBAuc3L-5j4yISq6LCqqhfBlOiNdfS95s6Gob1WODLxT2hcMupN7OitpWfb_cCyLLfZn-07QuBAjFMT4f494REXt-YqXdFgT3f97gZa3GtcHXOdu-Zi3F1Cg9HpZ-fEb1S3KF7xF4EGJO1asO8wESIuXBX6AkQ-X0/s640/Sadie%20Grazing.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumvnUtGs3kGqJgEOQ3aApP69vBAuc3L-5j4yISq6LCqqhfBlOiNdfS95s6Gob1WODLxT2hcMupN7OitpWfb_cCyLLfZn-07QuBAjFMT4f494REXt-YqXdFgT3f97gZa3GtcHXOdu-Zi3F1Cg9HpZ-fEb1S3KF7xF4EGJO1asO8wESIuXBX6AkQ-X0/s320/Sadie%20Grazing.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's fun to see the cows right in the back yard.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifM5Fm3KAHne5R70OagwOckWRMlUOF-OLhLpbG5MQEWTGEqv7oxLW0kshr9mZBO5RYbDuXWOeNepqPKIu8iDdnIt0GES74YS8Y6gnsV8tX2rFAgnk3nDrVGsJj8Rzhz4_didIe5S7MSoxiKpFTmbUcgaANgrNWAevJylCSb3tLi6395KIQHH6kOP9t/s640/Echo%20at%20backdoor.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifM5Fm3KAHne5R70OagwOckWRMlUOF-OLhLpbG5MQEWTGEqv7oxLW0kshr9mZBO5RYbDuXWOeNepqPKIu8iDdnIt0GES74YS8Y6gnsV8tX2rFAgnk3nDrVGsJj8Rzhz4_didIe5S7MSoxiKpFTmbUcgaANgrNWAevJylCSb3tLi6395KIQHH6kOP9t/s320/Echo%20at%20backdoor.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sometimes it's funny to see the cows in the backyard<br />because they peek in the glass door!</td></tr></tbody></table><p>We haven't turned on the sprinklers yet. Many people have been watering already. We've had rain, and we also use a <a href="https://bactelife.com/" target="_blank">soil conditioner</a> 3 times a year. </p><p>We don't need as much water or as much lawn fertilizer as most people do. We like that! So do the cows and the sheep! Our grass grows so well so they have lots of snacks!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwBZE1VLC6pVT5gJ2nVWha7HH30zIS9EcQ5oUzs6fKjBcRs1HX2WJ1X9jjXz_cc9PhmoushGAcxWkvFFDorCl1vcTy-7-hdsIzQk7IyILQi3JClmZUztBepoDXZSm2w_6SzcOqcMHHNgxt-e8aRg-mKEB8iauxXaJn0QNGhzV3X72hU9CRmzu0qqQ/s256/Sadie%20gets%20checked.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwBZE1VLC6pVT5gJ2nVWha7HH30zIS9EcQ5oUzs6fKjBcRs1HX2WJ1X9jjXz_cc9PhmoushGAcxWkvFFDorCl1vcTy-7-hdsIzQk7IyILQi3JClmZUztBepoDXZSm2w_6SzcOqcMHHNgxt-e8aRg-mKEB8iauxXaJn0QNGhzV3X72hU9CRmzu0qqQ/s1600/Sadie%20gets%20checked.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie is tied between the two fences so that <br />the tech can check her.</td></tr></tbody></table>Our awesome tech came out to check on Sadie because she still hasn't had her calf.<div><p>Unfortunately she isn't pregnant. She had some positive pregnancy tests, and she had milk in her udder. We were all a little confused because that usually means the cow will have a baby.</p><p>Our tech will come back on Monday and breed her again. We're really, really hoping that she gets pregnant this time! She's such a good cow that we think she would make a good mama cow. Echo, her mom, has great milk so we think Sadie's milk will be delicious, too!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigzfXuW-qO0d7tXxElubHc6axMwSzRMnh3mVcQQ1NlYqCaN_jr_SZTodtlDcswi7J911h3gHEWI83Qk4ujC1dZezBdle7mqCEJaiFvz4d6wn3o8ijiaF2Ayro6ZgWf__7ocp1eK_2LSf2CxWCNkydyPX6gAwJcMRPpUrSYGZZzXpGwVRkYKBbyXx9P/s640/IMG_6414.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigzfXuW-qO0d7tXxElubHc6axMwSzRMnh3mVcQQ1NlYqCaN_jr_SZTodtlDcswi7J911h3gHEWI83Qk4ujC1dZezBdle7mqCEJaiFvz4d6wn3o8ijiaF2Ayro6ZgWf__7ocp1eK_2LSf2CxWCNkydyPX6gAwJcMRPpUrSYGZZzXpGwVRkYKBbyXx9P/w300-h400/IMG_6414.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was evening when I took this photo of Gracie <br />so it's a bit dark</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Do you remember a few weeks ago that Gracie hatched out a duckling? I think a mouse or snake snuck into the nest and grabbed the day old duckling. When I went out the next morning it was missing. I looked around but couldn't find it anywhere. </p><p>So, no baby cow and no baby duckling this spring.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97mu5-zXo7wGeTykCN4dKg6FBjOiv7D-KhEDA5a5eQpCeRzmgIZ_E2XpPhE8-7pAlDmuMKTZ1-IocYBH5zSBp53nccNpgd9Oil0E0V78ZLF_QsQArt3VNwkkbSOezkSmHEUVl04yAuV7vBbexE2BJPJld1nRsi_CasxM0Tty23UtQv3iM8xL2n030/s640/Lamb%20snuggles.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97mu5-zXo7wGeTykCN4dKg6FBjOiv7D-KhEDA5a5eQpCeRzmgIZ_E2XpPhE8-7pAlDmuMKTZ1-IocYBH5zSBp53nccNpgd9Oil0E0V78ZLF_QsQArt3VNwkkbSOezkSmHEUVl04yAuV7vBbexE2BJPJld1nRsi_CasxM0Tty23UtQv3iM8xL2n030/s320/Lamb%20snuggles.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I still have two baby lambs!<br />Bunny loves morning snuggles!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCVIOJgPvYwNuUGkueBtFmyjWcRRUUUcOLRVSSGWaGOtL-zsi4_6jLks2dCGxbnZFwg1e90g3HboIfiz9Gh-GAoqOZhvakXtQWarIHkMq_akvnWt5yK4LsXwjWq0ZE_8N9IH_8oqcTybRZt4dkOCWmyBj6DiRhgTfpKUdJM0FVIKPRGZjI9_Na3BGp/s256/Snuggle%20tail.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="256" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCVIOJgPvYwNuUGkueBtFmyjWcRRUUUcOLRVSSGWaGOtL-zsi4_6jLks2dCGxbnZFwg1e90g3HboIfiz9Gh-GAoqOZhvakXtQWarIHkMq_akvnWt5yK4LsXwjWq0ZE_8N9IH_8oqcTybRZt4dkOCWmyBj6DiRhgTfpKUdJM0FVIKPRGZjI9_Na3BGp/s1600/Snuggle%20tail.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Usually lamb tails hang down. <br />When Bunny gets snuggles, her tail goes up.<br />Sometimes she wags her tail when she's snuggling.<br />Little wagging lamb tails make me smile!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7Z8djwtk_n_TfvxMOwC2sLDOILZ82NwDyb_Q6zk8ESYwHNaY0cXnTCZG26IdGLqVre2QSB-F-Q_yRtTohwra3ycxNIkV4tlyNVWtuOJIdUKArdoJkBcBnlyJQR4da_5s-gZyT_hMVwfgHh8uLG67i1HYPuS5VXEBf8HvUMCk1_-iM9dZ2UW3SEOo/s640/lamb%20foot%20prints.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7Z8djwtk_n_TfvxMOwC2sLDOILZ82NwDyb_Q6zk8ESYwHNaY0cXnTCZG26IdGLqVre2QSB-F-Q_yRtTohwra3ycxNIkV4tlyNVWtuOJIdUKArdoJkBcBnlyJQR4da_5s-gZyT_hMVwfgHh8uLG67i1HYPuS5VXEBf8HvUMCk1_-iM9dZ2UW3SEOo/s320/lamb%20foot%20prints.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see all the hoof prints in the garden bed?<br />Bunny follows me everywhere.<br />She was in the garden with me while I was planting onions.<br />She traipsed right through the bed where I planted.<br /> </td></tr></tbody></table>Bunny will probably be going to her new home in about 3 weeks. I'll miss her. The farm where she was born is so excited for when she's old enough to come back! They are looking forward to a snuggly little lamb that comes when she's called.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmIR3_h1FvT4Cs6HepZHW58THINi5xppQKLdIh5wft5xMyjUS8MMxBNPWZqRgs1c8Q5s5sc8YC4CaA-cO2cnFWPW_YxUhxb-1z5QJlqDpYlRTH6DWFHTUoDtbBhUDkcfK6ZoF-nFA6nXmK449Im3zXSWo3AIHGYZFpy-3rB4MmPWgPBGNdHYHLOio/s256/Peas%20are%20up.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmIR3_h1FvT4Cs6HepZHW58THINi5xppQKLdIh5wft5xMyjUS8MMxBNPWZqRgs1c8Q5s5sc8YC4CaA-cO2cnFWPW_YxUhxb-1z5QJlqDpYlRTH6DWFHTUoDtbBhUDkcfK6ZoF-nFA6nXmK449Im3zXSWo3AIHGYZFpy-3rB4MmPWgPBGNdHYHLOio/s1600/Peas%20are%20up.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see the row of little plants at the bottom of the fence?<br />Those are peas! I planted peas more than a month ago.<br />I didn't think they were going to come up at all.<br />They were just waiting for the weather to be good enough for them to sprout.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>I have to keep Bunny out of the garden now. She'll nibble all the pea plants down, and we won't get any peas for our family. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo6_MJngQT8M8KHDCCNcpNy26ADG2IjHEHVn5ftsIt0QNXy_Xv4xbuFXgX12Ld6HJ-klh1Nkw7Trj8GzsPgfBiI2Qe9xOUyL-_zj2wReA-w_Q5q898oRknkYUUO6KW0XA6RIkiVJcwZawEbA6zJ3Oi1PG52PPlhok4_Of_w2buysaGL1Zgdr8hf-9/s640/Apple%20blossoms.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo6_MJngQT8M8KHDCCNcpNy26ADG2IjHEHVn5ftsIt0QNXy_Xv4xbuFXgX12Ld6HJ-klh1Nkw7Trj8GzsPgfBiI2Qe9xOUyL-_zj2wReA-w_Q5q898oRknkYUUO6KW0XA6RIkiVJcwZawEbA6zJ3Oi1PG52PPlhok4_Of_w2buysaGL1Zgdr8hf-9/s320/Apple%20blossoms.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The weather is nice enough that the new little apple trees <br />are sprouting leaves and blossoms.<br />It's hard to see the little pink blossoms. <br />I won't let any apples grow this year because I want the tree to spend <br />all it's energy growing branches and roots.<br />It's really fun to see the little blossoms, even though<br /> I'll need to pick the little apples that will grow there.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>We're so happy for Springtime! It brings lambs and blossoms and a new garden and lots of chicken eggs!</p><p>I hope you have a wonderful week full of life and learning!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh731Yn74CSv1OkiuOArwdvcp9xm4oagGk8RK6wiPsYI3of7sXgwxmWZ3qaXx-qiuq_tPUsBWGtquf5v0tvsFrz0tMkw-WHka6gVJa4XLrL6LeHaFmiCi5bc-obhnYS9TpCadBaAsNhXXR-G7u51eI73EoLqNZomf6fX1zXgfxvl5N4omAHfrwIuS0h/s1425/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh731Yn74CSv1OkiuOArwdvcp9xm4oagGk8RK6wiPsYI3of7sXgwxmWZ3qaXx-qiuq_tPUsBWGtquf5v0tvsFrz0tMkw-WHka6gVJa4XLrL6LeHaFmiCi5bc-obhnYS9TpCadBaAsNhXXR-G7u51eI73EoLqNZomf6fX1zXgfxvl5N4omAHfrwIuS0h/w109-h200/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" width="109" /></a></div></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-18555260432742403162022-04-22T13:22:00.003-06:002022-04-22T13:22:56.726-06:00Farm Day Fun<p> We had so much fun on Farm Day this Monday that we forgot to take pictures!</p><p>I have some videos of past Farm Days. Some of the videos and pictures you see will be from a few years ago. I'm so sorry about forgetting to take photos!</p><p>The sheep shearer was here to shear 6 sheep. He sheared 3 white sheep, one brown sheep, and 2 black sheep.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gTI0yJmqNbM" width="320" youtube-src-id="gTI0yJmqNbM"></iframe></div>This is a sheep we sheared 2 years ago. Have you seen a sheep getting sheared?<div><br /><div>This sheep looks floppy, doesn't he! Sheep shearers put the sheep on their tail. When the sheep sits on it's tail, it almost falls asleep. It's easier for the shearer, and it's much easier on the sheep. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs86AVwB6iVTW1ROkkPfXHNYj3wfVoKn02rzaAXdR9q-2IzHjN6plYCn-WTMQ4ehxVm0Zk80Q3Zj-sAH0c0hryLKUHiykxXivCyH4o47X2JgKhevcc80bjNnrdwq-p6KjHLhtPdEmd4xzEAzlMPwwLDJUWhdaH6rUj1ycyV7CY8RfzEpVkDmnTNM1e/s256/Cocoa%20Full%20Fleece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs86AVwB6iVTW1ROkkPfXHNYj3wfVoKn02rzaAXdR9q-2IzHjN6plYCn-WTMQ4ehxVm0Zk80Q3Zj-sAH0c0hryLKUHiykxXivCyH4o47X2JgKhevcc80bjNnrdwq-p6KjHLhtPdEmd4xzEAzlMPwwLDJUWhdaH6rUj1ycyV7CY8RfzEpVkDmnTNM1e/s1600/Cocoa%20Full%20Fleece.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Cocoa with all his fleece.</td></tr></tbody></table><div>Our brown and black sheep have lots of fleece! People who spin wool and weave love their fleece because the 'hair' is so long.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJDp49YUHIrOmmacQkK9sUxSJWNB47uAwdYd8FZhdh4w0WGk12Rf4IrlRKZZj4mMkLctQOIwsdWHQFSFVdeEdJb36LFgEfpZlTIjKTJc3xpM55osx-r3BuFnafmSG0V3CIAPcNuREDuWGlsAzq-vou1RMFlMzpkA4k6_YMf4TSlJTnApn6yPIh5jH/s256/Cocoa%20and%202%20White%20Sheep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJDp49YUHIrOmmacQkK9sUxSJWNB47uAwdYd8FZhdh4w0WGk12Rf4IrlRKZZj4mMkLctQOIwsdWHQFSFVdeEdJb36LFgEfpZlTIjKTJc3xpM55osx-r3BuFnafmSG0V3CIAPcNuREDuWGlsAzq-vou1RMFlMzpkA4k6_YMf4TSlJTnApn6yPIh5jH/s1600/Cocoa%20and%202%20White%20Sheep.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see Cocoa between the two white sheep?<br />His horns look the same, but his body looks very different.<br />He's not skinny, but he doesn't look as big and fat as he did when he had his wool coat on.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJGKH4JArIb3ncOuOwTfTXT8LtQnHOxB4MSbUVcq_x78Le2vzLXL8beL8xygCCMVYeWVyCGOi_8giaku2-WcIpYxtSqIYya3_isDnCRstOXe1ruT8KqTNxep_cNgxqGjP8gU2r-a2Z8f26ISvWz-P8V_V8GxH4Mdf9pdi1nN1VauMXU4VkSeBMuKV1/s256/Toby%20Sheared.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJGKH4JArIb3ncOuOwTfTXT8LtQnHOxB4MSbUVcq_x78Le2vzLXL8beL8xygCCMVYeWVyCGOi_8giaku2-WcIpYxtSqIYya3_isDnCRstOXe1ruT8KqTNxep_cNgxqGjP8gU2r-a2Z8f26ISvWz-P8V_V8GxH4Mdf9pdi1nN1VauMXU4VkSeBMuKV1/s1600/Toby%20Sheared.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what Toby looks like without his wool coat. He's still cute!</td></tr></tbody></table></blockquote><p>All the sheep are so much happier now that their winter coats are gone. They were getting so hot! </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjjRTWnKwPCbFzIiXiPM7oBIO4Tb42Hs6M80b5n_a0c57BhgoCyZWC2MU5ZrJb0fjOhzdaUBpTxS2wLs3MWG98lpme5H-ArOHapZSQY1An1F5zqScFU8fO7hhvBXMvQ01nHH4QLAvCI0Qa9rFJMx-RFL2L-6qUu670YQzo9Sxb_RHJGbHkbadRFTN/s256/BoPeep's%20fleece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjjRTWnKwPCbFzIiXiPM7oBIO4Tb42Hs6M80b5n_a0c57BhgoCyZWC2MU5ZrJb0fjOhzdaUBpTxS2wLs3MWG98lpme5H-ArOHapZSQY1An1F5zqScFU8fO7hhvBXMvQ01nHH4QLAvCI0Qa9rFJMx-RFL2L-6qUu670YQzo9Sxb_RHJGbHkbadRFTN/s1600/BoPeep's%20fleece.jpg" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what one of the white sheep's fleece looked like.</td></tr></tbody></table>The white sheep don't have very nice wool. There are different breeds (kinds) of sheep, just like there are different dog breeds. This wool gets used in the garden around the plants to help keep the weeds down, and to help keep the soil cool and moist. Plants love it!<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div><p>My friend was here with her spinning wheel. She really enjoyed meeting all of you who stopped to watch and talk with her. She had some very good questions, and liked being able to answer questions.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/YdVzNdYjCLY" width="320" youtube-src-id="YdVzNdYjCLY"></iframe></div>This is a video of me spinning wool. It's a few years old, but spinning wool hasn't changed. People have been spinning wool like this for hundreds of year. My friend has the same kind of spinning wheel. She was spinning outside, and letting everyone get close enough to see just what she was doing.</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><p>We had a station where children could felt soap. I really wish I had a photo of what the finished soaps looked like. I hope yours turned out great! </p><p>If you have a picture of your felted soap, send it to your teacher and I'll put it here for everyone to see.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPs-dnyvHNs4zyb4k1PG8ngOvdvgqePTK6nzSkizFznpHJSHSK4p-bF8e80dVK1TUecJ2GoWkwOykAxwOHXEs7Q7LTMdNM1Oj5R0cthqycBJrq6Lmq1TWu22VYuEXGs9XHi2LCgs_cXT2pwLubORjorBLVPdMQFyzGl2aAQyAKGpsBeiOFj0CadsT/s256/Little%20One%20and%20lamb%204-2022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPs-dnyvHNs4zyb4k1PG8ngOvdvgqePTK6nzSkizFznpHJSHSK4p-bF8e80dVK1TUecJ2GoWkwOykAxwOHXEs7Q7LTMdNM1Oj5R0cthqycBJrq6Lmq1TWu22VYuEXGs9XHi2LCgs_cXT2pwLubORjorBLVPdMQFyzGl2aAQyAKGpsBeiOFj0CadsT/s1600/Little%20One%20and%20lamb%204-2022.jpg" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I put a little sweater on the new little lamb when it got cold. Little One (the mama sheep) and the new baby stayed in a stall for a few days. That helps the mama keep track of the baby. Baby lambs sometimes get lost, and the mamas don't like that at all.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Lots of families liked visiting the two new lambs. Some people got to feed Bunny a bottle. They thought that was so much fun! Bunny is a very soft lamb, and she loves people. You got to see a video of Bunny eating <a href="https://welcomehomefarm-tj.blogspot.com/2022/04/friday-surprise.html" target="_blank">last week</a>. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxLrTYOBQ9Ln0YIzYNLcs1ns4leR_sYkD2n93pgaM6DSqcnLlY_N4kni9tsFsil_6CWhWz8ZlY8dDSpk1FQOw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Bunny and the new lamb are getting along well. They are old enough that they like playing together. Little One (mama) doesn't mind Bunny at all. She won't feed Bunny, but she keeps an eye out for her, and lets her play with the black baby.</div><div><br /></div><div>The new lamb doesn't have a name yet. I'd love to hear what your ideas are! You can leave them in the comments below, or write your ideas down and give them to your teacher. <p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>We had a children's book exchange table. All the books that were left on the table were donated to a new teacher's classroom. We were so glad to be able to find a good home for all those books.</p><p>A lot of children had fun walking the chickens. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzfdvvK50_nxTsh3gnFGu73-EeLJ7ILOMiyguOdhT6C96pVp2yC253fTEb1bbyYFjFtBBWHOTzqUStpAwLOeg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p>My neighbor was at the station with the chickens, turkeys, and ducks. She did a great job over there! She had harnesses and leashes for two chickens. Have you ever walked a chicken?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYaMkzTrRU5lSQEY2PFuJxuuCsDHJKOYdDrir82uLcao3SqIC_pX5Nwv99yWmhv6QNNgH1h6B5jFYOgv0xyqZy1AxTSAGzDIz5b6EoBihau_OJMySDU3LWm-ny9KWU1rzgSEO7_C0AcBteDTavhPjB0FxNR03L2oIGME0t7J_nqq_lWl3YcN50Z7wX/s640/Turkey%20hatches%20duckling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYaMkzTrRU5lSQEY2PFuJxuuCsDHJKOYdDrir82uLcao3SqIC_pX5Nwv99yWmhv6QNNgH1h6B5jFYOgv0xyqZy1AxTSAGzDIz5b6EoBihau_OJMySDU3LWm-ny9KWU1rzgSEO7_C0AcBteDTavhPjB0FxNR03L2oIGME0t7J_nqq_lWl3YcN50Z7wX/s320/Turkey%20hatches%20duckling.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Guess what! Gracie, the turkey, was sitting on duck eggs.<br />She hatched out a duckling yesterday!<br />I'm not sure how she will do raising a duckling. I'll keep you posted.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Thanks for coming to visit the farm!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQc1vy2wElTrlXTQCbPaLVVXQr81fGXrI_xR4V0K54Ubi4FuFRyy5DbNc5r5K8T10bN1aGVdkkqfOEgg2teBlv7y0HV8nLFrqHwoAqYWgh-hg0VxyTWuUv18WAaP5X_NysU7NZ_w-qAoCRMS2dKri9qENCIaH-YEYSoTFLGNW-f8aT2Nd4HD-La3FH/s1425/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQc1vy2wElTrlXTQCbPaLVVXQr81fGXrI_xR4V0K54Ubi4FuFRyy5DbNc5r5K8T10bN1aGVdkkqfOEgg2teBlv7y0HV8nLFrqHwoAqYWgh-hg0VxyTWuUv18WAaP5X_NysU7NZ_w-qAoCRMS2dKri9qENCIaH-YEYSoTFLGNW-f8aT2Nd4HD-La3FH/s320/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" width="174" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p></div></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-23535190529053248082022-04-15T12:37:00.003-06:002022-04-15T13:43:43.917-06:00Friday Surprise!<p> Some days we have surprises on the farm.</p><p>We're still surprised that Sadie hasn't had her calf. We're wondering if the tests were wrong. We'll wait a few more days to see what happens. Maybe she really isn't pregnant!</p><p>Our Spring Break surprise was a little lamb. My friend had a lamb she needed to find a home for. The lamb will be raised here for a few months until she goes back to her farm.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gtfq2Bly1m-NoOX5FUvO7SQ8Mw8Ya3UTdWLRAPpfbJCgTnZMGYdlT-vXGkYYq4O17RnG5sig3Wg2CqLpgFXgKphkJRfoSSLkxfLwy0yiSjVN8dSSHPCc4cAMzaZQrqVZSSUzI5RmTfnfHmVx181UjVDBx-sdbbegU-hvqGxT95iUEy1eBLNsZfqg/s640/Bunny%20Sheep%204-5.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gtfq2Bly1m-NoOX5FUvO7SQ8Mw8Ya3UTdWLRAPpfbJCgTnZMGYdlT-vXGkYYq4O17RnG5sig3Wg2CqLpgFXgKphkJRfoSSLkxfLwy0yiSjVN8dSSHPCc4cAMzaZQrqVZSSUzI5RmTfnfHmVx181UjVDBx-sdbbegU-hvqGxT95iUEy1eBLNsZfqg/s16000/Bunny%20Sheep%204-5.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We named the new lamb Bunny because when I first saw her in the little dog carrier, she looked just like a big bunny.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fHfwlkx6zKQE3WN0AlbgLCrYc_dpNc-RRrX7OPMaTn7Ywy03bg0fOs1cYoOpgc3IWrB5UBz7Yr2gpejJLq_f49jtxFUgTt0nCYYdd-MlkQxQ15llvcR4_z2FKnxkHaJTYLwIgv5SS3lMCQ9h_ThR5sJL_t_BXeJaf4YjTjPkcNNdY4a74wuPlPGz/s640/Bunny%20Bottle%204-13.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fHfwlkx6zKQE3WN0AlbgLCrYc_dpNc-RRrX7OPMaTn7Ywy03bg0fOs1cYoOpgc3IWrB5UBz7Yr2gpejJLq_f49jtxFUgTt0nCYYdd-MlkQxQ15llvcR4_z2FKnxkHaJTYLwIgv5SS3lMCQ9h_ThR5sJL_t_BXeJaf4YjTjPkcNNdY4a74wuPlPGz/s16000/Bunny%20Bottle%204-13.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was born on Monday, April 4th.<br />Her mom loved her very much, but couldn't feed her.<br />Bunny needs to be bottle fed so she could get the milk she needs to grow.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/HR8nP9ttBBg" width="320" youtube-src-id="HR8nP9ttBBg"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Z7oL97vLq-U" width="320" youtube-src-id="Z7oL97vLq-U"></iframe></div><br /><p>Yay for new lambs in the springtime! Bunny is so friendly, and she's so much fun to feed. Yay for dogs that like to help around the farm!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzaTRyhTJBLGDV_DaiTIxZZNk12EzEgfCzSy61SyL9gFHUy7f70Rmq7ke6CXL-FlrvJtREG1RGoWyCVIKCvZIukChNuiPXXhp0Gvgd_Ayyllb7nacn8fa17OFzkN_3oV1cHQ08r0sugHv4K-N2MSU5zgnUy7j4dOH_c6wIWj_qfBiUIQGujRKolYL/s256/Snow%20Barn%204-12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzaTRyhTJBLGDV_DaiTIxZZNk12EzEgfCzSy61SyL9gFHUy7f70Rmq7ke6CXL-FlrvJtREG1RGoWyCVIKCvZIukChNuiPXXhp0Gvgd_Ayyllb7nacn8fa17OFzkN_3oV1cHQ08r0sugHv4K-N2MSU5zgnUy7j4dOH_c6wIWj_qfBiUIQGujRKolYL/s16000/Snow%20Barn%204-12.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snow on April 12th was a big surprise, too! <br />The wind was fierce the night before!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2VDeyQNAWlfnLxXdX1W9ItPc4g0KWGov-QTbNUz_c25a6gf8cFj2aJoYn6F6rKyFQjnZln_Nfq5lIMmiUNtOTemVkdXjvrDZXslCSt6tQk8MZMzy30nsUZS35udzVOb7s45Kt2z2JYWhwY9vIFP4_yDts8MNYwwzsXWxlfGjNunQFHZnXWs3eRZ2/s640/Snow%20Barn%20Door%204-12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2VDeyQNAWlfnLxXdX1W9ItPc4g0KWGov-QTbNUz_c25a6gf8cFj2aJoYn6F6rKyFQjnZln_Nfq5lIMmiUNtOTemVkdXjvrDZXslCSt6tQk8MZMzy30nsUZS35udzVOb7s45Kt2z2JYWhwY9vIFP4_yDts8MNYwwzsXWxlfGjNunQFHZnXWs3eRZ2/w320-h240/Snow%20Barn%20Door%204-12.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The doorknob to the barn was covered with snow and ice.<br />We're so grateful for the water that no one at our house complained one bit!<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjpb7MjQg4os9rMO_Pz7Ft8YXey8xyz6e0Wdot2LFS140YBFDaCFy3EUEeMI-fb5lSl5rmZHK_CBc44Fe2cQphfPMJMHZa9Es1PiFEtKRdKd35hC4kQc-Iq9ahPcWpIliKlegB-EFQQB_Rm5o9LpHIQWlMzyE-9ChwBPlULZXaK4sggCsB41rSfuS/s640/Graycie%20sitting%204-1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjpb7MjQg4os9rMO_Pz7Ft8YXey8xyz6e0Wdot2LFS140YBFDaCFy3EUEeMI-fb5lSl5rmZHK_CBc44Fe2cQphfPMJMHZa9Es1PiFEtKRdKd35hC4kQc-Iq9ahPcWpIliKlegB-EFQQB_Rm5o9LpHIQWlMzyE-9ChwBPlULZXaK4sggCsB41rSfuS/s16000/Graycie%20sitting%204-1.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gracie is still sitting on her eggs. That's not really a surprise.<br />I hope they will hatch next week. I've got everything ready to take care of baby turkeys.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>The biggest surprise of the week was what I found when I fed the sheep this morning.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8AnHNYxfU4lEUIms6lOzRVAIyGVcEqA2M1VPeUbJVScpb7hkNwVodBdP6F_N2QmUppX4QGtRqTiHHSu8qKlOp142Ke5OklWRukA06L1-oLUdqd1Laps6PYW7tWVm2ClxYxAO6nyACddcTw644a1PkNdr8cuPcdH_83tRerG4JnYwCW63YBICeJtPd/s640/Surprise%20Lamb%204-12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8AnHNYxfU4lEUIms6lOzRVAIyGVcEqA2M1VPeUbJVScpb7hkNwVodBdP6F_N2QmUppX4QGtRqTiHHSu8qKlOp142Ke5OklWRukA06L1-oLUdqd1Laps6PYW7tWVm2ClxYxAO6nyACddcTw644a1PkNdr8cuPcdH_83tRerG4JnYwCW63YBICeJtPd/s16000/Surprise%20Lamb%204-12.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I found a new lamb!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>That was a BIG surprise.</p><p>Last year my friend gave me two bummer lambs like Bunny. Last years lambs were very small, and very sick. I wasn't sure I could keep them alive. </p><p>She told me they were both boys. She didn't check them closely because she was so busy lambing on the farm, and with her regular job. She just wanted to get the sick lambs to a new home where someone could take care of them.</p><p>I didn't check, either!</p><p>Instead of having three rams (boy sheep) I have two rams and a ewe (girl sheep).</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhosE2crVBjCtoEq928cyrLTZYewWKO5pNuxBdfQ60EBRFH2wDUMFqakbpCFhHMCx1aIK4mTHngNC47QCoZc-HyIANj2_2ceRVpyhXBScrYGkwhRdOfp2rNLi0BolanmlTE21RfsrVKvsYCcso0D8vA7_EF8jHeKm7CNNtPgIiaq9e3xPdOSI9QfTc/s256/Surprise%20lamb%202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhosE2crVBjCtoEq928cyrLTZYewWKO5pNuxBdfQ60EBRFH2wDUMFqakbpCFhHMCx1aIK4mTHngNC47QCoZc-HyIANj2_2ceRVpyhXBScrYGkwhRdOfp2rNLi0BolanmlTE21RfsrVKvsYCcso0D8vA7_EF8jHeKm7CNNtPgIiaq9e3xPdOSI9QfTc/w300-h400/Surprise%20lamb%202.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I checked closely this time.<br />The baby is a boy!</td></tr></tbody></table>They can't stay out with the boy sheep. Boy sheep are not good dads. <div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ2cNmuoXB2BMKlRIqEhrAAGK2HJ7z6s1Dzn1-XKp8-uUs1QePhenn_hlpqI-oK0-Zt5OJQIoPktR3K1ILH_zh5CkCQpjBUX9W6Ah0Mhm_4YTvOMFuOWcqD10UYqZTqWpkSwEGtK-OVX5yfap2u9Ajz2JRZrbl6-Mld50v5D9hxNkMQBTg6lc9As2A/s256/Surprise%20Lamb,%20Little%20One,%20and%20Bunny.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="230" data-original-width="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ2cNmuoXB2BMKlRIqEhrAAGK2HJ7z6s1Dzn1-XKp8-uUs1QePhenn_hlpqI-oK0-Zt5OJQIoPktR3K1ILH_zh5CkCQpjBUX9W6Ah0Mhm_4YTvOMFuOWcqD10UYqZTqWpkSwEGtK-OVX5yfap2u9Ajz2JRZrbl6-Mld50v5D9hxNkMQBTg6lc9As2A/s16000/Surprise%20Lamb,%20Little%20One,%20and%20Bunny.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I moved Little One (the mama sheep) into the spot where we train Mishka.<br />She and the new lamb will be fine there for a while.<br />Do you see Bunny, the other lamb?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>I wanted to see how Bunny would do with Little One, and the new lamb. Sometimes new mamas don't like other babies at all. Sometimes they chase them away and are very mean to them.</div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/8N_ly3DgQqI" width="320" youtube-src-id="8N_ly3DgQqI"></iframe></div><br /><div>I'm hoping that the three will get along well. It would be very nice for Bunny to have another little lamb to play with.</div><div><br /></div><div>No, I haven't named the new lamb yet. I think I'll wait a week and see what names everyone comes up with.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RTaDc6Tbx7ty2f5eQ4QICwMeFswfD4c6GzWgy2B6zPgUx2iZoBjn_nWsDy_NVYHepdqcuSOLWRC6WTdFesxVmWN6OIg_jK6n43TEIj2qea50iZjm3mQ_rLVJy6t1WNbC0mNkgLw5mVa05w5-zPjde2gVd44BiuvYRAEUZg86pyHgcWT1dta-fcgz/s512/Curious%20Cow,%20Surprise%20Lamb.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RTaDc6Tbx7ty2f5eQ4QICwMeFswfD4c6GzWgy2B6zPgUx2iZoBjn_nWsDy_NVYHepdqcuSOLWRC6WTdFesxVmWN6OIg_jK6n43TEIj2qea50iZjm3mQ_rLVJy6t1WNbC0mNkgLw5mVa05w5-zPjde2gVd44BiuvYRAEUZg86pyHgcWT1dta-fcgz/s16000/Curious%20Cow,%20Surprise%20Lamb.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As soon as I let the cows out of their pen they came over to check out the new lamb.<br />Echo, the brown cow, is such a good mama.<br />She loves everyone's babies. Whenever we have a new lamb on the farm<br />Echo wants to give it a 'cow wash.'<br />She wants to lick it clean!<br />The lambs don't mind, and we think it's funny.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>I hope you have a wonderful week!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgqaSdJBj_sNARS-QQRph4HpYgLmhrg3h_zEUYTRUaTYvLvio5GwOd2cf_gt_xNP-Vl1wtVZfFQD49zHoonTnre10UgHN4srUjCnIdLMeo1ZyoRv-s_qiIyeRHTCKhItl5mb5veijlQIQYhXm3Pyb_LAV1MS3ZmSxChDBP4-8dHPRcMsBXt2U678s/s1425/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgqaSdJBj_sNARS-QQRph4HpYgLmhrg3h_zEUYTRUaTYvLvio5GwOd2cf_gt_xNP-Vl1wtVZfFQD49zHoonTnre10UgHN4srUjCnIdLMeo1ZyoRv-s_qiIyeRHTCKhItl5mb5veijlQIQYhXm3Pyb_LAV1MS3ZmSxChDBP4-8dHPRcMsBXt2U678s/s320/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" width="174" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-73721417278036731262022-04-01T13:35:00.003-06:002022-04-01T13:35:46.220-06:00No Calf Yet!<p> Sad day! I was hoping that Sadie would have her calf on Monday. Echo always has her calves close to the due date.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR8N565EuOaaYd0LIgmtS7UyNh5To18uQiyfX_w1dehpNaSOnytzxpO7a4LCjw3VT7UIj689BzC9FEe2u1yEM0XePOPUNrRn-OfCVHg-YWCu6Z3_B6s7bQm64LM3OKnh502C1L0MaOqmFcAt50MjRIzEL2H6AdYoxInqI8V6ao9IZYHnRlFQZmoQ4_/s480/Sadie%204-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR8N565EuOaaYd0LIgmtS7UyNh5To18uQiyfX_w1dehpNaSOnytzxpO7a4LCjw3VT7UIj689BzC9FEe2u1yEM0XePOPUNrRn-OfCVHg-YWCu6Z3_B6s7bQm64LM3OKnh502C1L0MaOqmFcAt50MjRIzEL2H6AdYoxInqI8V6ao9IZYHnRlFQZmoQ4_/s320/Sadie%204-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She's sitting around a lot. I think she's feeling uncomfortable.</td></tr></tbody></table>I talked to my friend who also has cows. She said that Brown Swiss cows don't usually deliver on their due date. They often have their calves late.<div><br /></div><div>Cows can have their calves about 10 days early to 10 days late. If the cow is late, often it is a bull calf (boy) so we're hoping she is having a boy. </div><div><br /></div><div>She is also a 'springer.' A springer is a cow who is going to have her first calf. This is Sadie's first calf. Since she's never had a calf before, we really don't know how late she will go.</div><div><br /></div><div>While we're waiting for Sadie to have her calf, we've been getting the garden ready for spring planting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Our neighbors are, too!</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEE8CZarbkRfP1TRHDRf9ejgQ9neO9V_TqoArlu6XbuvOvcQa6VvPz-ZXOB7pL9pF0ligYHhqehC_FtuS9oLz8GRPRM3taX0oy0ENMfwF4PGKUP1e3pRg7GRVY2zEpUmbyNksHV0_q0EPNkN2QBmghlxm7AhcmFGOwg1Wyiwq0HKHiDfifvZKs_By/s640/IMG_6107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEE8CZarbkRfP1TRHDRf9ejgQ9neO9V_TqoArlu6XbuvOvcQa6VvPz-ZXOB7pL9pF0ligYHhqehC_FtuS9oLz8GRPRM3taX0oy0ENMfwF4PGKUP1e3pRg7GRVY2zEpUmbyNksHV0_q0EPNkN2QBmghlxm7AhcmFGOwg1Wyiwq0HKHiDfifvZKs_By/s320/IMG_6107.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our neighbor came and dug up a lot of old manure.<br />Old manure is great garden food!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLD3uHgcbprY1iuM0lvyF3Hb4uQJW9w1Tkn_RcCP2ZAG46IC-J5l1An_7GBy-i7DLxJhIurNsbia7q9dgj1TyTV0GDgg0J18NwP4sF-JgUTdju7aaL5YlguzbGKceL9EqlcnMO-4U-Gaktpu34oTZ9eUjgKu3kFhZf3fz8vsozPl3X7ezbJjLzXuqK/s640/IMG_1581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLD3uHgcbprY1iuM0lvyF3Hb4uQJW9w1Tkn_RcCP2ZAG46IC-J5l1An_7GBy-i7DLxJhIurNsbia7q9dgj1TyTV0GDgg0J18NwP4sF-JgUTdju7aaL5YlguzbGKceL9EqlcnMO-4U-Gaktpu34oTZ9eUjgKu3kFhZf3fz8vsozPl3X7ezbJjLzXuqK/s320/IMG_1581.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Their garden is huge! <br />Those dark piles are the manure he dug out of our piles. He tilled in all that manure and his garden dirt looks beautiful now!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg40_l1os7Ctv9exDk6PVFteUhhAQp0VD1c2AAtOo8G7D6wSr3ojFyAq0lI2bOt5a2saVmAW737TsVp5TiLksfrRWE07yfH0Uuczl13nxZbSgcTerFI5h-YpCInw1YLJlqGscPaIufn6pUpAJbQ7rFw36mHzRlWzJgQwA_sJKcCYzvAdjZKrQH4ikL/s640/garden%20tire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg40_l1os7Ctv9exDk6PVFteUhhAQp0VD1c2AAtOo8G7D6wSr3ojFyAq0lI2bOt5a2saVmAW737TsVp5TiLksfrRWE07yfH0Uuczl13nxZbSgcTerFI5h-YpCInw1YLJlqGscPaIufn6pUpAJbQ7rFw36mHzRlWzJgQwA_sJKcCYzvAdjZKrQH4ikL/s320/garden%20tire.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They like to try new things in their garden, just like we do!<br />This new tire will be filled with wood chips and dirt so they can grow sweet potatoes. <br />That's a BIG tire!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeHTHXOlXDciX1wXWHSin_riJFYt9-SgKeA1DKj_bzF0zSUpRjMXXv7it1uxxfe2vEcREX6r1LLyrp0FvRSM5dyRHS35d8tDQvV7_CX1CnYtQ6lQCt6hYfwpdRr92XRWBlzyE4NuNgwuiDSuxMfMhee7uU2Yo9D1DkVz9FpOymKfG0Gw-IJTQ__LD1/s640/Winter%20sowing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeHTHXOlXDciX1wXWHSin_riJFYt9-SgKeA1DKj_bzF0zSUpRjMXXv7it1uxxfe2vEcREX6r1LLyrp0FvRSM5dyRHS35d8tDQvV7_CX1CnYtQ6lQCt6hYfwpdRr92XRWBlzyE4NuNgwuiDSuxMfMhee7uU2Yo9D1DkVz9FpOymKfG0Gw-IJTQ__LD1/s320/Winter%20sowing.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Your teacher helped me plant seeds on Monday.<br />This type of gardening is called "<a href="https://empressofdirt.net/winter-sowing/" target="_blank">Winter Sowing</a>."</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>We planted the seeds and put them in jugs and containers. We leave the jugs and containers outside until they are ready to plant. The seeds will sprout when they are ready! It's so much easier than growing plants inside. I don't have room inside for starting that many plants, so this is a perfect way for us to start seeds.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-J1GlpyTwtkZSD8GvTTx-83-vcYDDzmc4N4bgr9Q3TD4xq3W_lup3yPL4GA7g_NUwITBiyVeERiHsCEEbo6WDRKMx1mL9qMcrRPyYBrcYT753_eIQffOe4r8GYOz3mENgUEoauz9JPkAAtmY6C4cw48vGugKlNeAebAZliZt79w8n50OLDYH5nLm/s640/grape%20sticks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-J1GlpyTwtkZSD8GvTTx-83-vcYDDzmc4N4bgr9Q3TD4xq3W_lup3yPL4GA7g_NUwITBiyVeERiHsCEEbo6WDRKMx1mL9qMcrRPyYBrcYT753_eIQffOe4r8GYOz3mENgUEoauz9JPkAAtmY6C4cw48vGugKlNeAebAZliZt79w8n50OLDYH5nLm/s320/grape%20sticks.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm also starting some new grape vines.<br />Those sticks don't look like grape vines, yet.<br />Hopefully they will grow some roots in the next few months.<br />The ones on the left are Concord grapes for juice.<br />The sticks on the right are Pink Reliance grapes. They are just for eating, and are type of 'table grapes.'</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>They will stay in this spot for about 2 years. The ones that grow the best will be moved to a permanent spot where they will grow for many, many years.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwp1xwIWJvWN30A2-mTlkMVUiIpAGN3qdUDHENdok_tjBNrx75LVMC7N5m3lBZglCJCEcem4m3fatkmnxTyqqMFzKDQhysf5Cc8Mkv2fqCbI7jnf9hGF9Wiiuo7DycoKD6_YmXhkZbyuXoJAY2SxEtVEzUMPidAwBx5KPcWSaA0PrbXWs-xhsETN-O/s640/old%20grapes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwp1xwIWJvWN30A2-mTlkMVUiIpAGN3qdUDHENdok_tjBNrx75LVMC7N5m3lBZglCJCEcem4m3fatkmnxTyqqMFzKDQhysf5Cc8Mkv2fqCbI7jnf9hGF9Wiiuo7DycoKD6_YmXhkZbyuXoJAY2SxEtVEzUMPidAwBx5KPcWSaA0PrbXWs-xhsETN-O/s320/old%20grapes.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I got my grape starts from some of these grape vines.<br />These vines are 40 years old. They belong to a neighbor around the corner.<br />He is a grape expert and showed many neighbors how to prune and take care of their grapes.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPI_2sHdyVfvbriI0UJr0TzPP2AMGukOQAZCIU80B0rO8TZXPm8GXFVBPMGs4U6z9u2kRJWgdCCH8i-GgZYAqHYONW3ScrRm61MTGtRMnFZWEI7cn598hZGCNB0sqDXbLVqJ6xG3riDQJb59Bt4A3lD8KIJAaQqCJhVLH89V8pIweWIYh1HaaxOHd/s256/garden%20bed%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPI_2sHdyVfvbriI0UJr0TzPP2AMGukOQAZCIU80B0rO8TZXPm8GXFVBPMGs4U6z9u2kRJWgdCCH8i-GgZYAqHYONW3ScrRm61MTGtRMnFZWEI7cn598hZGCNB0sqDXbLVqJ6xG3riDQJb59Bt4A3lD8KIJAaQqCJhVLH89V8pIweWIYh1HaaxOHd/s1600/garden%20bed%201.jpg" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I use old crib parts as trellis' in my garden beds.<br />I planted a lot of peas on Monday.<br />The peas will grow up the crib side and make it easy for me to pick.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0D-FHWySxptg4W_SRJdPwEOPX7UQQrgY_60brwOeqBm-TOSt_uMsvsQ-ktdAUvuDiAHIUkxzQ1odcx6PniVd39hr0lq4o2IBLEhy8cof78rslRXSc0xljh0-jLYwV4FP9JPlXTs2OOS0gtiMggkSL3MlLk00wa1AzYpJjzH3iXvsVyyygvVeCGeXy/s640/turned%20bed%20for%20melons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0D-FHWySxptg4W_SRJdPwEOPX7UQQrgY_60brwOeqBm-TOSt_uMsvsQ-ktdAUvuDiAHIUkxzQ1odcx6PniVd39hr0lq4o2IBLEhy8cof78rslRXSc0xljh0-jLYwV4FP9JPlXTs2OOS0gtiMggkSL3MlLk00wa1AzYpJjzH3iXvsVyyygvVeCGeXy/s320/turned%20bed%20for%20melons.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I also dug up the dirt in another garden spot so the soil will be looser.<br />I'll plant some melons in this spot.<br />It has been nice to be working outside again.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHk-n12QnX430FIApAlzacQjRxbx_wj-LZsDJ9AOOIABZfYHVCu9zMHZKmDaGHEXL-w6JTIKbwVAyPbk3eXCWi4db6ACUQnqNHZY7p4z4e-8YoHwoqZl7JdUa8hmJRkKEoxBChdMET60-aBv6dhldH4udONX0K-riADkZH3UQvRWSG5G_ZKWItc4oK/s640/Stinky%20outside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHk-n12QnX430FIApAlzacQjRxbx_wj-LZsDJ9AOOIABZfYHVCu9zMHZKmDaGHEXL-w6JTIKbwVAyPbk3eXCWi4db6ACUQnqNHZY7p4z4e-8YoHwoqZl7JdUa8hmJRkKEoxBChdMET60-aBv6dhldH4udONX0K-riADkZH3UQvRWSG5G_ZKWItc4oK/s320/Stinky%20outside.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even Stinky, our 21 year old cat has been outside enjoying the warmer weather!</td></tr></tbody></table><p>I hope you have a wonderful Spring Break! </p><p>Hopefully Sadie will have her calf and you can see photos of it the next time you see Farm Friday.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuSfu6YzBrmzbFQl63fd8VDm1j53fA3BSqua2XtfGD9kcwfujAIMqEG5la7fqcYd-m_VZz0YCw0rRkRp9BQw-R4bfOyTDL_a0Uszp9Iq5FotsFMkPeTdR-43Mi-rEcH3qSUCCe8DpI5r4HcsZfi7SUaG4uONcNMHehBY-prv8QLyMc8VboL49rIef-/s1425/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuSfu6YzBrmzbFQl63fd8VDm1j53fA3BSqua2XtfGD9kcwfujAIMqEG5la7fqcYd-m_VZz0YCw0rRkRp9BQw-R4bfOyTDL_a0Uszp9Iq5FotsFMkPeTdR-43Mi-rEcH3qSUCCe8DpI5r4HcsZfi7SUaG4uONcNMHehBY-prv8QLyMc8VboL49rIef-/s320/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" width="174" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-60061349706546804572022-03-25T12:50:00.000-06:002022-03-25T12:50:23.137-06:00Goats Love Macaroni!<p>One of my goat's favorite treats is old noodles. Sometimes my friends bring me old pasta noodles that they don't want to eat. </p><p>https://youtu.be/XE-MUhxJD9A</p><p>I love hearing River crunch the noodles. I think it's so funny!</p><p>Do you have a cat or dog that likes to eat hard noodles? Your teacher does! </p><p>River has sore hooves all the time. We're not sure how she <a href="https://content.ces.ncsu.edu/laminitis-or-founder" target="_blank">foundered</a>, but she did. I give her some aspirin every day. She loves taking it. I think she knows that her hooves feel a little better after she eats it.</p><p>https://youtu.be/dytQoGtDY_g</p><p>Sometimes it's hard to give animals their medicine. Sometimes it tastes horrible! I'm so glad that River likes aspirin because she has to take some every day.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8LJzjE3Y-mAlDhtUBzCATRuic4vhParFy435IE366s1jANRqGGs2EmwVnU_SOb9K9SRJp1nWXpfMqw5CTO3Yj31Nc2_NHGVi8Y1AOXq74NErvJY8ySHXUctMSA8Ifc9eAKKE2JQzcXTGkb9eboeAf7YanMzNRMaZL_90Swu9-3HVW912UGH-Ve9-d/s492/chickens%20field.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="369" data-original-width="492" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8LJzjE3Y-mAlDhtUBzCATRuic4vhParFy435IE366s1jANRqGGs2EmwVnU_SOb9K9SRJp1nWXpfMqw5CTO3Yj31Nc2_NHGVi8Y1AOXq74NErvJY8ySHXUctMSA8Ifc9eAKKE2JQzcXTGkb9eboeAf7YanMzNRMaZL_90Swu9-3HVW912UGH-Ve9-d/s320/chickens%20field.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WNyjCnexKusMrehpLfJsPUqiM9WQ2kXt5_qFUFwHHH097z-uxtbc12esF8J3ZRWkvHClesi6tQveATprkd1MMiggzjjwWoY8Ize_Ejd3IQ1UOSHEFs5Sk8MlQvHSxiKxJfgFFFHIXNgE4M6OkvVouShuDzybG5OdJOcVvOd8cSZC5P2mR_ZRd6fg/s247/3:25%20questions%20AD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="106" data-original-width="247" height="106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2WNyjCnexKusMrehpLfJsPUqiM9WQ2kXt5_qFUFwHHH097z-uxtbc12esF8J3ZRWkvHClesi6tQveATprkd1MMiggzjjwWoY8Ize_Ejd3IQ1UOSHEFs5Sk8MlQvHSxiKxJfgFFFHIXNgE4M6OkvVouShuDzybG5OdJOcVvOd8cSZC5P2mR_ZRd6fg/s1600/3:25%20questions%20AD.jpg" width="247" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes, I like having chickens!<br />I love watching them run around in the field. I think they are funny when they run.<br />I also like that they scratch up bugs and eat them all summer long.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8kv3MMP5yPRjFRCzlZfisdKLYOmXg-XIv8FL8_PyH13bqKhFuKq6tUes9hbJIFoDg8yUWR1iknbbFizHK8KwmQ02kXxjKHJr0FAPx_J53Zt7mG-AvVbbBPgy1Ra3kDOYUMC-au0mu47FZW6aL1nBYWcewVc8y5LFnlzZVjg8WjXGsdi-JDCfB9P2/s640/Version%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="228" data-original-width="640" height="114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8kv3MMP5yPRjFRCzlZfisdKLYOmXg-XIv8FL8_PyH13bqKhFuKq6tUes9hbJIFoDg8yUWR1iknbbFizHK8KwmQ02kXxjKHJr0FAPx_J53Zt7mG-AvVbbBPgy1Ra3kDOYUMC-au0mu47FZW6aL1nBYWcewVc8y5LFnlzZVjg8WjXGsdi-JDCfB9P2/s320/Version%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCWh3nfLwbQIA7lIw3zUm701I1Ia9Z9lP5BpBENyMklNxC8uE4daRge-wbJbjcFmznU1cM7YQi8gYtomxG69i68hHwiXeLCEu8QOjbqWPXdqmA5soF_UvVxX7NmfNqf43NYlTmjKFwkZANYD5221xlj55jwUlRhPAZcBNAjx2HmwJZcUHmmDEHC0G/s640/Chicken%20food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCWh3nfLwbQIA7lIw3zUm701I1Ia9Z9lP5BpBENyMklNxC8uE4daRge-wbJbjcFmznU1cM7YQi8gYtomxG69i68hHwiXeLCEu8QOjbqWPXdqmA5soF_UvVxX7NmfNqf43NYlTmjKFwkZANYD5221xlj55jwUlRhPAZcBNAjx2HmwJZcUHmmDEHC0G/s320/Chicken%20food.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chickens usually eat chicken food.<br />We feed our chickens <a href="https://www.calranch.com/hi-pro-egg-layer-21-pellet-feed-50-lb.html" target="_blank">higher protein</a> in the winter. <br />It helps them keep warmer in the cold winter months.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCtXsOSVgBUOFYrPmuGBucMkyH3-k-cTawlZe9vETErELT40OIX7hy3WikUZ5NXi2R1tQ3OHLh37UE-I6tLcSlhQtnvqsAo7JYEkw1jR0GvWRXQyoiELcTZ8adW9A5-Z_hJXM38sQKlA48xEWxXc5Mp94aucZ4z_VsCjyctygBdeGw0QDrmnZh6FlN/s256/Chicken%20food%20feeder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="256" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCtXsOSVgBUOFYrPmuGBucMkyH3-k-cTawlZe9vETErELT40OIX7hy3WikUZ5NXi2R1tQ3OHLh37UE-I6tLcSlhQtnvqsAo7JYEkw1jR0GvWRXQyoiELcTZ8adW9A5-Z_hJXM38sQKlA48xEWxXc5Mp94aucZ4z_VsCjyctygBdeGw0QDrmnZh6FlN/s1600/Chicken%20food%20feeder.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We feed them pellets because it doesn't go to waste.<br />Some chicken food looks like cornmeal. It's good for the chickens, too.<br />My chickens scratch and push it out of the feeder. That wastes the food, and the mice love it!<br />I'd rather not have too many mice in the barnyard.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTGqkUTjigYMYY82jH_s5jlddSiywMxbLaGayZ2dPh0R6IxQx0pB0wj_Ie9Au-tO9RmyS_kuONQoRfzeGPy4aw9EbF97ev0vu3bLB7rX095LpIKN_P2-r4R964Fp663CVsG_H9rMwBFGJudNgWZzuvRgUpH0qRsDiPOel4vvFCi6YEcWjDHhh9JfMr/s256/chicken%20food%20extra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="256" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTGqkUTjigYMYY82jH_s5jlddSiywMxbLaGayZ2dPh0R6IxQx0pB0wj_Ie9Au-tO9RmyS_kuONQoRfzeGPy4aw9EbF97ev0vu3bLB7rX095LpIKN_P2-r4R964Fp663CVsG_H9rMwBFGJudNgWZzuvRgUpH0qRsDiPOel4vvFCi6YEcWjDHhh9JfMr/s1600/chicken%20food%20extra.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About once a week I give them the same food that the cows and the goats get.<br />I add some calcium so that their egg shells are strong!<br />The white powder is calcium. I mix it in, and put it in a different feeder for them.<br />They think it's a special treat.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQr1OoJsyMk8u5SBamsysnAE6t447YydGw-giLkjMFZ_jrQKI0EYD6OkXaGQSKk7zOgCcr1226phpRUXZomPuoQ6BGp1wmQ8knkP0ZMEdf_XqckMZXBLamu6-WuRI4wZnrT9LgCMxo4NgGWkW2ZD1mAjTc-883TjEesyaVZUKarvkLZFPwm0bEJD0/s256/Old%20Truck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQr1OoJsyMk8u5SBamsysnAE6t447YydGw-giLkjMFZ_jrQKI0EYD6OkXaGQSKk7zOgCcr1226phpRUXZomPuoQ6BGp1wmQ8knkP0ZMEdf_XqckMZXBLamu6-WuRI4wZnrT9LgCMxo4NgGWkW2ZD1mAjTc-883TjEesyaVZUKarvkLZFPwm0bEJD0/s1600/Old%20Truck.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLNVRgt-5hL-abtK2BKXgFcZmZbPWQ5OM7S33JKbcs6c4rlUOdLzAWY0IPl3VWAWPsD-hXmuP1K4rPhsWONvRX7JYtuzbg2SPgUV47M1TdRkN34QnCNf09MIX0d-urB1W1bP8cdaOt7BxfdhoYBqIFC4rVjisrF0lf3BHoxD2X9cI0NHuQhsrN-Mn/s640/Forts%20for%20pets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="258" data-original-width="640" height="129" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLNVRgt-5hL-abtK2BKXgFcZmZbPWQ5OM7S33JKbcs6c4rlUOdLzAWY0IPl3VWAWPsD-hXmuP1K4rPhsWONvRX7JYtuzbg2SPgUV47M1TdRkN34QnCNf09MIX0d-urB1W1bP8cdaOt7BxfdhoYBqIFC4rVjisrF0lf3BHoxD2X9cI0NHuQhsrN-Mn/s320/Forts%20for%20pets.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No, we don't build forts for our pets.<br />We make sure they have shelter in the barn or in small shelters around the farm.<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDT5gNhnDcDmfp3eyWATpeXk_OVsXw9kHWOSI5oJMsv7OhQmv7GWQRyDckptVOEkrBgkGfN2ySfvZLeNgfQncIqQMfYTOj6awVDOb_9ZeJmfNO3KI8rU_p7AkbtzcOrvkOt98MMFyP1cqtOpPTzn7BHgB5ggXQTCRQ0OGuCGCRIlnVYPzkYdYYkVgQ/s256/Old%20Truck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDT5gNhnDcDmfp3eyWATpeXk_OVsXw9kHWOSI5oJMsv7OhQmv7GWQRyDckptVOEkrBgkGfN2ySfvZLeNgfQncIqQMfYTOj6awVDOb_9ZeJmfNO3KI8rU_p7AkbtzcOrvkOt98MMFyP1cqtOpPTzn7BHgB5ggXQTCRQ0OGuCGCRIlnVYPzkYdYYkVgQ/s1600/Old%20Truck.jpg" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like many farms, we have an old truck parked in the back. It doesn't work. <br />Sometimes the chickens and turkeys like to hide underneath it.<br />Maybe they think the old truck is a fort.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>We're fixing up that old green truck this year. We hope that we can get it running again. It would be so much fun to drive around and use on the farm!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4xdABLPF5fPoiwczHYE44nMhgjFWx3iCmCRYnJbVyWx1iM8Qpbf7WDKZuz6pnOeFFwCfFfHfoQawPvaq0CHAXTCSZ7IVWFfadEeCYBLcLVBLoCQcWIoRnIB9nbauNWY8i5LumAkUm84MUinQNMjHC8ewPD3GLFGHwjz-1bgNccydOLgFjk9Hp6P2/s256/Sadie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4xdABLPF5fPoiwczHYE44nMhgjFWx3iCmCRYnJbVyWx1iM8Qpbf7WDKZuz6pnOeFFwCfFfHfoQawPvaq0CHAXTCSZ7IVWFfadEeCYBLcLVBLoCQcWIoRnIB9nbauNWY8i5LumAkUm84MUinQNMjHC8ewPD3GLFGHwjz-1bgNccydOLgFjk9Hp6P2/s1600/Sadie.jpg" width="192" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If you've been keeping track on your calendar you know that Sadie is supposed to have her calf on March 28th! We're so excited! We're making sure everything is ready for her. She'll have a clean stall, and Echo will have to use another stall for a few days.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Today I brought her into the barn to start training her to stand where I milk the cows. </div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great week!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH6pX6Lm_ZdC9Gem5iCIfwQMUaLyWCtSxzgE8Rwqus2HAUBO3Ezjnr4jWicvsurpJPfDNLX0cLW0VQNvoGe_jF9W8CaRaLSmSW1C_a3yLo0_TAc5ErznAcVqJyyuYLw5rTef866gbghjkLZH-5Olj2rbEIyO_dFJO1N7cwpxZKFrhpYAqnmRFfu4j6/s1425/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH6pX6Lm_ZdC9Gem5iCIfwQMUaLyWCtSxzgE8Rwqus2HAUBO3Ezjnr4jWicvsurpJPfDNLX0cLW0VQNvoGe_jF9W8CaRaLSmSW1C_a3yLo0_TAc5ErznAcVqJyyuYLw5rTef866gbghjkLZH-5Olj2rbEIyO_dFJO1N7cwpxZKFrhpYAqnmRFfu4j6/s320/Next%20right%20thing.jpg" width="174" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-20700925421733618392022-03-18T14:27:00.003-06:002022-03-18T14:35:28.507-06:00My Friend's Calf<p>It's so much fun to have friends that also have farms! We get to share the happy days and the sad times with each other. We get to help each other out when we're having trouble on the farm, too.</p><p>My friend just got a new calf.</p><p>It's different than my cows. Her calf is a Holstein.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSBQtJmLOad1Z7O0YZRg-13GRu5c9izLxUBAP3cQqMDQzAytloCv679W0rD-H6zb8kGem-Qaesgy6sGyWtESy9E_pa3IHXu5Ti1rZgNRJGLrHxYIRyqvVNoEd0209e4ww3yyP7Z-lkXBRe_FHMWMBXLZWYZHpWj97WMILXSbP-HvoDDShOOsnUjWFy=s640" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="547" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSBQtJmLOad1Z7O0YZRg-13GRu5c9izLxUBAP3cQqMDQzAytloCv679W0rD-H6zb8kGem-Qaesgy6sGyWtESy9E_pa3IHXu5Ti1rZgNRJGLrHxYIRyqvVNoEd0209e4ww3yyP7Z-lkXBRe_FHMWMBXLZWYZHpWj97WMILXSbP-HvoDDShOOsnUjWFy=s320" width="274" /></a></div><p>She's black and white, like most milk cows. My cows are brown and tan, not black and white.</p><p>Her son brought her home from the dairy because the dairy didn't want her. She probably needed more care than they wanted to give her.</p><p>She was a little bit sick when she got to her new farm. Her poo is runny and doesn't look like it should.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSQugpASrhikDef4hDZw3eUSVDXozqYEttgJDyuSSA_U9VheHEQ0JIxJgyNVcuEYplGt641Pe4uTbUmcqa0o2LUPhkd13-dBvsciLr_NFllAOeEeo_MDz1_0DJl5Jh5c1SI8N3iUDTXsOoQqdm6LCNTcoPfW-dEVw0WK4_0e1KgIu2S_e6MXMUfAYs=s640" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="591" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSQugpASrhikDef4hDZw3eUSVDXozqYEttgJDyuSSA_U9VheHEQ0JIxJgyNVcuEYplGt641Pe4uTbUmcqa0o2LUPhkd13-dBvsciLr_NFllAOeEeo_MDz1_0DJl5Jh5c1SI8N3iUDTXsOoQqdm6LCNTcoPfW-dEVw0WK4_0e1KgIu2S_e6MXMUfAYs=s320" width="296" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She also has some blood showing in the whites of her eyes.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>My friend thinks that it must have been a difficult birth for the cow. This calf needs a little extra care and special milk right now to help her get healthy and grow to be an adult cow. </p><p>Dairies don't have time to take care of sick calves so they usually sell them.</p><p>She's really sweet, so my friend is happy to take on the project!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *</p><p>My friend found a big animal track at her farm this week! We're trying to figure out what animal is prowling around her barn. She wants to keep her animals safe, so it's always a good idea to be able to know an animal by the footprints that it leaves.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgHDAYcewI29LoGTn4IQ8A_xvpFxlZ5bS2SrHG6W_MXZlB0eVAARzkYFdLkwzjW-lQsjwZyNAHCf5tg3oIHtf0ctRthTV0_hQGj0_GJro0yhAhCljhoazyBDS2QirYEvRNy4i3pWxkNos2XhH-zvi-lhGWzaUFqqMStIJhaZt2HYLfrqfT9ZbRi3aHd=s640" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgHDAYcewI29LoGTn4IQ8A_xvpFxlZ5bS2SrHG6W_MXZlB0eVAARzkYFdLkwzjW-lQsjwZyNAHCf5tg3oIHtf0ctRthTV0_hQGj0_GJro0yhAhCljhoazyBDS2QirYEvRNy4i3pWxkNos2XhH-zvi-lhGWzaUFqqMStIJhaZt2HYLfrqfT9ZbRi3aHd=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We think it might be a wolf or a big dog because we can see claw marks. Big cats, like mountain lions, don't usually leave claw marks. She's asking some other people that know more about animal tracks than we do. </p><p>I'll let you know when she figures it out.</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEila5VTMCI9iHFiUBKp5XKNAYh5H3Wdzzgv1efmFTshxTZeCv8Eslgw_-_saJs97uYBd7YEAYMVt55CevSYWV3h6ApeGfUWJH5S1n868F-KC-gCeFDR90P56feuTwc_NS6H_pzOenDV0rMy1g64jZIvnU4DRAw9sqTxbn2Hv6XDW-FH6dikgvfV8VWg=s640" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEila5VTMCI9iHFiUBKp5XKNAYh5H3Wdzzgv1efmFTshxTZeCv8Eslgw_-_saJs97uYBd7YEAYMVt55CevSYWV3h6ApeGfUWJH5S1n868F-KC-gCeFDR90P56feuTwc_NS6H_pzOenDV0rMy1g64jZIvnU4DRAw9sqTxbn2Hv6XDW-FH6dikgvfV8VWg=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>I think Gracie is trying to hatch some eggs. I see her sitting on this nest pretty often.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimPxCLH2zOiar9XA2DHBbD6AfAzuQpKU7KKqgiOjYAz00hnIIt9bHsyjMq8KQlHxwXufHWSpsIx5sk60tG3ThCE8syPMqnFvVNMXlCNh0gWRVctM3hG0Yego8Cf6d96UWPJ0FlfrRXjVnxbXMXBYVpm39MfRDPLzdxZGAhmSr3JmQhJnIx00Z2UBE9=s256" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimPxCLH2zOiar9XA2DHBbD6AfAzuQpKU7KKqgiOjYAz00hnIIt9bHsyjMq8KQlHxwXufHWSpsIx5sk60tG3ThCE8syPMqnFvVNMXlCNh0gWRVctM3hG0Yego8Cf6d96UWPJ0FlfrRXjVnxbXMXBYVpm39MfRDPLzdxZGAhmSr3JmQhJnIx00Z2UBE9" width="192" /></a></div><br /><div>She's been on the nest at night, too. She's usually in the chicken pen with the other turkeys, but not the last few nights!</div><p>I hope she's sitting on turkey eggs! It would be so much fun to have baby turkeys again!</p><p>Sometimes turkeys are good at staying on their eggs and hatching them out. Sometimes they are terrible sitters. </p><p>I'll let you know if Gracie stays on her eggs, or gets bored and wanders off.</p><p>Just do the next right thing, Gracie. Stay on your eggs.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgO-dLuEprI5CcDc7fz6wa-jIx4piNSZbX-qlwW81uWZ_8wRLXumtjQRFhOcTdbxg1Ws57_ym3rZM3uVaICBKtRtTjQDT8TKPUoXX9sRv0KDpPHCRI4iU0xrmZLOOiDs09Yp_Bt6tcOjpIgsKv8dkSWSJaaeSOmxqCjodkLatkQEwdwAcxHwWDkU32c=s1425" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgO-dLuEprI5CcDc7fz6wa-jIx4piNSZbX-qlwW81uWZ_8wRLXumtjQRFhOcTdbxg1Ws57_ym3rZM3uVaICBKtRtTjQDT8TKPUoXX9sRv0KDpPHCRI4iU0xrmZLOOiDs09Yp_Bt6tcOjpIgsKv8dkSWSJaaeSOmxqCjodkLatkQEwdwAcxHwWDkU32c=s320" width="174" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-22921752254755189542022-03-11T12:35:00.000-07:002022-03-11T12:35:04.796-07:00Yay for Snow!<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJkMBNqv3jNtFEm_w6MnGbn_ZcP0tqMFh9qhUHm8rdm35n2iWWk1pTjdJmCZfKYlvZPOf0JXPRdmYZ_WiK_W8kpmhPSmw1LOXTLU-7aP7H9f5VaxShvFZS4s2vwiEWEsmRn_cxN272-Vi28fi2nitAxnDmYcRpkfTZp2h04V2fpgNz_djvNBWxux15=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJkMBNqv3jNtFEm_w6MnGbn_ZcP0tqMFh9qhUHm8rdm35n2iWWk1pTjdJmCZfKYlvZPOf0JXPRdmYZ_WiK_W8kpmhPSmw1LOXTLU-7aP7H9f5VaxShvFZS4s2vwiEWEsmRn_cxN272-Vi28fi2nitAxnDmYcRpkfTZp2h04V2fpgNz_djvNBWxux15" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yay for snow!!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCTiihMbvqpdRZFoKHJjKfUGPCdQ50IBnguWbw_gQh_m1HVNv60lsUmGJh_1LYSyx0EXhm1fQNuH6uGv1zXxMb6a8A7VXUcCMbKi4qpUlPj_FVduQNq83dCN8gO4pzQD9wJmHc2Bh6Vj06g-yIH_CwA2IgbtazHEwLwj9S3ceSVMirlKcjiguVhuCj=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCTiihMbvqpdRZFoKHJjKfUGPCdQ50IBnguWbw_gQh_m1HVNv60lsUmGJh_1LYSyx0EXhm1fQNuH6uGv1zXxMb6a8A7VXUcCMbKi4qpUlPj_FVduQNq83dCN8gO4pzQD9wJmHc2Bh6Vj06g-yIH_CwA2IgbtazHEwLwj9S3ceSVMirlKcjiguVhuCj" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of snow!!</td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhy7Iyr-6ey7273JIwmpaICZlX9NOumuwSnjkFlHVYIisWPBuFfLmSqdqj4KyElljXDv20b-_HscgCn84y7-EZuJIyGC5NjHj3SYzmtmVOnKEZcv3c8pU4qXmwtdE4xj8-Bga-Mfjyzdxx-rbhgsS_sRV7GXxEqEgyEdXT3UHiH5cypk8H2_os7Hk7r=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhy7Iyr-6ey7273JIwmpaICZlX9NOumuwSnjkFlHVYIisWPBuFfLmSqdqj4KyElljXDv20b-_HscgCn84y7-EZuJIyGC5NjHj3SYzmtmVOnKEZcv3c8pU4qXmwtdE4xj8-Bga-Mfjyzdxx-rbhgsS_sRV7GXxEqEgyEdXT3UHiH5cypk8H2_os7Hk7r" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Some people are tired of winter, and very tired of snow. I'm not! Every flake of snow is a drop of water and we really need the water in our area.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We need water to grow crops for people, and hay for animals. If we don't have enough water in the winter, we may not be able to grow enough food during the summer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's rough on people and animals if there isn't enough food.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So when you see the snow covering the mountain tops, and snow in the fields you can be happy, too!</div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>Last week I promised to tell you about a project that I thought was going to be a BIG project, but it turned out to be less work than I thought.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9_-IwSbWm1S0TVCWxMnWAGUUpRJJqt7i6EnDSRAoGBoEYdHYpBVf5U6Jk2jI8vSeV03xdF-uZUNTEtsMSAUcueMdrElhE5ylkjc-Ul_zFXAOTNga-SVBSdTFqVmoRuQjJew6jvoWc9uRVOnI-n5DEO1UZ91bXOtOx0F1Cs_nY7sRdf0ZQ81rY7g16=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9_-IwSbWm1S0TVCWxMnWAGUUpRJJqt7i6EnDSRAoGBoEYdHYpBVf5U6Jk2jI8vSeV03xdF-uZUNTEtsMSAUcueMdrElhE5ylkjc-Ul_zFXAOTNga-SVBSdTFqVmoRuQjJew6jvoWc9uRVOnI-n5DEO1UZ91bXOtOx0F1Cs_nY7sRdf0ZQ81rY7g16" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are our grape vines.<br />I've never taken good care of them.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>My friend said that it's hard to kill grape vines. She also said we'll get more grapes if I trim them.</p><p>I was secretly hoping that there might be a 'grape vine-trimming fairy' just like there is a tooth fairy.</p><p>There isn't.</p><p>I was going to have to do the work.</p><p>I set my timer for 90 minutes and decided to get as much done as I could in that amount of time.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9I4vgbV9-vyTSSNQYc7gwgdia72JenwIPZllWUnFSWIr_YNvACE8qlfpIESjfzKwdiX4MdScZnEOl6AAQdDdi1c3WU_YNEFBkI-rJqYhvVeHttofCKQDxh5zbagUhMfdTYl6s6tX_e9SxcFu26fp_njEw2piYS2WdPq7KY2mN9HeYAuCO20B8CasD=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9I4vgbV9-vyTSSNQYc7gwgdia72JenwIPZllWUnFSWIr_YNvACE8qlfpIESjfzKwdiX4MdScZnEOl6AAQdDdi1c3WU_YNEFBkI-rJqYhvVeHttofCKQDxh5zbagUhMfdTYl6s6tX_e9SxcFu26fp_njEw2piYS2WdPq7KY2mN9HeYAuCO20B8CasD" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grape vines all trimmed and ready for spring!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I was so surprised! I finished in 60 minutes!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2mqWTbO_dF3d4BilL0d5M9mGXif4gNgnZDItv12DKZfYSWP6qoFNiLhY5QCByd_GTdB1Ak9nd4reojhBMFLBPVCOLb_Uuq891Od8GgRMZCfhXWZ0Goz5Hjh9j3G0iq4VZok2dCUu2TmdjfRJzJLYTJBWx1mCtauFXf6gp4Z9687ZO0YX5tI7PKTE5=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2mqWTbO_dF3d4BilL0d5M9mGXif4gNgnZDItv12DKZfYSWP6qoFNiLhY5QCByd_GTdB1Ak9nd4reojhBMFLBPVCOLb_Uuq891Od8GgRMZCfhXWZ0Goz5Hjh9j3G0iq4VZok2dCUu2TmdjfRJzJLYTJBWx1mCtauFXf6gp4Z9687ZO0YX5tI7PKTE5" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's a big pile of grape vine trimmings!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Next time I have a big job to do, one that I think will be too hard or take too much time, I think I'll jump in and give it a try. I won't worry about it, I'll just do what I can do!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p>Do you remember the chicken that got it's foot stuck under the fence? I had her tucked away in a warm dog crate so she could heal.</p><p>I thought it would take 3 or 4 weeks for her to get better.</p><p>I checked on her every day. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwIoCMn7o3LF-inPrh7lVWXZlmWlhjbeMUr0LJXKES-H4V1ElVg-MnmM8sjtstw0dATO5xxQtZqYqxT9dQXjg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p>She's so much better! She can walk around without much trouble. Her head wound is healed, but she still needs to grow feathers in the bald spot.</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNBzF-Wh-WsTEWTYRQE2vVL80OGr7bl2AsMJ7wv-wbZ_6inhKjdubrpPu5EBaq5UI5lHHH0EHDXtCpMjaBcjZ9Aa7vwX_bC6N8gp4YxhmTeGDhroK1nbcvdFs9MKu8ZGd9oWN4lxA8SZktstqLzVN0dgCk7l2iBE2blEIeREXqBcvxYXQn20aS765a=s281" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="121" data-original-width="281" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNBzF-Wh-WsTEWTYRQE2vVL80OGr7bl2AsMJ7wv-wbZ_6inhKjdubrpPu5EBaq5UI5lHHH0EHDXtCpMjaBcjZ9Aa7vwX_bC6N8gp4YxhmTeGDhroK1nbcvdFs9MKu8ZGd9oWN4lxA8SZktstqLzVN0dgCk7l2iBE2blEIeREXqBcvxYXQn20aS765a" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It takes 21 days for chicken eggs to hatch.<br />That's the same as 3 weeks.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaz1yez7G5wgn-2YjjnqI41UHevMajVCar0LbIztBfLLzFwE4_KPjhxocbU6Tfa_6WKnrpTBct_vriPC51wvnKYQ2svGVfsFC3pGlTpPaId2apSD68ABmMnTl-GT66W5qqkgMi6kl6SElFSU_zlJiFDRkZYJYzkCysqliZN-rwYWmBQt1kLBtGRCwz=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="244" data-original-width="640" height="122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaz1yez7G5wgn-2YjjnqI41UHevMajVCar0LbIztBfLLzFwE4_KPjhxocbU6Tfa_6WKnrpTBct_vriPC51wvnKYQ2svGVfsFC3pGlTpPaId2apSD68ABmMnTl-GT66W5qqkgMi6kl6SElFSU_zlJiFDRkZYJYzkCysqliZN-rwYWmBQt1kLBtGRCwz=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It takes 28 days for turkey eggs to hatch.<br />That's the same as 4 weeks.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgUyjbXAfQyPopWEOWnDbwe3Ifs5arPQGrkYeGDEqW5sbG1J16Z03lT4kixcYA2k7v6TMQAZA6L370XUHhbUrLFuRy9MvGuzVtXwOqhvXFxFJpVCOsu8Jm7_72Xeg-l57F_IodlbQRGs5JuxGhZzeWadQmR0-WSV8eX6lYypb2w1ZBsi4ADFL5sg1Ou=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgUyjbXAfQyPopWEOWnDbwe3Ifs5arPQGrkYeGDEqW5sbG1J16Z03lT4kixcYA2k7v6TMQAZA6L370XUHhbUrLFuRy9MvGuzVtXwOqhvXFxFJpVCOsu8Jm7_72Xeg-l57F_IodlbQRGs5JuxGhZzeWadQmR0-WSV8eX6lYypb2w1ZBsi4ADFL5sg1Ou" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It takes about 28 days to hatch duck eggs, too.<br />When I first saw these hidden eggs, there was a duck sitting on them.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiiIC2H3jIr4pjrHK8TNcbftsV4_t7vVw9NZ-iGgz-ddshscrkFV-NTMweVry1LXV_84_sPEP0RLHe1oXMT8iUrpOsv2D1LlPLS-5RosJPbPC81OOlUXfqzRHrz6jjhCgHhO3viiMx4lEdSinZ-4YG0D8duqwcFCmZS2PpJpF767yXrqvduzUy_m7Pf=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiiIC2H3jIr4pjrHK8TNcbftsV4_t7vVw9NZ-iGgz-ddshscrkFV-NTMweVry1LXV_84_sPEP0RLHe1oXMT8iUrpOsv2D1LlPLS-5RosJPbPC81OOlUXfqzRHrz6jjhCgHhO3viiMx4lEdSinZ-4YG0D8duqwcFCmZS2PpJpF767yXrqvduzUy_m7Pf=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see her tucked way in the back?</td></tr></tbody></table><p>She didn't stay, and she wasn't sitting on the eggs the next day. I was hoping she had made herself a nest, and would hatch out some baby ducks.</p><p>I'll keep searching and hoping that the chickens, ducks, and turkeys find a nice hiding spot to sit on their eggs and hatch them out. It's always fun to have baby chicks on the farm! </p><p>It's even more fun when the mama hatches them out and takes care of them.</p><p>Have a great week!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDgBBmpjo6TpJ9UvUEzz5iiQLOW5ROcnR1Gf2cdcK--mIwWzi7P8G5OCnT4j6-lDeH44iiI8lhEkVWxLK3fAkec66i4V6eDSXt-7xebEUSO0y7Ds2a8ICaDb0HGchp2scuNvXq0nauFPr18d2rwSi1XaMEDk-kUK0t3PcNCkO3s2M9JxoeW3XZVd9y=s1425" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="775" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDgBBmpjo6TpJ9UvUEzz5iiQLOW5ROcnR1Gf2cdcK--mIwWzi7P8G5OCnT4j6-lDeH44iiI8lhEkVWxLK3fAkec66i4V6eDSXt-7xebEUSO0y7Ds2a8ICaDb0HGchp2scuNvXq0nauFPr18d2rwSi1XaMEDk-kUK0t3PcNCkO3s2M9JxoeW3XZVd9y=s320" width="174" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-7625526262726976632022-03-04T12:20:00.004-07:002022-03-04T12:20:58.752-07:00New Shovel!<p> That's a funny title! Who gets excited about a new shovel?</p><p>Me!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgW6oY-Yx_m6mcX1RUiuS-sC0Mem-w3YjDnFX7wjiZcrXv4G50yEiTmV2Uc3RgyZ2YyHdctnoPHk4UeKOskcWNMC5k1H17Oj0OhMWjA3aG2GLiGo2YTHNRrO-bhlRKnINiLjEYsD_Ix-DxEtNL599If96bVeEFEEHL4w8MgK3Icus_zzQseP0Yt6MRD=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgW6oY-Yx_m6mcX1RUiuS-sC0Mem-w3YjDnFX7wjiZcrXv4G50yEiTmV2Uc3RgyZ2YyHdctnoPHk4UeKOskcWNMC5k1H17Oj0OhMWjA3aG2GLiGo2YTHNRrO-bhlRKnINiLjEYsD_Ix-DxEtNL599If96bVeEFEEHL4w8MgK3Icus_zzQseP0Yt6MRD=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a gold colored manure shovel! <br />I thought it would be funny to use a gold shovel to pick up cow poop.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I'm so excited because it is much nicer than my other plastic manure shovels. I think this one will last a long time. You might want to get one if you have horses or cows. (<a href="https://www.foreverfork.com/" target="_blank">Forever Fork</a>)</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh975Y_eEVwNjbEXiSoRIrGv-WLzDAYN7v8_KaSaGAfHEsybDobSsCSZhz6LyIJkJtn6JNHlXwvz5EChY0KkLcm4NBM4xwF5U2JMvNHOLiNcJy_jAHIyA7TE93S1CkqnnRup2FUJKG6nx1DQiCA0gSuIG-R57GvfbnarLH0O8eibq8OY16aHAZYQnhs=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="200" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh975Y_eEVwNjbEXiSoRIrGv-WLzDAYN7v8_KaSaGAfHEsybDobSsCSZhz6LyIJkJtn6JNHlXwvz5EChY0KkLcm4NBM4xwF5U2JMvNHOLiNcJy_jAHIyA7TE93S1CkqnnRup2FUJKG6nx1DQiCA0gSuIG-R57GvfbnarLH0O8eibq8OY16aHAZYQnhs" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I use a pitch fork for picking up frozen piles of manure.<br />I broke a few other plastic manure shovels when I was picking up the small pieces of manure.<br />This one seems just as strong, but its also a little bit flexible so it shouldn't break for a very long time.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIG80VyWBbz1BYkG-bXwxo4-JEwyCMgeBHxZMJwEUeP72vidYmrE0pbI_qRTMBnHOkQypwvVu7kXTte25GQMUz7wdVVNRZevrYaoZE5mwRj3hQQP_L9G8MiQT08meXlQ4hycPxG1GlH1-5-JyQV8K5O4yxN0zWqk47Rzg9iBZHjvYRos-7R8UBKqGO=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIG80VyWBbz1BYkG-bXwxo4-JEwyCMgeBHxZMJwEUeP72vidYmrE0pbI_qRTMBnHOkQypwvVu7kXTte25GQMUz7wdVVNRZevrYaoZE5mwRj3hQQP_L9G8MiQT08meXlQ4hycPxG1GlH1-5-JyQV8K5O4yxN0zWqk47Rzg9iBZHjvYRos-7R8UBKqGO=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It sounds gross to us, but the chickens love to scratch through the manure to see if there are any pieces of grain inside. That's how some of the manure turns into small pieces that I can't pick up with the metal pitchfork.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTCw7mBHLfcKMSIJzSA7A0tK8HPG-J-iXK4UXUCm91TpyI-3FmIXPR3cVDRfopXWOy5SpJu0QCp0a2iMrF3Wqs2nHnMSKSFx4AnATQTrAO-FKZAtuu9DZzr7e6PU7BIw6gMFQaeGS1nmtI_Hhujkx6FdCN6weQnMcAp-GJpSKtb3UUzZvxIR6fHEP3=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTCw7mBHLfcKMSIJzSA7A0tK8HPG-J-iXK4UXUCm91TpyI-3FmIXPR3cVDRfopXWOy5SpJu0QCp0a2iMrF3Wqs2nHnMSKSFx4AnATQTrAO-FKZAtuu9DZzr7e6PU7BIw6gMFQaeGS1nmtI_Hhujkx6FdCN6weQnMcAp-GJpSKtb3UUzZvxIR6fHEP3" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Last year I got a new wheelbarrow.<br />I pick up manure from the stalls and the fields everyday.<br />It's really helpful to have good tools to work with since they are used so often.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * * * * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What does it look like the animals are snacking on?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBFaRY2gB-j27Uy4SypFRr2I1bEmxmiQ3hPfVrV-LZpTGOd_JuHK9_TjsG0iPeHbKJINznbZOTNn4ToMrAEDE84aounL6W4YNxMCKvncUbRK4BnDNmtdj_MB3lB0xzF3cpqIxDrtlZ2o5gl-Ave1YTkCqZTU4nR2e6_5GlJkgvUPUSHgaQFxuTxHmq=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBFaRY2gB-j27Uy4SypFRr2I1bEmxmiQ3hPfVrV-LZpTGOd_JuHK9_TjsG0iPeHbKJINznbZOTNn4ToMrAEDE84aounL6W4YNxMCKvncUbRK4BnDNmtdj_MB3lB0xzF3cpqIxDrtlZ2o5gl-Ave1YTkCqZTU4nR2e6_5GlJkgvUPUSHgaQFxuTxHmq=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjHY8hIyd-PC54Ejn-hBNHB1WrPoHguh_hanxpX4S-dFjn62KkbYIs8MwUGuxqft_CHQbSlmRDExM9ywr_sDPDItHTa9sjmDeQTda9LUdqy9GUkY1SC_w1f1BVtFRW5kUuzjIY1Flq_0dw-8ZLKpVlrtvvspalkB1e5DKpamCs11fMEgIpkWoAJOdOM=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjHY8hIyd-PC54Ejn-hBNHB1WrPoHguh_hanxpX4S-dFjn62KkbYIs8MwUGuxqft_CHQbSlmRDExM9ywr_sDPDItHTa9sjmDeQTda9LUdqy9GUkY1SC_w1f1BVtFRW5kUuzjIY1Flq_0dw-8ZLKpVlrtvvspalkB1e5DKpamCs11fMEgIpkWoAJOdOM" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>If you think they are snacking on old Christmas trees, you are right!</p><p>Our neighbor sells Christmas trees every year. He brings them over here for our animals to snack on. They love their very late Christmas tree treats. The pine trees are good for the animals, too. It helps keep them healthy.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">* * * * * *</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj19O-IkKswEKri5whA2yy8SacLZSJ4uXnwoCTYm84wsdElds8Os-gePmuTyhKBHAFyRORFYWzr-S19ZSrAbWN-VROJNwzj3vRbq-OCzLNwJtZ8hKJTdja4QFzRGLSHK1EkFPRdGlTqrWD4OwGKKoXqHJUT_uxqccy_csL2NdsNp1GQM1dY4_l5HWWf=s606" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="606" data-original-width="454" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj19O-IkKswEKri5whA2yy8SacLZSJ4uXnwoCTYm84wsdElds8Os-gePmuTyhKBHAFyRORFYWzr-S19ZSrAbWN-VROJNwzj3vRbq-OCzLNwJtZ8hKJTdja4QFzRGLSHK1EkFPRdGlTqrWD4OwGKKoXqHJUT_uxqccy_csL2NdsNp1GQM1dY4_l5HWWf=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The other chickens saw the hurt chicken. They were picking on her.<br />She couldn't run away to someplace safe, so I put her in a dog crate where she could have <br />food and water. <br />She's still getting better. I think she'll be fine, but it may take a few weeks.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'll answer a few more questions next week. I'll show you a project that I worked on that I thought was so BIG. It turned out that it wasn't as big as I thought. </div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-63576257565346226502022-02-25T13:54:00.000-07:002022-02-25T13:54:21.478-07:00Hurt Chicken<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUl6mkxg3fgN7kdbSW2t3QGYLGiEzZshgnbQMJR8P-cLcH-iiyxLxOu1bGWA3V0viZNthWf6GdxjUyG0uZSRIv9qD3ZVnh8-VcAlpceO5lE4wfrwqKc_1qL6rmUNugVAlYmVjp8MvNEO-0qJY4B2ztbacpMUgkk8Z7OeA9gG3EEFsVZ2nugSfn7TOt=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUl6mkxg3fgN7kdbSW2t3QGYLGiEzZshgnbQMJR8P-cLcH-iiyxLxOu1bGWA3V0viZNthWf6GdxjUyG0uZSRIv9qD3ZVnh8-VcAlpceO5lE4wfrwqKc_1qL6rmUNugVAlYmVjp8MvNEO-0qJY4B2ztbacpMUgkk8Z7OeA9gG3EEFsVZ2nugSfn7TOt" width="192" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Sometimes animals get hurt. I'm not sure how it happened, but I found this chicken's foot caught under a gate yesterday. She looked terrible! It's been so cold and she had been stuck there for hours!</p><p>The other chickens had been pecking at her head because she couldn't get away. Sometimes chickens aren't nice to each other. </p><p>I got her out from under the gate. I put her in a warm spot in the barn with some food and water. She couldn't walk because her foot had been frozen to the ground under the gate. I didn't think she would live. That was sad.</p><p>When I went out this morning, she was missing from her warm spot!</p><p>I searched around the barn and found her sitting on the cold cement floor. That didn't look comfortable, but she is alive!</p><p>https://youtu.be/0JRTaYMKprU</p><p>She's walking, but she limps. You can see which foot she doesn't want to use.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKuaRexWtMSX6J_KQHh9j9Me6s8avtZf9AvZxmpOtjUFNyUDTdtb_1y7gL4UANMX9VxhImO1O81tJu9UQa9g8DKh3jvzICyK3KaLi1X9nkVxSEHi9YsgNxV_tTcYMaDnHgQmL45J4XwOB-FLR50DT64toCeM0-k5Vz4giKPSiPhR2HzlX9Mu0k9DsE=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKuaRexWtMSX6J_KQHh9j9Me6s8avtZf9AvZxmpOtjUFNyUDTdtb_1y7gL4UANMX9VxhImO1O81tJu9UQa9g8DKh3jvzICyK3KaLi1X9nkVxSEHi9YsgNxV_tTcYMaDnHgQmL45J4XwOB-FLR50DT64toCeM0-k5Vz4giKPSiPhR2HzlX9Mu0k9DsE" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She likes to sit, and not move much.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKPElHT-24zPfjcqlzn8knw7LAR2W49RB6zovqFvmGLh6o9Rkd9c-1jRWSkL0IdtSwyumnnCUa7SgWxvzvWUW6nkaTrKrbMNxhyz43NOlJjxohigKIvg_P5QOzCYISh7UBpwzUhKar4SwlyePmvBJdxzBtY3o0CIpQdtcHq6kmBmK8mhsYW0EbRR9y=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="231" data-original-width="256" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKPElHT-24zPfjcqlzn8knw7LAR2W49RB6zovqFvmGLh6o9Rkd9c-1jRWSkL0IdtSwyumnnCUa7SgWxvzvWUW6nkaTrKrbMNxhyz43NOlJjxohigKIvg_P5QOzCYISh7UBpwzUhKar4SwlyePmvBJdxzBtY3o0CIpQdtcHq6kmBmK8mhsYW0EbRR9y" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is where she hid. I put food and water near her so she doesn't have to go out with the other chickens unless she wants to.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I hope she gets better! She's a good hen. Not many of my chickens have names because I have so many. A few of the special chickens have names.<div><br /></div><div>If you would like to tell me your ideas for a name for this hen, please write me a note or leave a message in the comments.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpZQmLZZCpckOUQQcWI9uN2dt5sl5-siC9eQIM--Uy2YUidp9oiFXx7gXYRAjnXksOO2qFTskes-okDfUCvEiTYKqziulmS8yNLDlSmMCetq3GwVSgBW7y8Y7XRSF2MiyQv9eU6SRTXhwdU_k7K_sad6gtjaFT1oDqmb0dIKpFzIXX-eSmU2GXXiqW=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="504" data-original-width="640" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpZQmLZZCpckOUQQcWI9uN2dt5sl5-siC9eQIM--Uy2YUidp9oiFXx7gXYRAjnXksOO2qFTskes-okDfUCvEiTYKqziulmS8yNLDlSmMCetq3GwVSgBW7y8Y7XRSF2MiyQv9eU6SRTXhwdU_k7K_sad6gtjaFT1oDqmb0dIKpFzIXX-eSmU2GXXiqW=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It seems like many of you have ideas for names for Sadie's calf.<br />The calf is due around March 28.<br />Save your ideas for names until I show you pictures of the calf in a little over 1 month.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj29_RFZqmES6m3CdaG5Oyy5Nr27L8MN9_wQX3KbWETGdUyokI8xwPXTV8csKAe4MRhXM_2hRiAkeQnOfyG2yhStCDpXqIL7zpj1I2IBSxnBGbgjtGsMdTNyEquFnuRfuCsJ-0KlSiZhGPo0Q5pjWVkmwoGaWFjaEHlAknhHd0rjGE3ovo4HggI3hPz=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="235" data-original-width="640" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj29_RFZqmES6m3CdaG5Oyy5Nr27L8MN9_wQX3KbWETGdUyokI8xwPXTV8csKAe4MRhXM_2hRiAkeQnOfyG2yhStCDpXqIL7zpj1I2IBSxnBGbgjtGsMdTNyEquFnuRfuCsJ-0KlSiZhGPo0Q5pjWVkmwoGaWFjaEHlAknhHd0rjGE3ovo4HggI3hPz=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't really have a favorite animal on the farm.<br />I like them all!<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div><p><br /></p></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKbuluZMZcwajzd_zcETFyUY1ySe7SyjCkeVB7AmOmN5M6SixCgTT3WkMzxEegSV1ZeoeYUOQV3IQOzd0BjLVav5xEP3CF2FMIVJWkD4bCp5SKRa_r11rdscZV4uI-kkhUznGhF-XK91YSU05ptI3g7ushkO3XVrktQ4jIfFvfk8DZmB_iVrfjKs2l=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKbuluZMZcwajzd_zcETFyUY1ySe7SyjCkeVB7AmOmN5M6SixCgTT3WkMzxEegSV1ZeoeYUOQV3IQOzd0BjLVav5xEP3CF2FMIVJWkD4bCp5SKRa_r11rdscZV4uI-kkhUznGhF-XK91YSU05ptI3g7ushkO3XVrktQ4jIfFvfk8DZmB_iVrfjKs2l" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie loves me the best out of everyone.<br />She comes for hugs every morning.<br />She loves it when I rub her neck under her chin.<br />She lays her head against me and snuggles me.<br />It's a bit tricky for a 900 lb cow to snuggle.<br />I don't mind. She's gentle, and she's very sweet.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwIFwHya8GQn8sYIpikCvovTiXsAoSod0tlmMV1q2Frf483tl7unVpdVlgB15DjJFEik-Kv0V9UcNhTWuriWYQN9IpIJwmzeorrIHPZ_tOdZRVDVW6TiwCH5Rp84REQrUapj20WlwyllLwrWoXfnWaW9t2GwxWAnUUyIL6r5EUel53R0FpIDkSMIdk=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="495" data-original-width="640" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwIFwHya8GQn8sYIpikCvovTiXsAoSod0tlmMV1q2Frf483tl7unVpdVlgB15DjJFEik-Kv0V9UcNhTWuriWYQN9IpIJwmzeorrIHPZ_tOdZRVDVW6TiwCH5Rp84REQrUapj20WlwyllLwrWoXfnWaW9t2GwxWAnUUyIL6r5EUel53R0FpIDkSMIdk=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCVQ2GPGCSi09nnBWTukjIOjQZV7r-0oiPWO7d81SwvIH9UxVC200hz-oFr0gUPRFqyRq6FG0XDcf8FQjnewcFm_wt3yfo9mlwaqAR9AgU2RsDF-mSRbGT-N0QrRzj9AtZOTmolUZH-xGpj25IsuBwTLbldIN82E3L2D2oFO2DFhw3j2e6plG73BMK=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCVQ2GPGCSi09nnBWTukjIOjQZV7r-0oiPWO7d81SwvIH9UxVC200hz-oFr0gUPRFqyRq6FG0XDcf8FQjnewcFm_wt3yfo9mlwaqAR9AgU2RsDF-mSRbGT-N0QrRzj9AtZOTmolUZH-xGpj25IsuBwTLbldIN82E3L2D2oFO2DFhw3j2e6plG73BMK" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Right now I only have one goat.<br />River is the only goat we have.<br />I milk her every morning.<br />She gives about 3/4 gallon every day.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Have a great week!</div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-22157870484129649192022-02-18T13:26:00.001-07:002022-02-18T13:29:01.851-07:00The Turkeys<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh-FST_WVBdiFKfVlmbYKiaU883ieRIzECo6pkr49FJUUCnPA46Guo4rQKMeSOhp5e5-T0oweY0eNAMfxUx-OiDgpbvQnDx2Mz3X36PSn8o-Eo2mZxOdmfVm0To93xSZSxFfnO-B07lg41uPiY3-No7ghhak2vDkV-4lov71wkuZHoNOsjsgd2uzQyU=s4350" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="909" data-original-width="4350" height="67" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh-FST_WVBdiFKfVlmbYKiaU883ieRIzECo6pkr49FJUUCnPA46Guo4rQKMeSOhp5e5-T0oweY0eNAMfxUx-OiDgpbvQnDx2Mz3X36PSn8o-Eo2mZxOdmfVm0To93xSZSxFfnO-B07lg41uPiY3-No7ghhak2vDkV-4lov71wkuZHoNOsjsgd2uzQyU=w320-h67" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEijgYSUoBHY0he1YVrtMm29u1DZD6GimN_OHCgXxWkiB7G3VFNcy1D-F7NifWGZsqr4itGZWFp8AhoY87D8vOxBEtYSouzFDW_iWsgsdN41Rc2-FSRJxixQ3bIqCM6WMiNwXfmKH8S2ROnzhk76ykXW_acVPeyYmWqZ86XvUVpu1JNYyoEM5JHExoDt=s2643" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2643" data-original-width="2176" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEijgYSUoBHY0he1YVrtMm29u1DZD6GimN_OHCgXxWkiB7G3VFNcy1D-F7NifWGZsqr4itGZWFp8AhoY87D8vOxBEtYSouzFDW_iWsgsdN41Rc2-FSRJxixQ3bIqCM6WMiNwXfmKH8S2ROnzhk76ykXW_acVPeyYmWqZ86XvUVpu1JNYyoEM5JHExoDt=s320" width="263" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiz8ZrFDQr5de09LZeCnETZ6Bifb8m-FRVBQfv4NRYHzItTotcZdi7XTX9xtHYsBPw3A9A_OpHnjwG04gECg-SUDgJW-lECex0hWkbdBC8Qgkd4Hy-sbvhfK0Xc-7D3aVzTyvWG6BrVFpYCjIJDaEFphdYBmt3XagQqk8OSgfH6tuB_NW_WmETKogoF=s256" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="221" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiz8ZrFDQr5de09LZeCnETZ6Bifb8m-FRVBQfv4NRYHzItTotcZdi7XTX9xtHYsBPw3A9A_OpHnjwG04gECg-SUDgJW-lECex0hWkbdBC8Qgkd4Hy-sbvhfK0Xc-7D3aVzTyvWG6BrVFpYCjIJDaEFphdYBmt3XagQqk8OSgfH6tuB_NW_WmETKogoF" width="221" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is our tom turkey.<br />A tom turkey is a boy turkey.<br />I love his feathers!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>https://youtu.be/VEsgmxRnn9Y<p></p><p>Did you see the rooster walk through the video? We have one rooster and one tom turkey. We have two turkey hens. You saw those in another post. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2KAx7bh4PXL1SM4UnqgXDPKcQOgUr0krdT-iNV-ZaCpkjYcF2i4EPitJjAlgVhYTHv_4cLtyTv-jzJerbJLNoiuUhQtWzVh17jVpKRRBXPO2PhOQkCEfz5XSdi36zH5fxqdlZsVLigZorMSk159qFI7PHHZfXtJw-cNr53d_8di5V-Sz5mCHiUn7S=s2643" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2643" data-original-width="2176" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2KAx7bh4PXL1SM4UnqgXDPKcQOgUr0krdT-iNV-ZaCpkjYcF2i4EPitJjAlgVhYTHv_4cLtyTv-jzJerbJLNoiuUhQtWzVh17jVpKRRBXPO2PhOQkCEfz5XSdi36zH5fxqdlZsVLigZorMSk159qFI7PHHZfXtJw-cNr53d_8di5V-Sz5mCHiUn7S=w263-h320" width="263" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baby turkeys aren't smart. <br />Sometimes we have to take them away from their parents because they aren't smart enough to do what their mom tells them to do.<br />Sometimes they jump into buckets of water and drown. It's really sad!<br />I leave small water feeders in lots of places when we have baby turkeys, but they forget where they are. <br /><br />One year we had 16 baby turkeys born to our turkey hen.<br />Only 3 lived until they were grown up.<br />The tom turkey in the video is one of the babies that lived.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>If you want to read more about turkeys that aren't smart, you can read <a href="https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/3331591886946739033/2650149293033251716" target="_blank">this post.</a></p><p>I really hope that you are smart enough to follow what your mom and teachers tell you to do! They are trying to keep you safe and healthy!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjYdEYiZcZzFAzVbLMuPfhA1t2RuiYtR-WuZd-W878OJ_3m7UTg8W_TMTUK5gNMFrlwuuP23lpzLOJtehihdF0MqKJ4PcGdyL-kEt09vi3VxNUac7_sId0-79Lmyx9W383BQqcpjA5G2k5V1IYFhPffnMn62mgokO6qUTnkYOfR0og8ZHH7j8Un4ygH=s2520" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2520" data-original-width="2115" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjYdEYiZcZzFAzVbLMuPfhA1t2RuiYtR-WuZd-W878OJ_3m7UTg8W_TMTUK5gNMFrlwuuP23lpzLOJtehihdF0MqKJ4PcGdyL-kEt09vi3VxNUac7_sId0-79Lmyx9W383BQqcpjA5G2k5V1IYFhPffnMn62mgokO6qUTnkYOfR0og8ZHH7j8Un4ygH=s320" width="269" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm not sure what you mean by 'colder'<br />We live about 30 minutes away from your school.<br />It's usually close to the same temperature here as it is at your school.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDBQeMZBTnBbDoH9LDEsXWPItXINc3IR1bQG7XWyp0p-JFTd016f2yge25mqTRiTM5b3ocl-tXEUuMWkvlunXuw9Ojm56ynsUOWndg3cBZ8k7VVuXi1I3aGZrOrjular9wOJweYSbkB7OcE1IX0i2lE3OXy3hXaqXAmJOYAP-6qyjF51RwmPzTstR-=s256" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDBQeMZBTnBbDoH9LDEsXWPItXINc3IR1bQG7XWyp0p-JFTd016f2yge25mqTRiTM5b3ocl-tXEUuMWkvlunXuw9Ojm56ynsUOWndg3cBZ8k7VVuXi1I3aGZrOrjular9wOJweYSbkB7OcE1IX0i2lE3OXy3hXaqXAmJOYAP-6qyjF51RwmPzTstR-" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The weather doesn't bother the animals. <br />The sheep have warm, wool 'coats' on in the winter. <br />They are very warm even though they have snow on their backs!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>All of our farm animals have shelter. Some have stalls in the barn, some have sheds to get into out of the rain and snow, some have small shelters to snuggle inside when it's cold.</p><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_TYKa4E1fLHqwZE72tyWiyp-if6yIY1P8gEKLFgSAigJ0UANUeQPkz9IBEcPVob2xbkvgyq4wcphKSvK4wTZ8lnJbOyLWpIg4LpXzKVl2CvIhKcIqEhPikZdhSYoPkxd1iEsEp-yFbbQjleO2DjDQ-31thkqBq2sN5MgHHziQAlreicR_ms0SCbMa=s2107" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1229" data-original-width="2107" height="187" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_TYKa4E1fLHqwZE72tyWiyp-if6yIY1P8gEKLFgSAigJ0UANUeQPkz9IBEcPVob2xbkvgyq4wcphKSvK4wTZ8lnJbOyLWpIg4LpXzKVl2CvIhKcIqEhPikZdhSYoPkxd1iEsEp-yFbbQjleO2DjDQ-31thkqBq2sN5MgHHziQAlreicR_ms0SCbMa=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No, we don't have any pigs.<br />The city we live in doesn't let us have pigs.<br />Sad! We would love to try to raise a pig or two!<br />We've never done that before!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgDy9o1RXEhAJmaRoSCrTqQlzjl6f4KD0wG_-cdEoAG8i9sTUstdPnOV8PhTWLhkASacnYHeQA-uxfXumIPIPAx03wIAd0W0b7TBdOpZWGzgQqbhzxQYnR4Xx4ocKhoVJ4TAp8oD6nLTEilKiPMlh8rOauly5BxTmNkoz7X55zNeCz3uKJs5E2XkHS=s2532" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2532" data-original-width="2070" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgDy9o1RXEhAJmaRoSCrTqQlzjl6f4KD0wG_-cdEoAG8i9sTUstdPnOV8PhTWLhkASacnYHeQA-uxfXumIPIPAx03wIAd0W0b7TBdOpZWGzgQqbhzxQYnR4Xx4ocKhoVJ4TAp8oD6nLTEilKiPMlh8rOauly5BxTmNkoz7X55zNeCz3uKJs5E2XkHS=s320" width="262" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiHmCJqd9sROk1FNjo17HeUm_JEGnan_iP0mw-VKSVJrCdltbRza4QW8UUuZWw6LBjn99WSfNl7f1UTBnhRSdHO9B4iqxQoyG1Qfreq9RBPmCq42JdISyrMGDNNDKO0-1z12grpuPdnwfWKh3OJFJtoZJARjcoMqibfiIC3v0fGkWEQEtMMhZXqo26b=s256" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiHmCJqd9sROk1FNjo17HeUm_JEGnan_iP0mw-VKSVJrCdltbRza4QW8UUuZWw6LBjn99WSfNl7f1UTBnhRSdHO9B4iqxQoyG1Qfreq9RBPmCq42JdISyrMGDNNDKO0-1z12grpuPdnwfWKh3OJFJtoZJARjcoMqibfiIC3v0fGkWEQEtMMhZXqo26b" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I bet you can figure out the age of each of the dogs if I give you their birthdates.<br /><br />Mishka is on the left. Her birthday is April 14, 2019.<br />JJ is on the right. Her birthday is January 3, 2010<br />Scout isn't in the picture. He wanted to stay inside today.<br />His birthday is October 30, 2010<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9BSeyWjuAFigEENLAoOO7ViyKM1tm6SuvDrWhUr7zmPgl20nMuVW1FiGm7Ub-5HGPMSnKQ7PPzqqeFq5lvxDhRR1F-FtF_vT0GHbiVM9_7vVUAM-tgdaas3_AcSilxmGgDPPS4WFf8qNw7XGHOptOQkL1BI2Vz7MVtDdKM43JFgdG8pGRQjmZZXyF=s2688" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="871" data-original-width="2688" height="130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9BSeyWjuAFigEENLAoOO7ViyKM1tm6SuvDrWhUr7zmPgl20nMuVW1FiGm7Ub-5HGPMSnKQ7PPzqqeFq5lvxDhRR1F-FtF_vT0GHbiVM9_7vVUAM-tgdaas3_AcSilxmGgDPPS4WFf8qNw7XGHOptOQkL1BI2Vz7MVtDdKM43JFgdG8pGRQjmZZXyF=w400-h130" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We have 2 cows, 1 milk goat, and 3 sheep. <br />We have 3 turkeys, 6 ducks, and about 20 chickens.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfG8u0ln9F9wmAI5Qsvzibuyfqj4AMCwTTYaH5WRsoZLLuLxF_AoGetW28PmFXQ8TRX40coyiEZavEBxHpo16G-BtprRKUBbw8iBk3sgWOW9ai4KWlxvu2NhuqKadogtZo_KdL2oEbtdHliOFr5fzRFI4zB3keecHrJhEM9P-ifiLKIGUi6exycw6p=s1820" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1699" data-original-width="1820" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfG8u0ln9F9wmAI5Qsvzibuyfqj4AMCwTTYaH5WRsoZLLuLxF_AoGetW28PmFXQ8TRX40coyiEZavEBxHpo16G-BtprRKUBbw8iBk3sgWOW9ai4KWlxvu2NhuqKadogtZo_KdL2oEbtdHliOFr5fzRFI4zB3keecHrJhEM9P-ifiLKIGUi6exycw6p=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We get 4-5 dozen eggs a week right now.<br />We'll get more as the weather warms up, and the sun is out longer.<br />Did you know that chickens need about 14 hours of daylight each day to lay eggs?<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>If you have dogs or cats, you might be noticing that they are beginning to shed their winter coats. You might have a lot of fluff and hair around your house. That's because the days are getting longer, and the dogs' bodies know that more daylight means that it's getting warmer.<div><br /></div><div>Chickens are similar. They already got their new feathers in the fall. New feathers will keep them warm. But less daylight also tells their body to slow down on laying eggs. Now that we have more daylight, their bodies know it's a good time to start laying more eggs!</div><div><br /></div><div>We are hoping that we get a chicken and a turkey to sit on some eggs and hatch them out. I'll be sure to let you know when that happens. It's so much fun to see the babies hatch!<br /><div><div><br /></div></div></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-28217704591720231842022-01-28T13:42:00.000-07:002022-01-28T13:42:08.096-07:00Answering Questions<p> Thanks so much for all your questions. It's getting easier to read your handwriting. You must be working hard on writing more clearly.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgftSdWLA8_HB0qetfBB_t4TryWUYpLVTI0x39CMak2tMMxpzp-SiSfbFTlUPKomf3__877eyd9Izhg2LJ9Fe63geTZlmFgPFhqOy675ItttoNzHTeNBBPljDPrGPP2mjNA3JUO2fwVCO7du2YHzLbJbI6mqzNtpAVxGi0KtUCrRY_9YxnuVOhPS4Wn=s512" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="441" data-original-width="512" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgftSdWLA8_HB0qetfBB_t4TryWUYpLVTI0x39CMak2tMMxpzp-SiSfbFTlUPKomf3__877eyd9Izhg2LJ9Fe63geTZlmFgPFhqOy675ItttoNzHTeNBBPljDPrGPP2mjNA3JUO2fwVCO7du2YHzLbJbI6mqzNtpAVxGi0KtUCrRY_9YxnuVOhPS4Wn=s320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think the same thing!<br />Boo Yah! for farms, and for good handwriting!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidLAz0BiDQpWReA8czqjXOR7GE6Xqrh0kIMzrIc2F5HX0doCRiaaK_qHotTpUJezD-Ayf7849dYvAzyF2ybzSrgZ8gWjil3Ckw7TNv91GD4e9Cw7v39LkcKtXoZk40OiFlu-bNOAp4gKCb2nMuK-DwKjLKIoNEV9cDE8kzsCuB4zOi8VDYAfj-e1lS=s195" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidLAz0BiDQpWReA8czqjXOR7GE6Xqrh0kIMzrIc2F5HX0doCRiaaK_qHotTpUJezD-Ayf7849dYvAzyF2ybzSrgZ8gWjil3Ckw7TNv91GD4e9Cw7v39LkcKtXoZk40OiFlu-bNOAp4gKCb2nMuK-DwKjLKIoNEV9cDE8kzsCuB4zOi8VDYAfj-e1lS=s16000" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes, we cook the eggs that we gather on the farm.<br />Sometimes we eat them, and sometimes the dogs get to eat them.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7O3zeXtushULUEU8hUdTDU337oPQmWWmqeCH5LPzjIGKa0rzw6NaRGCXDH7WOhD5cGZegj8xO1JmNUicCbKWUCvDYcJU75jo--PhSSMid6BhZtreoXWdYU5eoCbNAdU6BiiBJpomm0xz6aIVXrZRhjn-vDh_Qkh4q1rG_HB1Cnjpwf6cYcHppZ7YC=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7O3zeXtushULUEU8hUdTDU337oPQmWWmqeCH5LPzjIGKa0rzw6NaRGCXDH7WOhD5cGZegj8xO1JmNUicCbKWUCvDYcJU75jo--PhSSMid6BhZtreoXWdYU5eoCbNAdU6BiiBJpomm0xz6aIVXrZRhjn-vDh_Qkh4q1rG_HB1Cnjpwf6cYcHppZ7YC=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I save the broken and frozen eggs for the dogs.</td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkcH-fmwt-5OTPCksjOFVJs_sI5E2jcGw_3IpU_tj3nDvhrS1C2BZVIyAWmT4lZslE2WmbV21ojJXf2TTRfgp8lS-KDbzumDTz8UBFlI2urZMinEE88DTW7OMkisXzx135ccdf3NVUaoL4RHLnWa066_CZ07kLDSPaNyto3qWj8BhzlprcLneZ9L6f=s485" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="485" data-original-width="477" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkcH-fmwt-5OTPCksjOFVJs_sI5E2jcGw_3IpU_tj3nDvhrS1C2BZVIyAWmT4lZslE2WmbV21ojJXf2TTRfgp8lS-KDbzumDTz8UBFlI2urZMinEE88DTW7OMkisXzx135ccdf3NVUaoL4RHLnWa066_CZ07kLDSPaNyto3qWj8BhzlprcLneZ9L6f=s320" width="315" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The dogs got eggs for breakfast today.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirO-MBFtGIz3COzN06N55zrf4-li8Q7VDm86xXKA6PXXgYNcQSDehU6HayaVmRsXCyEcZllOuhaGiTfypY-KxwD4qoSIcyaptvz-gtejViLT0zNeVDqx_-HOPZRwT2Eo6N_TQL1iDfAPFOsyJUgVAs11RGt9gGl_3ludyK2Wb5xDGF7itjbVG_p482=s400" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="394" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirO-MBFtGIz3COzN06N55zrf4-li8Q7VDm86xXKA6PXXgYNcQSDehU6HayaVmRsXCyEcZllOuhaGiTfypY-KxwD4qoSIcyaptvz-gtejViLT0zNeVDqx_-HOPZRwT2Eo6N_TQL1iDfAPFOsyJUgVAs11RGt9gGl_3ludyK2Wb5xDGF7itjbVG_p482=s320" width="315" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is almost all the eggs I collected for the last two days.<br />Do you see the specked eggs in the middle of the bottom row?<br />Those are turkey eggs.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhpVpdMWT-Rgyq22d8BLOoi0B7DSg7asQsnCNH0YThQzZHNICaeS-vWwltwnIFivpeZunbqMIt0mI-4JL85zAf1oOjlgv1y8cjrF9HFaSnNGJ3rbRQLqEUB8Ha8z2v7EK_RFH2vkhba-OTbN9qg4OWrfWKSuFP-s20uPFSiK5m2UNEEpY9RGuqNMhX_=s566" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="566" data-original-width="424" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhpVpdMWT-Rgyq22d8BLOoi0B7DSg7asQsnCNH0YThQzZHNICaeS-vWwltwnIFivpeZunbqMIt0mI-4JL85zAf1oOjlgv1y8cjrF9HFaSnNGJ3rbRQLqEUB8Ha8z2v7EK_RFH2vkhba-OTbN9qg4OWrfWKSuFP-s20uPFSiK5m2UNEEpY9RGuqNMhX_=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good dogs! Mishka and JJ are learning how to wait until I call them to come into the barn.<br />They definitely deserve some yummy eggs for breakfast.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> <br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiedhyzMxvnZiarQZt-tcMa83ZrCmhaP4DjzAJD_ZQK-iy3HKZGS1kDTzKTYQPKynZGqPWJ6GStZqSCJm5Q19qyiNbYw953c9FGDJzlmelxpu3KoANOQHi6f4lHaNNqpPe6w9Ec5Qz_oM5giwD9FH-1gfNCv0YiwbuRkhbIo2S6zCuS8yQGkZtqoVi5=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="251" data-original-width="256" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiedhyzMxvnZiarQZt-tcMa83ZrCmhaP4DjzAJD_ZQK-iy3HKZGS1kDTzKTYQPKynZGqPWJ6GStZqSCJm5Q19qyiNbYw953c9FGDJzlmelxpu3KoANOQHi6f4lHaNNqpPe6w9Ec5Qz_oM5giwD9FH-1gfNCv0YiwbuRkhbIo2S6zCuS8yQGkZtqoVi5" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grayci is almost 6 months old. She just started laying eggs.<br />We like turkey eggs, and chicken eggs, and duck eggs.<br />Thanks, Grayci!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh9O5UKvtD9KqhfwqZlcOE4MmZiQmdH8mX6yw057cE_drwkgM63SuoII50ukxqAfkgEIVRE4OnXWDR_7-EXv7rF6b2yuStz2uU4tGPpmrm6UTSEaq2zXCsuzt9AlUlA79dNhdeM364blwoJFMni4T3Y3QdFuD1hs624YeFvw8DJQpduknnmANmwW7B6=s203" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="186" data-original-width="203" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh9O5UKvtD9KqhfwqZlcOE4MmZiQmdH8mX6yw057cE_drwkgM63SuoII50ukxqAfkgEIVRE4OnXWDR_7-EXv7rF6b2yuStz2uU4tGPpmrm6UTSEaq2zXCsuzt9AlUlA79dNhdeM364blwoJFMni4T3Y3QdFuD1hs624YeFvw8DJQpduknnmANmwW7B6" width="203" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got those animals one at a time.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>My friend sold me Echo. Echo has had a few calves. Sadie is the last calf she had. Now Sadie is going to have her own calf!</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiyNcQhMdZ3POopInfDpeeARHeH4rnbfwVtfv-wyzyFShd7x_53eZ8qe90trHKR7WIy2zptKM6UVPWDQaXv4Iiz4rRcfJaRVtmXdgXYE7DJ22rdejxd3y_YyNthV79HDozhErs7Oo9edz-3oZ6CF80CBV4OlFae81RULThAkIfW3Co8X7RtqnRj0nB=s195" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="70" data-original-width="195" height="70" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiyNcQhMdZ3POopInfDpeeARHeH4rnbfwVtfv-wyzyFShd7x_53eZ8qe90trHKR7WIy2zptKM6UVPWDQaXv4Iiz4rRcfJaRVtmXdgXYE7DJ22rdejxd3y_YyNthV79HDozhErs7Oo9edz-3oZ6CF80CBV4OlFae81RULThAkIfW3Co8X7RtqnRj0nB" width="195" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River was born April 9, 2016.</td></tr></tbody></table>If you want to see more about River when she was born, you can look at <a href="https://welcomehomefarm-tj.blogspot.com/2016/04/new-goat-kids.html" target="_blank">this link</a>.<br /><div><br /><div>There were so many more good questions! I'll answer more next week.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great week!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-35997578627926079472022-01-21T14:06:00.003-07:002022-01-21T14:28:37.906-07:00Bedding and Friends<p> Do you have sheets and blankets on a bed? I bet you do! </p><p>Cows, sheep, and goats need something to sleep on, too. We call it bedding</p><p>We use wood chips and saw dust for animal bedding. I get BIG loads of wood chips from a place called <a href="https://getchipdrop.com/">Chip Drop</a> online.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgJZeagraIMpwuee9r_2HnMpCfOv6nvpPNiYLcZVVaV_0xlhvX_IPVG_aSc8d-XxiMXApc5Q3UanyfBL4Fpf45BPVCuFTr8nSQ0UpNI7n_-QHQo6G7IzvvNJlFOuvQsEsUNqBT8gTc1_fpmViCQGG7ULnY1bawmjjqOB9CfGyamUhXr4i_d6reAijyY=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgJZeagraIMpwuee9r_2HnMpCfOv6nvpPNiYLcZVVaV_0xlhvX_IPVG_aSc8d-XxiMXApc5Q3UanyfBL4Fpf45BPVCuFTr8nSQ0UpNI7n_-QHQo6G7IzvvNJlFOuvQsEsUNqBT8gTc1_fpmViCQGG7ULnY1bawmjjqOB9CfGyamUhXr4i_d6reAijyY" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We just got a new pile. I've gone through 7 piles since you started school.<br />That's a lot of piles to move!</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Sometimes we move them with the tractor.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEgZURuczs5jgwDyfwFTiKfttJr7rFJA2eP5lZorMXsfHAIoTlvX5mAfVSpPZaBbmOTJoWtmOMH05bbjVHNRUh1cnWdu2E_dJ_cYgcG9psArAX2BHQVrTdSQ7qGFCQfkvtlmXOnvSpXj566eZDApJ8-uK2wG3X-OkQvaExEoxEDU_CtOWVkAfNVPtk=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEgZURuczs5jgwDyfwFTiKfttJr7rFJA2eP5lZorMXsfHAIoTlvX5mAfVSpPZaBbmOTJoWtmOMH05bbjVHNRUh1cnWdu2E_dJ_cYgcG9psArAX2BHQVrTdSQ7qGFCQfkvtlmXOnvSpXj566eZDApJ8-uK2wG3X-OkQvaExEoxEDU_CtOWVkAfNVPtk" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We put lots and lots of chips around our two new apple trees this fall.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgK8VBNxEJtLrLbN5ci01U4HOpPhYq-KAt6ewdz81FwSNJbHpFFlguQCHMGbm2ECo_8CRibrU9PEGSkBTQWWQ06I4lsbnmDbLyodbrU2gdY7d5V-v-DiXoK_N95L90a9t6Gx644XUaaK0bXaeNEsMgLdjnQTh7ZMQe6AAeBJgTpHLM7_wCkym1w49O2=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgK8VBNxEJtLrLbN5ci01U4HOpPhYq-KAt6ewdz81FwSNJbHpFFlguQCHMGbm2ECo_8CRibrU9PEGSkBTQWWQ06I4lsbnmDbLyodbrU2gdY7d5V-v-DiXoK_N95L90a9t6Gx644XUaaK0bXaeNEsMgLdjnQTh7ZMQe6AAeBJgTpHLM7_wCkym1w49O2" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I use a wheelbarrow to move wood chips into the stalls.<br />I put sawdust on top of the wood chips to help the stall stay cleaner, and nicer for the cows and goats and sheep to sleep on.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_7U0vpYN1v5UvEUlJ7sTG6Ul2jcw9NBLcdvACcklLSMGjffZKc7zoynv4R7Zr11FuXrhbi7uK1an8bj8I9AwiTIsjKu_O_qxpl6S0hQbwJ7EMYRjSCUP1rRhtMVHottTLiai562kJ3bYBqFHINlCHDcR6CszboW-HJoMGAwK7jbFulxgmw1neiPno=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_7U0vpYN1v5UvEUlJ7sTG6Ul2jcw9NBLcdvACcklLSMGjffZKc7zoynv4R7Zr11FuXrhbi7uK1an8bj8I9AwiTIsjKu_O_qxpl6S0hQbwJ7EMYRjSCUP1rRhtMVHottTLiai562kJ3bYBqFHINlCHDcR6CszboW-HJoMGAwK7jbFulxgmw1neiPno=s320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Once the wood chips and sawdust are full of manure (cow poo)<br />I use a wheelbarrow to dig it out and put it in a pile.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We don't send the pile to the dump, even though it looks like a big, yucky mess. Lots of families come in the spring and load it into buckets, bags, trucks, and sometimes trailers.</p><p>What do you think they want all that manure for?</p><p>It's great for gardens and flower beds! Once it sits for a few months it turns into wonderful mulch for gardens. Last year we had 8 families that came to get all the manure. I have bigger piles behind the barn, too!</p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyKBlK6KyYl0okmqemxaAMLc79G8d7bmaVQ_RVoOea3gD-aXysD7PJ7A2dd7vUEYjEgX9bSMq9vqu7-SMP2JXAgoYmhidZB4djnI6Mx0PhT7EOy2wvNOrMrmJIy9epin5naEo7f84TUCTRrufHuz2_F7Hw_fJgYDP5YoKPq9nSb8ezyvKI0HcO9x7j=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyKBlK6KyYl0okmqemxaAMLc79G8d7bmaVQ_RVoOea3gD-aXysD7PJ7A2dd7vUEYjEgX9bSMq9vqu7-SMP2JXAgoYmhidZB4djnI6Mx0PhT7EOy2wvNOrMrmJIy9epin5naEo7f84TUCTRrufHuz2_F7Hw_fJgYDP5YoKPq9nSb8ezyvKI0HcO9x7j" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you have a drinking fountain at school?<br />We have a downspout that leads right into a barrel.<br />The roof collects a lot of rain. It goes into the gutters, <br />then down through the downspout.<br />Roof water is the cows favorite water!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>https://youtu.be/CfW4RgIbDvQ</p><p>Sadie loves to get drinks from our 'farm water fountain' when the water is coming off the roof.</p>Here are a few photos of my animal friends. They are friends, too!<div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJWvHVll7UFLchnlC6rPevOQZ1BmbGIKpJISjmHYCz-QjIheysNfG_Ow_yQo4KrxpBNhS9CHvK_duInLNn1KY5C1NuW-cX2pSc4lxCFDX6UfcSgSjY_y0iZqC64_hoAMK95og-A1rRW6WFDpBpzLTBcNiPL2zQO5VnpLKEijDMdHi3aYc2RFGC_WI6=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJWvHVll7UFLchnlC6rPevOQZ1BmbGIKpJISjmHYCz-QjIheysNfG_Ow_yQo4KrxpBNhS9CHvK_duInLNn1KY5C1NuW-cX2pSc4lxCFDX6UfcSgSjY_y0iZqC64_hoAMK95og-A1rRW6WFDpBpzLTBcNiPL2zQO5VnpLKEijDMdHi3aYc2RFGC_WI6" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Which animals are sheep, and which animal is a goat?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcLWGsNmmjCcoFm_ue3eKvlSvWPnBiUTIWEFu32WWCEtxKEYCWL4TJsQ4FiCVkk1mgAj4xDluZLeqJO_7d_bqdIwJGQ7sHOmzvIiai73stSz4g5iP5b3RKQBbchyYlmqdHaPpvvq0MdDnREje8mhrHcHiY2kRZptMOMMIxqqAJSKCPrXDcbEA5RNNV=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcLWGsNmmjCcoFm_ue3eKvlSvWPnBiUTIWEFu32WWCEtxKEYCWL4TJsQ4FiCVkk1mgAj4xDluZLeqJO_7d_bqdIwJGQ7sHOmzvIiai73stSz4g5iP5b3RKQBbchyYlmqdHaPpvvq0MdDnREje8mhrHcHiY2kRZptMOMMIxqqAJSKCPrXDcbEA5RNNV" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Echo (the cow) loves River (the goat).<br />She licks her through the fence.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Thanks for all your questions! I'll be answering some of them next week. </p><p>Have a great week!</p></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-67493878722301293652022-01-14T13:33:00.001-07:002022-01-14T13:33:36.082-07:00The Chickens Help Clean the Fridge<p> I cleaned the refrigerator last night. There were a lot of leftovers that no one in our family was going to eat.</p><p>I got a whole bucket full of leftovers!</p><p>One thing that's nice about living on a farm is that the animals will eat our leftovers.</p><p>The chickens and turkeys really liked the refrigerator leftovers for breakfast this morning. They liked it better than their regular chicken food.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhm_0jD8RAk1_BzB_AyuEp6XgJPIJTJ49UIhjJnMo9QYLczMDYej33UodvKES6gn0WNpQ7myUAtCmRFr7iPL11Sx38WpXGNFUpjDn7bx2G2I2k6C_VlMS233UVe3LQbdSGwC29MxQOPqKNukmW09UWIjyWnqNlJEL7p766jE538Mi2b67ycTYthR_CD=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhm_0jD8RAk1_BzB_AyuEp6XgJPIJTJ49UIhjJnMo9QYLczMDYej33UodvKES6gn0WNpQ7myUAtCmRFr7iPL11Sx38WpXGNFUpjDn7bx2G2I2k6C_VlMS233UVe3LQbdSGwC29MxQOPqKNukmW09UWIjyWnqNlJEL7p766jE538Mi2b67ycTYthR_CD" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see that pile of leftovers?<br />Some of the pile is spaghetti noodles that we didn't want to reheat.<br />Chickens love spaghetti noodles!<br />I think it reminds them of worms.... yuck.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwj7UCYUsV49Iujc5iPcDd9WF5omjRbOSJItcBL9gNySsYrCyoR00Kc5x1asjcuv5YQpGprk0WV6oGNvOp0vr9UJ5W-4C4TA2P46By-Xz8OmaC_wTB9hi5yaugpPgtBhzaRsIPCVlyW3U0gzvKwAY96IuFl2qqahzW1susG1kDqVc1uAoq3RnkRzzP=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwj7UCYUsV49Iujc5iPcDd9WF5omjRbOSJItcBL9gNySsYrCyoR00Kc5x1asjcuv5YQpGprk0WV6oGNvOp0vr9UJ5W-4C4TA2P46By-Xz8OmaC_wTB9hi5yaugpPgtBhzaRsIPCVlyW3U0gzvKwAY96IuFl2qqahzW1susG1kDqVc1uAoq3RnkRzzP" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you see the two turkeys? One is dark and one is gray.<br />The dark one is Brownie, the gray one is Graycie.<br />They are both girls, and lay lots of eggs in the spring and summer.<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Did you know you can eat turkey eggs? They taste just like chicken eggs, but they are bigger and have brown spots on them. I'll post some pictures of turkey eggs in the spring when they start laying again.</p><p>The chickens didn't really come into the house and help clean the fridge last night. They just ate all the leftovers breakfast. That's a help because we aren't throwing food in the trash.</p><p>Do you know who else eat leftovers?</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsMObuiKG--3Yb8oJkhrX5t_0xeznPTXZ8U8BuSp-vIenGA-CMSlWlLazOahSKU5LeAcOj8JUeHQRWtVKJORGpOSSzJGKE0SUORTtcRiIX-LDln8qc2us0ATANFH0rdq-cMDJGXlZUIqTrHMsGLutYXfzO-BuRLK1Ejh3mDn8nUjI7ulMuM-neIdPq=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsMObuiKG--3Yb8oJkhrX5t_0xeznPTXZ8U8BuSp-vIenGA-CMSlWlLazOahSKU5LeAcOj8JUeHQRWtVKJORGpOSSzJGKE0SUORTtcRiIX-LDln8qc2us0ATANFH0rdq-cMDJGXlZUIqTrHMsGLutYXfzO-BuRLK1Ejh3mDn8nUjI7ulMuM-neIdPq" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River, our milk goat, helps with leftovers, too!<br />She loves eating banana peels.</td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><p>All the animals like stale bread, old waffles, and leftover fruits and vegetables. We almost never throw away food. </p><p style="text-align: center;">* * * * *</p><p><br /></p><p>We also have a barn cat. She's old, we can't remember when we got her. She's been here at least 12 years.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhgHQ4jIcEXGfVpvCcUylwqI2-aiydzVX_7-d3Qq_oBKgz6RRetDkgpYiW8KY4kqWrfPBkp-nsRnZFXq3Kn1cqZXn5V1QHP6LLTq0YGNY5DZK0WQBYPffP85wucKefJn8nadR7fMl0EfvQlEwlz1Orx4BQgK7ni_rU1bBqqhkaIZZpfVtPK9XEOLTv=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhgHQ4jIcEXGfVpvCcUylwqI2-aiydzVX_7-d3Qq_oBKgz6RRetDkgpYiW8KY4kqWrfPBkp-nsRnZFXq3Kn1cqZXn5V1QHP6LLTq0YGNY5DZK0WQBYPffP85wucKefJn8nadR7fMl0EfvQlEwlz1Orx4BQgK7ni_rU1bBqqhkaIZZpfVtPK9XEOLTv" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is her favorite spot in the winter.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>She has a little 'nest' on the blanket that covers the hose in the winter. We have the hose coiled up on a heated dog bed to keep it from freezing in the winter.</p><p>I cover the whole pile with an old car windshield cover that helps to keep the heat in.</p><p>Midnight sleeps inside the little hut where it's warm and cozy at night.</p><p>She loves living in the barn. Sometimes she comes to the back door of the house, but she never comes in. She likes her barn much better than the house.</p><p>Have a great week!</p>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-46046593517887672582022-01-06T21:17:00.003-07:002022-01-06T21:17:50.791-07:00Happy New Year!<p>I hope you had a wonderful Christmas break, and a Happy New Year!</p>Your teacher told me that you would like to meet some of the animals on our little farm. Some of you met the animals when you came last fall to make apple cider. <div><br /></div><div>Do you remember any of these animals?</div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8lyijj8aaFstSgsg6B9SYyBK8kjaZDxb55a7ru4YOu1UMR5w0gttvzSw-xms1V9bINCUJDTn9TEa8MXyTJ8-MOlBBTsxzVZgnjVM_I-h8RfqiWPALy-ZhXAVJIuo1QmisjgxxcHS9XmhAe_QgWCXQQN0SvlbWtQYUj8x6ti9PiJNSSx3IYJe5KLZ7=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8lyijj8aaFstSgsg6B9SYyBK8kjaZDxb55a7ru4YOu1UMR5w0gttvzSw-xms1V9bINCUJDTn9TEa8MXyTJ8-MOlBBTsxzVZgnjVM_I-h8RfqiWPALy-ZhXAVJIuo1QmisjgxxcHS9XmhAe_QgWCXQQN0SvlbWtQYUj8x6ti9PiJNSSx3IYJe5KLZ7=s16000" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is me and Sadie, our 2 year old cow!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Sadie loves getting cow hugs every morning. She loves to put her head on me so I'll rub her face and under her chin.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirkOln-iKl0Vt8iq1iMoTXLuhHP0Nsv3sw_lfxFkCYB5Q0zohJIRJbn--45ul4eVFgNhZrgBLnwtCMNj_I8KA22gwJnA1Xhck7wzFr2A5pDGexCfw_STxrBQIgJL9I2ZG8iO8zfvidDLzlcoWCdXB7wP-NFd4fGVUoGClUdmFD3hTwAsT3B4nhuSFQ=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirkOln-iKl0Vt8iq1iMoTXLuhHP0Nsv3sw_lfxFkCYB5Q0zohJIRJbn--45ul4eVFgNhZrgBLnwtCMNj_I8KA22gwJnA1Xhck7wzFr2A5pDGexCfw_STxrBQIgJL9I2ZG8iO8zfvidDLzlcoWCdXB7wP-NFd4fGVUoGClUdmFD3hTwAsT3B4nhuSFQ=w150-h200" width="150" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie is a very pretty cow. <br />She's also very gentle, which is why we love her.<br />Sadie will have her first calf (baby cow) in March. <br />We're so excited!</td></tr></tbody></table><p> </p><p>We also have a cow named Echo. Echo is Sadie's mom.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjda8vUD1wIPDqgJ2_xkoJZDgpU84EOLTgY5zPE95E57ll9m0y0zDFWPnEsAaUO6h6lOGlYiraLoe8vdqMfz9FtsRTJtlQpvm6FJgn5TKACpKJlPjg9FWwq3CNjHv5IHmDQ_Q-QB5b7xmTV9aUlPdoP7JJDmIeQkZl-LyapuYlUPJjNMCJK79CeXyCN=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjda8vUD1wIPDqgJ2_xkoJZDgpU84EOLTgY5zPE95E57ll9m0y0zDFWPnEsAaUO6h6lOGlYiraLoe8vdqMfz9FtsRTJtlQpvm6FJgn5TKACpKJlPjg9FWwq3CNjHv5IHmDQ_Q-QB5b7xmTV9aUlPdoP7JJDmIeQkZl-LyapuYlUPJjNMCJK79CeXyCN=s16000" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Echo is walking to the gate to meet me this morning.<br />Echo will have a calf in August.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Echo is Sadie's mom. Echo will be 8 years old in February. I milk her every morning. When Sadie has her calf, I'll milk Sadie, too!</div><div><br /></div><div>I love looking at the mountains in the morning as I head out to the barn. They are beautiful! I love watching the seasons change on the mountains, too. In the winter they are covered with snow, in the spring I watch the snow melt and the trees turn green, and in the fall I look for the colorful trees on the side of the mountains.<br /><p>We also have 3 sheep and a goat. And a lot of chickens, ducks, and turkeys. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEir9mX_MwbznTFKfbd0TkR_e513m8EFSbIt130tfdkxkVpOXCuhcnrGR20_Rfizr9KAciLid-5HlUq2tqwTasyjDdq-T8HaDQ99X-l0-1lv4IU6dzNn9ELJtTE5MinRUqZvxhOHhfM7EIXim-gYt_lGo2f4Gi6ZQgfc0TC3ElmTixeEovGEwdtljfTr=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="192" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEir9mX_MwbznTFKfbd0TkR_e513m8EFSbIt130tfdkxkVpOXCuhcnrGR20_Rfizr9KAciLid-5HlUq2tqwTasyjDdq-T8HaDQ99X-l0-1lv4IU6dzNn9ELJtTE5MinRUqZvxhOHhfM7EIXim-gYt_lGo2f4Gi6ZQgfc0TC3ElmTixeEovGEwdtljfTr" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Pobrecito. That means "Poor Little One" in Spanish.<br />We gave him that name because he almost died a few times when he was a baby this spring.<br />He's doing much better right now, and his is a very gentle lamb.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1m-LAeTXEu7uUo-U7nnj_jknTP5_Qcm2QKEsvViHUIhmTgc6WIxkx7szTYzivweARwF_yuhWrW4yz4wWru8TPd1w8MBFpW8rNw_ieuDuL7s-KD6RxtFwAOgqdHjVdYkuCkTQjfDip7DyQlC5wi_uBCI_hZMuvSRRfR5x6cQbvYgAVP9_DzqUPwPsO=s256" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="192" data-original-width="256" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1m-LAeTXEu7uUo-U7nnj_jknTP5_Qcm2QKEsvViHUIhmTgc6WIxkx7szTYzivweARwF_yuhWrW4yz4wWru8TPd1w8MBFpW8rNw_ieuDuL7s-KD6RxtFwAOgqdHjVdYkuCkTQjfDip7DyQlC5wi_uBCI_hZMuvSRRfR5x6cQbvYgAVP9_DzqUPwPsO" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Cocoa. He's the biggest ram (boy sheep) that we have.<br />He's also a very nice animal.<br />Sometimes new people frighten him, so he'll run away.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Cocoa has big horns, I don't know why he would be afraid of new people!</p><p>Sometimes Sadie is afraid of new people and runs away, too. I don't know why a big cow would be afraid of people who are so much smaller than she is.</p><p></p></div><div>I'll show you some of the chickens, ducks, and turkeys next week. And I'll take some photos of River, our milk goat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div>TJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890037981997328026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331591886946739033.post-88838585140926101782020-06-05T14:47:00.004-06:002020-06-05T14:48:30.094-06:00Burger's Horns and New Turkey Chick<br />
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The flower beds in the front yard look beautiful at this time of year. The vegetable garden is growing well, too.<br />
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The puffy pink flowers were given to me by my mother-in-law. She took them from her mother's flower bed, who got them from her mother, who brought them from another country to America when they immigrated.<br />
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I love remembering people who came to America from so far away. It helps me to feel a part of their lives even though I never met some of them.<br />
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I have things passed down from my parents and grandparents inside my home, too. They all come with stories. Some are long stories, some are very short stories because I wasn't given much history.<br />
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Our little farm is also a bit of history. My mother-in-law and father-in-law both grew up on farms in Idaho. They were the first generation off the farm. They moved further and further east as their family grew and as my father-in-laws jobs changed.<br />
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I think it's interesting that we ended up back in the west where they started, and that we live on a small hobby farm doing some of the same things that they grew up doing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The corn is growing. It was in the ground for only 4 days<br />before it sprouted. The corn seed came from my friend who<br />saves seed corn every year.</span></td></tr>
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I think its a little bit funny that we call wooden boxes 'beds.' It's almost like the plants are supposed to be sleeping instead of growing.<br /><br />We are hoping to put in a greenhouse this year so we moved the garden to a different spot, and built the raised beds.<br />
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I was able to get him down and tie him up before others came to help hold him. It's not a fun job, but it keeps the animals safer and humans safer if they don't have horns. I was proud of myself! This is the first time I was able to get a calf down and tied all by myself!<br />
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Does it look a little sad? It's not really. He stays still while we are working on him which means he is safer and so are we.<br />
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He's running around and playing in the pasture now. He acts as if nothing happened. If fact, he is more friendly now than he was last week!<br />
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We took care of <a href="https://welcomehomefarm-tj.blogspot.com/search?q=sadie+horns#.XtqvFBNKhE4" target="_blank">Sadie's horns during the winter</a>. It has to be done when the cows are still fairly young. <br />
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The hen who was sitting on turkey eggs hatched out two chicks. She was so careful about taking good care of the eggs!</div>
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It didn't live. It couldn't walk, and it had some trouble seeing. Hens usually know if a chick will survive or if it won't. Sometimes people can work with an animal and help it live, and sometimes there is nothing we can do.<br />
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Turkeys are not very smart. They don't know how to follow their mama and stay safe. We took the turkey chick away and it's being raised with some other turkey chicks that we bought. It will be very safe in a brooder. It can't get lost, and it has food and water and heat all in one area.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-size: small;">The duck is still sitting on her nest under the<br />rabbit cage. It's safe under there.<br />I think we'll have new ducklings in 2 weeks! </span></td></tr>
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Millie, the new goat kid, doesn't have any other goat kids to play with. She likes to play with Sadie, and Sadie is patient enough that she lets Millie jump all over her!<br />
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Sadie is such a sweet, gentle cow! I love her!<br />
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We're still burning the foxtail in the barn yard. There isn't as much this year as there was last year. Foxtail is awful! It gets in the dogs fur, it gets in the barnyard animals fur, and none of the animals will eat it.</div>
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The best way to get rid of it is to burn it.</div>
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We've had a lot of thistle this year, too. The animals won't eat thistle, either so we're working on digging it out, and spraying it with a special weed killer that won't hurt the animals.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Thistles grow big, and they have spines!<br />They are too poky to eat!</span></td></tr>
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I hope you've enjoyed your first week of summer vacation!<br />
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