I was asked, well not me exactly, but those who follow along with Celilia’s Farmy, to show viewers at home what we see from our back porch. The Gascon farmhouses don’t porch much. But they do have a rear window. I’ve looked out through this window many times. When we bought the farm, this rear window had its shutters closed and the window was not included with purchase. We were missing quite a few windows which made our late September move exhilarating as we ran around in wool, fleece, scarves and jackets ( did I mention I was eight months pregnant? ) trying to mind all the gaps before winter set in. The view above is what “Nebraska” and “Yukon” look like right now. I took this photo with my food lens because Miss C said, “take a photo.” I do what she says. She’s a New Zealander. Despite making the best Cadbury chocolate bar in the world ( it’s the milk ), you need to keep an eye on them. They’re cheeky. There were some very moo-y cow noisings out there when I opened the window, thankfully not ours. Our fatties are munching away in the front. They’re full at the moment; we have a lot of grass.
Above is the soon-to-be-repaired roof we look over to check out our backyard. We are grass farmers, no rooftop or tractor is spared.
Brent put a lot of work in getting these two paddocks ready for cows. Below he was mowing the old corn field ( we call it “Nebraska” ) a year after its very last harvest. He let it grow over the months. He was doing a choppy mow of the grass and weeds that grew to put some fertility back into the soil. He did all sorts of other passes on this paddock, but that is a post for grasspunk. The brown in the background is Yukon. Another monocrop field that was très fatigué.
Another look through our rear window porch and you see that Yukon is getting greener. After some serious perimeter chopping involving blackberry hackers and chainsaws, we finally pushed in posts with help from a friend for the girls to see what all this Yukon is about.
Nebraska got greener and my veggie garden awaited garlic and shallots. And with this bundle of lovely two-year-old joy, garlic and shallots is about where I stopped. Next year, dam* it, this veggie bidness is on!
At last, for the first time EVER, cows meet grass meet soil. Cow poo has never been so welcome. This cornfield has completely turned around. There are still spots of monocropping casualties, but the rest is looking lush and ready for a third graze. Munching cows makes our back porch view a happy place.
Last year, while waiting for the Lucerne ( alfalfa ) to grow, a few sunflowers snuck in. Minty took care of those.
This is our back porch view to the left.
And this is the back porch view to our right.
It’s quiet here in the Gers. A beautiful place to write about what you see from your back porch.