It was a bit brisk this morning. The cows are munching the grass with a little frost on it. Yesterday was a bit animated. It started with the Seahawks heading to the superbowl, Brent loaded two cows onto the truck, kids off to school. When the sun rose, there was some fence debugging, some tricky cow maneuvering, Leftie got some unwanted attention, a gate broken ( bad cows ), a reel broken, a long walk with the water bowl and the iron-man-salt-lick carry. Then ended with more hay moving, another gate broken ( bad Brent ) followed by our typical evening kid routine. On this morning, it was calm.
The moon was out.
The new orchard fence is looking lovely.
The lakes are full.
Time to roll out the hay.
Brent rips the haynet and unwraps it a bit.
The hay has a lovely smell.
Then he rolls with it.
The cows wait patiently. Moo.
Then the heptagons appear and they all walk through.
Brent inspects the cows. We think about our next beef sale. All that is left behind is a nicely worked pasture and a steaming pile of poo. A sweet spot for fertility.