I come from a dance background. When we do amazing feats or kick our leg high, we make it look easy. Nothing hurts. Simple. Casual. Do this all the time. That’s part of the art.
I also dabble in the geek world. Their art has a note of “duh,” which for geeks means make it look easy. Sometimes, those amazing feats and solutions are not all that easy, but we make it seem so.
We move children and we move cattle … and actually, we move chickens. Chickens, that’s easy. Children, meh … really depends on the temperament. … not always predictable. Hard to make that look easy when they scream and you scream back.
Cattle? you need to know some tricks. I really enjoyed this move. The cattle ( some new to the system ) crossed the road. Seems simple, but is it really? Over the years and with concrete examples of cow moves gone wrong, Brent has set up subtleties that make it all look easy. And just like a ballerina “floating on air” on her toes, weightless … the herd popped over too easy. What you don’t see are the bloody toes ( ballerina point dancer ref ) of the past getting this art down to making it look effortless. Behind that move is pasture planning, cow chess moves and temp fence props. Add to that when to get the herd back to the yards mixed with do we feed hay? Do we feed hay because the pasture needs it? So many inputs to make it look easy. Here they are, the herd, crossing the road.
When I lived in the city, I would have loved to be part of that cow move. That’s why we are offering an opportunity to stay on the farm. Seems easy, but what are those tricks? Accepting reservations starting in May.
Hot again today. This is our local pool. Seven minutes away and the kids love it.
These are our cows before they moved to “Club Med” the cow equivalent.
Minty has a swimming lesson each evening. While this is going on, Z runs and splashes and runs and splashes. Once you learn how to walk, every moment after, you run. Why walk? So slow. So she runs.
The cows greeted Club Med with similar appreciation. They didn’t run, but they tucked right in to the cool water. It’s nice to have a splash when it’s very hot outside.
The calves appreciated the water just as Z would. In and out. This one jumped out
Then he did that calf stare. See? The calves stare at me.
This gal found the cow scratch post.
Nothing like a pool of water to ease this weather.
Snow day today! We’ve not seen snow here since 2013. A great day for the kids. When the snow falls, you know your day will be different. All your plans of driving and doing things are arrested and you spend the day understanding just how cold snow can be.
I kept the fire piping hot. I’ve been here before. Snow is great until your mittens get wet. Then they come in crying.
Lucy made a giant snowman. Brent pointed out that he has never made a snowman. I share that same attribute. But I have made my fair share of sand castles.
Zelie doesn’t remember the snow. She slept in and was so incredibly excited to get out there. Her world turned into a “fluffy cupcake.” Her words, not mine.
Brent finished off his morning coffee dodging puppies, gazing at Lucy’s giant snowman wearing his best snow Crocs.
But the snow must go on. The herd had their second bale of hay when things started melting. They are rustic cows. This snow ain’t nuthin’ compared to where they came from.
They are loving the hay, but still manage to find grass underneath the snowy bits.
This is what cow poop looks like in snow. I knew you were curious…
The cows came home today. They are marching their way on another loop of the farm. There is some grass, but we are giving them hay now. Today was sunny. They were dozing in the warm with full bellies. Happy cows.
No hay today. The grass is growing just fine. We’ll hay tomorrow or the next day.
What a great year!
Calf doing “hay” face. The calves, confused, wander about copying the herd. They put their nose to the ground as the herd munches on fresh grass. They munch the hay because that’s what everyone else seems to be doing. But the hay doesn’t go down as smoothly as mum’s milk. Then, they make this face.
Brent strategically lays the hay out so that each ball rolls downhill. Tomorrow’s morning bale will be a bit uphill. He can do it.
With all this warm sunshine and fresh grass and hay, the herd has been very calm. They do enjoy sunbathing.
We are expecting one more calf this month. After, the rest of the gang shall pop out in March and April.
Brent lays out hay for January. Perfect hay bales. The herd gets two bales a day with fresh grass. But last night, they pushed through the front, temporary fence. Could have been a calf or could have been a silly mistake. No matter, they had a great night of hay buffet, all-you-can eat. Ruffled bales of gastronomique proportions.
Brent rolled out some hay and we pushed them back down to their strip. They did this.
Sat down, ruminated, stood. Not much eating. Their stomachs were full.
We later rolled out another bale and moved them along.
They found room.
New calf this day. The mother’s name is “Heather” after my niece. We call her “Jumpy Heather” because she is a bit of a spaz … but then, so is my niece. But she is a fantastic mom. Funny enough, so is my niece. The calf is a strong boy, healthy and content.