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.
I ignore our children. Not on purpose. It comes natural to me. Sometimes I feel guilty. I should be entertaining them. Growing them. Teaching them. But my ideas are nothing compared to what they have planned. And really, I’m not your clown. Vacation time now. No school. We leave them to their own and they manage their pleasure, their day. Like those old T.V. programs with children running around solving mysteries with a little dog by their side. You watch one of those shows and think, ” now where the heck are their parents? ” … we’re here. We’re here unblocking them. We are supporting them. Sometimes mysteries need a new iphone app. Or help to light a match for the bon fire. Or a basket to carry all this food. Also, as much as I ignore them, we do things together each day that take minutes and are not status update worthy. Otto helps move the chickens two or three times a day. Zelie helped me feed the calf. Minty looked after her new kitten and also the other pets. The eggs are collected by one of this lot. Dishes unpacked then packed. Customers, meat sales. Phone. Answer the phone! Lucy did the laundry and made the table clean and beautiful. Help me cook with Zelie and Minty. Meal together. Showers, teeth. Then the truth. I hit my kids up hard with comedy. Can they take it?
me: you can fend for yourself now, you’re thirteen. get a job! get out there, rule the world!
lucy: then I won’t get pizza pockets!
Our third lot of chickens have been sold. We managed to grab one for tasting. I’ve done a lot of photos of beef and pork while spending very little time with chicken.
It’s nice to see what you are buying and how it looks in the kitchen just before dinner. Our chickens are large by French standards. I used huge potatoes so the scale is a bit off.
Also working on roasting chicken. Lucy likes crispy skin. Otto likes the leg. Minty likes the white meat. Zelie likes the mashed potatoes.
The family was very pleased with the flavor. This chicken tastes like chicken. It had the smell of chicken. The texture of chicken. Some salt, some pepper and a whole lot of pasture. I’m excited to keep working on this.
It’s a bit over 700 meters to our mailbox. Lucy has been waiting and waiting for a package to arrive. Sure that it would come this day, she decided to walk down and take a look. Why so motivated? Shoes. I’m sure you can relate. Z wanted to come along. And off they went.
Lucy snapped a few photos along the way. The herd seems to be doing well. Most of them snoozing. I love a snoozy cow.
She also grabbed this selfie. I love it because if you trace their heads and neckline it makes a heart. aaaaah. how cute!
Did her shoes arrive? YES!!! YES THEY DID!! Woohoo!
Close proximity to Kitchen and the outdoors. Phone accessible. Internet internessible. Piano, bouncy ball, fancy chairs. Photocopy, fridgebox, dinner table. Yeah, a farmer’s wife doesn’t just wife … she farms … we know that. Because there is so much to do. So much so, we employ child fambly labor to get the chooks done or move shtuff or help with the cows. And the sales. And the delivery. It’s all part of moving things forward. We call on friends. Friends help us when two is not enough, we need the third man for our annual “check all the cows” day. Thanks g-Friend! The office looks calm, but we are sold out.
Shortest day of the year, I grabbed some magic hour shots. My subjects were wearing orange which brought out that magic in magic hour.
Non-orange people also joined in because they are hams. A photography victim.
Our dog stuck his head in a hole. That’s when I worked it all out. “Downward Dog” is not only a yoga pose, but an actual dog pose.
More organginess and a violet eyed Mint Mint.
This pose was so popular, Lumi joined in. Lucy demonstrates the human version of downward dog.
Minty stole my camera and shot me.
We are munching the cows through stockpiled grass. They were resistant at first. Today, they worked it out and are fat fat fat. You go girls!
Glimmer. Shimmer. Shine. Neon gate handles in the Gers. All the rage. This may be the first instalment in our region. Take in the neon-ness under the sunset glow just before the herd move today. It sparkles from a distance. Even the man noticed its peppiness.
He hauled salt out to the herd just after. Do you see those black birds in the sky? They’ve been doing that for a few weeks now. They swarm and fly. The shape changes continuously. Sometimes making a heart shape. aaaah.
The herd is patient. Good cows. They worked the last patch nicely. And now, they are ready for their next project.
Thankfully, the grass is still pretty awesome. Munch and munch.