Hello World!


Lucy had a fencing match today and all Brent got was this t-shirt.  “Adishatz” means “hello” and “good-bye” in Gascon.  I felt the need to give a snort-snort-out to all those computer nerds reading this.

Someone turned the sun on.  It didn’t ease in.  I’m still wearing double wool and fleece out of habit.  My red cheeks let me know that I’ve gone too far.

There is a lot of grass right now, but to slow the herd down a bit, Brent fed a bale on a lesser grassy paddock.  This gives the paddocks time to grow.


The calves are still coming in.  Brent tags and castrates them on day one.  But what great fun to get out there and move the herd in this weather.  Southwest France is giddy.


Location, Location, Location


I really truly love it here.  I know my mother thinks otherwise.  She would prefer our crazy endeavors a little closer to home.   It’s beautiful here.  It’s a beautiful year.  The locals say there is too much rain, but we think there may be too much grass.  Our herd is getting bigger and our grazing is getting larger.  This has been a great year for the pasture.

I love this location because we have some of the finest ingredients in the world.  Gascony is where the good stuff comes from.  Great wine, Foie Gras, Floc, Bigorre Noir, Pousse Rapiere, Confit, our grassfed beef!  Duck, Duck, Goose!



Beautiful buildings to fence in.



Beautiful pasture to rainbow on.



Amazing strawberries!  Yes, just like Oregon strawberries, but with a different accent!



A need for hard and fast tools.



A need for fluff.




A wait for Spring pasture growth.  Which grew quite well.




A warm wall for the Siamese.







A particular environment for great growth.






A delicious steak made with grass.

This Old Gascon Farm House


Some not too ancient wiring has triggered intermittently for some unknown reason. The dishwasher must carry on, so we’ve plugged it into the new wiring.

This is what it looks like to reduce sauce without task lighting. All good.


Sauce reduced, dinner served, another calf born. We’re not certain to which cow, but Brent will work it out after dinner, after sleep and after the morning move.

Which ‘i’ will it be? I can’t wait for “Inseminator.” And “Intendo.”