Escape

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Escape to a farm in Southwest France. … that is the message.  I live on a farm in Southwest France and I still need to tell myself that.  It’s so easy to fill your head with people’s words.  Podcasts, Stand-up Comedy, News, News on the TV, Youtube, Yabble Babble.  So easy to sink time in to understanding what’s going on … and it is VERY interesting … but … is it?   What is going on around you?  You could probably check in each week and be ahead of the game.  I say “escape” because the words people are using in the big cities, in town at your local big shop … feels stressed.  What if you could push a button and deal with things like drying your clothes without a dryer, picking some vegetables for dinner, moving big animals to tasty pasture … No need for roller coaster rides that you wait hours to ride.  … move some cows!  thrill of a lifetime.

We are offering a glimpse into our farm.  A temporary moment to experience what comes at us fast everyday.  Decisions about beef, about chickens, managing pasture, about business selling meat, about future offerings… each day a steady state of known and a fireball of unknown.  You’ll arrive and see five things we should do and you’ll leave knowing why we put energy into five other things you didn’t know. Or even better, you’ll relax, chill and enjoy the silence ( D. Mode ).

Our Air BnB can be booked at: Grasspunk Getaway

I took TONS of photos to promote our rental and these four photeez are core to my heart:

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a kitchen to cook real stuff with good ingredients on a hot stove with seats for people

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dozing on a bed with a door to the outside world, glimpsing at a book I find time to read each month the same chapter to remind myself of where I left off

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grass and open pasture for miles and miles

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a burger and another burger with a sloppy egg

My Camera Is Holding On Awesome

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Can’t adjust the settings.  Can’t review what photo I take.  I’m shooting blind.  But I need to keep shooting.

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It’s a shot in the dark.  Like the old days.

The weather is superb.  Our dear friend is here and it warms my heart that we can work together on the farm then relax in the evening sun watching the tractors trudge on.  Rearing grassfed beef has a lot of management of pasture, but little time spent in a tractor .

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When the herd is moved, chickens fed and watered, the beef butchered and packed then delivered, you can lay under the evening sun.  Relax because the day is over.  Play with the kids.

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Chit chat with friends.  Let the grass grow.  In the afternoon, it will be sweeter for the herd.  A late breakfast.  They sleep in, our herd.

 

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T, T What Begins With T?

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Fixed me up some T-bones this afternoon.  Played T-bone Tetris.  Though, for those who like to match things absolutely perfectly no gaps snap shut click clack snap 2 points … my T-bones won’t resolve that feeling, but they look great.  And they were very tasty.

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We also used some T things to get our Farm Stay ready for guests.  If you want to do the brick tile thing … you need the ‘T’.  Keeps the tiles straight.  I learned a little something about tiling this weekend.

And we fed our friend, who helped with our villa improvements, a T-bone steak.  T for tastebuds.  T for tender. T for thank you.

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Everyday I’m Scrufflin’

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We are trying a different way to work our pasture keeping it full of life.  Brent is doing a different hay program for the next few days.  This year, the grass is still growing during these colds months, but we have some hay to play with.

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We don’t need to feed hay, but we are using some of our older hay to see how the herd works with it.

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Oh and they love it.  They play with it.  Like a baby with spaghetti.  The cuddle it.
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Nuzzle it.

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It’s cow-nip.  Some wear it as a hat.  Then they get stuck in.  We are always after ways to improve soil and life in our pasture.  The herd is fenced in a smaller area with rich food.  They should trod the nutrients in and then move along to the next bit.

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In other news … The French Army popped round for a visit.  That was fun.
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No warning.  Lumi barked at a jeep and then suddenly it was on.

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The herd was a bit spooked … yeah … you know I love that.  They calmed down after we fed them breakfast.

The Army dudes were super friendly.  We spoke with the sergeant.  He said they won’t be long.  They weren’t, but it was still a bit weird.

I thought y’all might like the photos of the French Army on our farm.  Our friend said it looked like Halo.  I totally agree.

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The Field Is Your Playground

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Otto led the play today.  He wanted to go far.  The weather is a bit cold, but not too cold.  They played in Nebraska … one of our paddocks.  I like that the kids can go far and explore without those pesky parents.  It reminds me of Little Rascals or The Famous Five.  Kids running around without adult supervision.  Learning how to deal with the environment.  Hot fences, big trees, empty lakes.  When I checked on them, I could hear them before I could see them.  So loud!  Whose kids are these?!

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They collected giant branches.  Carried all the way home.  Not sure what role those branches will play in future games, but they have been harvested and set in the barn for easy access.

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Hunter day today, so the kids wore bright “see me” attire.  And a fat, gray lump of a cat joined them all the way.

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He’s the peoples poofle.  Not a mouser.  No, no.  He does one job, keep the kiddies happy.  Farmer’s wife opinion?  That cat catches no mouse.  Useless.

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Z wanted to trek to our neighbours house … on a Sunday … during lunch .. without warning.  I advised to play in the field instead.  She was not happy with that direction.

Z loves to tell you all about her size and age appropriate challenges.  Today, she would like you to know that she can walk under the electric fence because she is little.  I did warn her about the pom-pom.  She compensated accordingly.

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Oh Baby

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Minus 7 C this morning, it’s cold outside.  That’s 19.4 to the F crowd out there.  We went from laughing at this “winter” in our shirts and single layers to … where are my thermals? !  I need gloves!

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Thankfully the sun was strong minutes after it rose.  I could feel the heat.  Sometimes it can be sunny and cold and cold.  Where the sun acts more like a garnish than a valuable member of warmth.  So, needless to say, after a few hours the hoses were clear and full of fluidy water.  We have a winter protocol for cold like this, but the weather reports were off.
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The cows moved over happily.  They have no worries about this weather … they don’t worry about the water bowl, clearly.  They find great stuff to munch and enjoy a scratch on the trees.

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With all this cold, why not try out my latest Big Salad.  I grabbed our latest mince patty and paired it with some farm eggs, guacamole, cream, cheese and crispy iceberg lettuce.  I wasn’t cold, I was determined.  Determination warms you up.  I ate that whole salad and it was delicious.

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When there is a frost, there is an abundance of spiderweb photos.  These webs were clearly hacked by the Russians.  But their imperfections are beautiful.
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Morning Breaky 2017

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A bit foggy this morning ( or we like to say .. okay …*I* like to say “froggy” ).  The herd was excited to get their new strip of pasture.  The first this year.

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They know the routine.  Waiting patiently while Brent walks over to the reel to unwind the fence, look how giddy they are.

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This fog is in for the day I think.  Which is good because temperatures are dropping.  It’s been nice having all this December growth.

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