Never ask, “What reason do I have to be happy?” Instead ask, “To what purpose can I attach my happiness?” ~ Robert Brault
…..and a beautiful May 1st is was too.
We sorted replacement heifers and trailed them over to the Anderson place yesterday and rode back through the cows and tried to gather pairs that had marked calves. These we took east and paired out into the south field (confused yet?). I rode my little Smartie horse…..I haven’t rode him much this spring and he was just a tad fresh………lope sideways and act out kind of fresh. I really think that a cutting bred horse has way more moves than most other horses…….he certainly does. This morning I rode him again and he wasn’t nearly as motivated to move sideways and up and down………we trailed the old herd bulls over to the Kelly field.
Moving the yearling heifers;
The Bossman dehorning and tagging a calf;
Moving bulls (they fought for the 2.5 mile trek;
It rained tonight………Smartie and Snick;
I keep six honest serving-men,
They taught me all I knew;
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
We woke up to pea soup fog this morning. Yesterday we woke up to snow but at least it melted off and was sunny and 60*F in the afternoon. It was too wet to dehorn calves yesterday so this morning I filled my pockets full of tags and set out to find some ears to do. Calving in a section and a half field is easy when the sun is shining and you can get up on a hill and see where you’re going….in the fog its the pits! I’m still not sure if I found all the cows but it wasn’t for lack of trying. The Bossman had to do some fencing this morning where the snow broke some wires in the Kelly field. We’re going to move the herd bulls up there in the next few days. This afternoon we’ll saddle up again and sort a bunch of pairs out of the calving field……..at least the fog has lifted.
He’s high tailin’ it outta there with his mom……….getting a piercing wasn’t his cup of tea;
Disappearing with a new calf;
A foggy fenceline;
Even the ducks looked lost this morning;
“The only way to entertain some folks is to listen to them.”
I hope everyone had a great Easter. We had three backwards calves in 24 hours so we just stayed home and looked after things here. We both rode on Sunday morning in a horrible wind and we were thankful that we’d age marked the replacement heifers on Saturday instead of leaving it. We brand a 3 on the hip for 2013, it helps to know how old a cow is and as we don’t use numbered tags it’s another way of identifying them. We’ll probably trail them over to the Anderson place in the next week. It’s been cold enough that the grass really hasn’t started very well over there yet but we had 3/10th of an inch of rain and that should make it pop in the next day or so. The forecast is for rain on Wednesday/Thursday and I hope it’s just that…..rain, and not the white stuff that often comes with it this time of year on occasion. Not much else happening in these parts other than a little yard cleanup and the making of a BIG “to-do” list.
Trailing the steers out…..as you can see there isn’t a lot of green grass yet;
We saw the first crocus blooming this same day on the ride back……I was too lazy to get off my horse and take a proper photo but I had to at least take one for my yearly first list ;)
The heifers in the cutting alley just before we started putting them down the chute;
When the world says, “Give up,”
Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.”
~Author UnknownThe Bossman is off to the auction with a load of cull cows for tomorrow’s sale and I’m just waiting on a heifer to calve before I go and check to see if a couple calves that were born this morning have sucked. It’s COLD here and the wind has some up again but at least, so far, we’re not getting any snow. I thought I’d catch up on some email and write a quick post. Calving is in full swing and I’m still managing to get a few winter odds and ends finished before spring really takes over. I’m the go to Ms. Fix It and I had a saddle to repair and I’m still scanning and retouching all the old graduation photo’s from 1966 and up for the school. The school library had an art display and one of the pieces (a painting on the shoulder blade of cow) fell and broke and I get to repair it too :( This morning I found a dead calf when I rode through the cows. The Bossman decided to pull a calf off another cow that lost a quarter to mastitis so he saddled a horse to go bring her and her calf in and I took the quad and calf sleigh and went out to where the dead calf was, loaded it and dragged it over to the pen in the windbreak……the cow followed me in. I skinned the calf and we put the “coat” on the other calf. The cow is pretty happy with her resurrected baby……the other one…..not so much.
This morning there was a sharp tail grouse or what we call a prairie chicken posing on the brace of a gate;
I was hoping to get a blood moon shot the other night but there was too much of a haze……this is from the night before that…..the moon isn’t quite full.
The cow is nothing but a machine which makes grass fit for us people to eat. ~John McNulty
I told myself that I wasn’t going to blog until I’d caught up on all my projects…..I haven’t. Here’s my submission for this weeks photo challenge a few hours late. The colour yellow……I think this has a rather golden hue;
Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time. ~ Mark Twain
We’re getting into the swing of things again. This afternoon we sorted the coming three year old heifers out of the coming two’s and kicked them out to calve with the cows. My horse was foolishly fresh and I just about fell off when he was “fowled” by what he thought might be a prairie chicken but we got it done. I imagine we’ll start making our circle in the morning on horses again.
Old habits come back in a hurry and I still know the Bossman’s signs so I don’t wonder what he’s trying to do ;) he’s counting here and I DON’T talk while he does it;
Most of the snow is gone but at least with the double digit above freezing temps the ice was soft and the dugouts and sloughs have lots of water on the edges;