Old Friends

Now that they're getting older, the two Berkshire hogs spend most of their time lazing around waiting for their next meal, but they do like to get out now and then to check up on the other animals around the farm.  No one seems to pay them much attention except for this one young steer who, for some unfathomable bovine reason, does not like pigs.  He bellows and snorts and chases them around the pasture while the rest of the herd look at him like he's crazy.  For their part, the pigs pay him no mind, but seem to enjoy staying just close enough to tease him.

In the Cold, Cold Night

With temperatures dropping and the calendar turning over to December, we've recently put the horses on their winter schedule.  They spend the days out in the loafing yard, soaking up what sunshine there might be,  and come into their snug barn in the evenings.  We're also feeding the cattle in the waterfall pasture, as well as Blossom and her calf, so we're starting to make a little bit of a dent in all the hay we put up this past summer.

Here we have Sven and Ole getting ready for a long winter's night in their stall.

A Foggy Day

Clark and Strawberry make their way in from the pasture for the morning grain ration. 

Satisfaction

Tom seems to take great pride in knowing that despite the recent arrivals to the turkey pen, he's still the best looking bird on the farm.

Anticipation

Sorry, it's not suppertime yet.

Mending Fences

We're replacing the wire fence that surrounds the winter loafing yard with split cedar. The horses crumple and crush the wire while they're rubbing and scratching, so hopefully the wooden rails will hold up a little better.  Here's Terry pulling one of the seemingly endless of fencing staples that held the old wire to the posts.

Cattle Call

Blossom is getting ready to calve soon, so we moved everyone down to the barn this morning which makes it easier to separate her from Big John and the rest of the girls. This was our first major move without the late, great Princess leading the herd, but we didn't encounter any problems going up and down the hill...except fort poor old Annie (the black Lab in the photo) who could hardly move after her day's work.