They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
One of the most laborious tasks of the rotational grazing on the two main pastures at the farm is running of the long center line fence. This takes a full morning or afternoon to move every time we need to move from the North to the South Pasture, or vice versa. The long bundles are… Continue reading Dividing the Pasture: First gate
We are a little behind on blogging. Holy Week and the Triduum were busy, plus the kids decided to start a little Strepidemic running through the house. So what can we say, it's been an off week. Happy cows are tasty cows! The willow and witch hazel in the pasture are starting to leaf out.… Continue reading Catch Up
Seppi and Daddy had to move the steers to the South pasture on Monday. They have been on the North Pasture since March 25th, and have been doing a good job keeping ahead of the grass. The grass is now eaten down to an average length of about 6 inches, which is about as low… Continue reading Moving Pastures
Monday Daddy and the two youngest went down to TSC to pick up some fencing supplies for our next project. We loaded them in the bed of our long-suffering pickup truck. It was raining off and on all morning. Once we got to the farm it was time to unload the truck. Seppi is very… Continue reading I am so strong!
Monday was an horrendously busy day (yes, that's right, I used the British "an" before a word starting with "h". How classy is that?!) As I said, horrendously busy, as is to be expected following a drill weekend coming right on the heels of family vacation, complicated by everyone being sick, one after another. Monday… Continue reading Paddocks
We had an unexpected Man Work Monday this week. We had to take Mr. Seppi to the doctor on Monday (he put a rock in his ear on Sunday, and neither Daddy at home nor the doctor at the ER could get it out), but the truck was in the shop, and Mommy could not… Continue reading Man Work Monday
Before. After. Before. After. Not a bad job, guys.
The grass is coming back in the pasture, slowly. To buy time until it is ready to put the sheep and cows back on it, we have run them through the orchard, and pastured them on the laneway, but they still want more. We don't want to feed them exclusively on hay before winter even… Continue reading Four Legged Brush Removal
These guys are all over the farm this summer. End of Summer. Almost fall. Whatever. What is that? Ellie was the only one brave enough to pick it up. Even she got a little nervous when it started climbing toward her face. This one ended up getting fed to the chickens. That's okay, there's plenty… Continue reading Mantis
Little Farm in the Big City 