A whole row of them. The number as high as 18. Calves. It's that time. They're not in their pens yet. We still need to build them. There's so much to be done. Each calf needs a bottle. 18 of them. 2 bottles a piece. We love to have helpers on the farm. We've had a lot of them lately. We're so short on help. So, I pitch in. (Sometimes I think they wish I would stay home. I can be a little needy.) It was hot and I was sweaty. The flies hovering and biting my ankles. That's the day I choose to feed calves. But it was beautiful too. That farm boy came out to ... View Post
Calves! They’re Everywhere!
Sunshine spilled over the mountain this morning. Cool mornings force us to use heat. Hot coffee awaits me as I stumble to the kitchen. I run the schedule through my head. I beat eggs and try not to burn toast. I burn eggs and the toast is safe. I continue the run through of the schedule. There's school work and book work. Calves need to be feed. Oh those calves! They're everywhere! Calves always mean Spring here on the farm. The Winter is shedding it's skin. Milk production will return to a ... View Post
