Well it’s a New Year! One of the things I have noticed the most about doing the blog is I seem to repeat myself. There is always a variety but we are a farm and do have the same type of animals and jobs that need to be done. I don’t think it’s such a bad thing. There is always a daily variety, the weather, the moon cycle, the sound of the birds or running creek, the leaves on the trees, something new every day to make it different. I write this blog for me, consider it my therapy. As I am out working on something I always wonder if it has been done before and what were the previous generations thinking? We don’t have that so I wanted to create a record of what it is like to actually run a small farm and what it takes to keep it up and the problems that come up. I have done the blog since March 2010. I wish now that I had started three years earlier but I did not and at that time it was not as easy to create and run a blog. I am not the most computer literate individual as my wife and daughter will attest. Ten years is a long time to stick with this and I plan on doing it until I cannot. I want to be able to pass on that day to day thought process and the highs and lows associated with farm life. I truly do enjoy all the hard work, time and effort that goes into creating and maintaining a farm. As I get older, I will need to learn how to work smarter, not harder and I hope someone can learn those lessons earlier than I did. This has been my New Years revelation for 2020. I hope the reader, you, can enjoy the small moments and laugh at the absurdity along with me.
I want out and took a picture of my new flood lights on the tractor after it was full dark. Realize that I took these pictures with my IPhone that hates low light and I did it with no flash. It was amazingly bright! I have a front and rear view. I will have no trouble working in the dark now. I just need the weather to warm up and I will be ready to go!
On January 1, 2020 I made the perfect breakfast. I made fried ham and potatoes with onions and garlic with a perfect eggs over easy. The yolks did not get broke in the flip and they were from our chickens. The ham was from a trade of lambs for a pig this year and the potato was a baked leftover one from dinner a few nights before. I have learned to drop the chopped garlic in for the last couple of minutes of cooking to get its full aroma and flavor. I used to toss it in early and burn it and to top it all off I use “Slap Ya Mama” Cajun seasoning as my only spice. Perfection.
We have one ewe that has finally figured out the game. She just hangs out alongside the wall when we come in and feed and work in the barn. She just stays sitting and we leave her alone. She doesn’t bum rush the new hay when we put it out and when everyone else comes back in she gets up and joins the herd. She is one of our original Baker Girls so she was in our second batch of sheep we ever bought. So we have had for almost a decade. As you look at our herd you can tell who the old original ewes are, they just look tired. We have opted to allow them to just keep on keeping on. They are now getting some supplemental food away from the main herd. This has been helping them gain some weight and not constantly lose. We may end up having to confine them in the orchard during the summer to limit their roaming. As long as they can keep up with the herd we will let them.
My baby chickens still want to be stupid and not go in at night. Unfortunately, they are not consistent. Most nights they are all in the coop, one night I had seven chickens sitting outside the door. On the first night of the year I had to go and put a black chick into the coop, I believe she is copper maran. It is hard to catch a black chicken in the dark and when I scooped her up she smacked me in the face with her wing and caterwauled about being handled. You would have thought she was going in the stew pot any second with the raucous she was creating.