Today was the day to get the rock garden finished. I just needed to run to work in the morning and then get to it. As I was pulling into the driveway, Mr Experience was pulling into the feeding field to clean it up and drag the arena groomer around it. I spotted a brown spot in the field. Annmarie and my mother in law had already convinced me there was another calf to drag into the barn and tag/band. So I thought this calf was that one and I was going to get lucky. Nope, it was a brand new calf who was skinny and hungry and weak. I carried it down near the schoolhouse and we tried to get the cows to run to it. Nope, they ran the other way, I ended up walking halfway over the farm to get them to find the calf. I then sat on the hillside for 45 minutes watching to see if anyone would feed the calf. I had no cell phone and no hat so I just laid back on the ground and watched through slit eyes. No one fed the calf. I finally went and got the calf after Annmarie came down to check on us both. We carried it back to the house, I made Annmarie carry it for a while after it peed on me. She wanted to stick it in my car as it was down by mother in law’s house. I said no and carried the calf to our house.
Now there is a new problem, there is no pen for the calf, we don’t have a bottle for a calf, and we don’t have colostrum supplement. So I opted to stay with the calf in the front yard to make sure the dogs left it alone. I managed to take a nap in the sun in the front yard with the calf. Again, I had not bothered to put on a hat. My bald head is going to pay for this mistake. Annmarie fed the calf, it promptly went back to sleep while I set up a sleeping area for it. The calf is just a newborn baby and it thinks we are the good guys. I need to work on getting the calf sold ASAP. Gizmo has already decided he must protect it from everyone and is sneaking into the pen and sleeping with it! He is so annoying sometimes. I managed to sell the calf to a coworker for the price of the supplies this evening!
The little tractor broke on Saturday. The hydraulic cylinder that turns the front left tire (brake side of foot controls) broke. It is seven years old and it is starting to tell me about the things that are worn out.
Their is an upper triangle of land almost an acre that we started to get disced up today. We will finish tomorrow and it will be ready to plant peas in. The feeder field is ready for peas also. I want to use the peas to offset the weeds.
I managed to dig a hole under the rock wall to run the front sprinkler underneath and get my rock garden watered. I was going to stick the sprinkler in the upper corner to spray everything but I was missing a fitting. Annmarie told me to just add on more pipe and put it in the middle so it would water everything. I took her advice and it now works perfectly.
Annmarie was still buying supplies when I went in to eat lunch. I found some pickles from 8/2019, some sprite from last year and for breakfast I had jam from 2016. Nothing killed me and I almost have the entire refrigerator cleaned out. Annmarie tells me I have blisters on top of my head from a horrible sunburn I obtained by falling asleep with the calf. We both needed the nap!!