We’re Farming! 

I’d say very rarely but I’m quite certain that this is the only time I have share a photo of us so unready for the day; my apologies. We were getting ready for a busy Saturday with a list longer than there would be time to complete. I had been putting off potting up my tomatoes for a week and it was well overdue.

I was waiting for my turn in the shower and decided that I would get the tomatoes done. No sense in wasting any time. The little boy wanted to help. He planted the seeds, kept them watered so why not let him help with the next step.

Our hands full of dirt, sitting in our pajamas on the kitchen floor we started potting. A couple pots, or red solo cups, into the project he gets this bright idea “Let’s put on our farmer hats! We’re farming!” With that he runs off to the play room leaving a trail of soil and reappears with hats.

We were almost done when Mike came around the corner and caught us farming in the kitchen.

“What are you doing?!”

“We have our farmer hats on… we’re farming.”

… and then he took a picture.

Thirty three tomatoes and a potting soil mess later we checked that off the to-do list for the day. The little miss got the flats ready for more basil.

That afternoon they both got to help with more farming when we planted the wheat field! Pretty sure the wheat field was the highlight of my day and the tomatoes theirs.

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First Calf of the Season-Margo

Lucy and Margo

What a crazy morning! Lucy had her calf, a little heifer I named Margo. The barn cat that we hadn’t seen since we brought him home two weeks ago finally decided to come out of hiding and let the whole family pet him. I’ve got two ducks sitting on eggs and a dozen in the incubator. Then the mailman calls and our chicks arrived already! I wasn’t expecting those until at least tonight if not tomorrow.

Here’s how it went:

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Damn Thing Gone Wild!

(sigh) Two weeks. Two weeks of not tying or walking the cow. That was all it took for Sweet Caroline to no longer allow me to walk up to her in the pasture and put the halter on her. In fact this morning I couldn’t even put the lead rope around her neck like I used to do when she was unsettled to keep her standing nicely so I could then halter her.

So disappointing.

The first week was my own fault. I didn’t get out there to work with her like I should have. The flu came to our house and I just didn’t make time to walk the cow too. The second week I am going to blame on G.W. the bull. We had a little go-‘round one morning when I went out there. It wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been but it left me with a sore back for a few days. After that we moved to a temporary three pen system.

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Jasper Raisin Toast

I made this toast for the first time last weekend. When I told Mike what it was his reaction was just what I expected.

“I know they called me Jasper Raisin Toast when I was little but I don’t think I actually like raisins in my toast.”

No surprise, most of my new recipes are met with this kind of excitement. It almost never goes to waste either. This was no exception. We prefer it toasted with extra butter and maybe a little bit of honey.

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