Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
April 18, 1775- the day Paul Revere made his historic ride to warn of the British. Paul has found a place on our wall, actually our closet doors.
Sadie is always helping to feed the family! She is actually doing great at cooking. It is amazing to me how well she is doing at life skills. Wouldn't the colonist have had a cherry pie?
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
We love home schooling. Glenn likes that he doesn't have to fix his hair! He looks like this every morning. We think he sleeps on his head doing some sort of spinning and twisting.
Enough about that hair. Glenn was so excited to start all his new books, he got dressed, ate breakfast, did his outside chores, and was at his desk by 7 am. What a good student. He even told his dad (the only night owl in the house) that he will be going to bed early during school. That means he wants his dad to get home earlier for their hang out and watch the discovery channel time. Glenn has waited up for his dad every night from the time he was a small baby. Not so much for Sadie and I. We get up way too early for all that.
Glenn is always so serious about his work. He is helping us run electricity out to the pool. This will be so much nicer for him next summer. Glenn mowes for us and always has to roll up our extension cord, then put it all back when he's done. The new water line will be handy for him as well. He will have water close to his garden, not 200 feet away. Again, stretching hose and rolling it up gets old.
Sadie is hard at work here, not all that common a sight. Sadie is a girl who prefers to let you do the work so she can reserve her energy for more important things, like dancing. She is a very good worker when she decides to help. It might be that this job involves another favorite activity of hers, swimming. Sadie loves her pool.
Monday, September 6, 2010
We are running more water to the heifers so we can do some more rotational grazing. My question is this, who is more interested in what the trencher is doing, me or the heifers? I love how completely nosey they are.
I had Glenn take this shot for me. It's me on the digger and our right hand man, Jay. He came along to see what I was up to, and ended up shoveling the big stones out when I hit them. But because most of the time he was watching and waiting, I had to get a shot of me working with him just watching.
It all stars with my hard working husband Duane, his collection of silage wagons, and trusty old John Deere Chopper. I don't know how old this machine is, but it's at least 20 years old. Good thing he is such a good mechanic.
This year Duane went to the neighbors and helped him get his silage done, so he came and helped us. I love that sort of old fashioned sense of community. This is actually more than a neighbor, Bob and his son, Gene are related. Bob is married to Duane's cousin, Cindy.
Gene is in charge of bringing the silage back to the bagger and unloading it. Remember when all 17 year old kids could do a good days work like a real man. This new fangled idea that teens are in their glory years and lay around being waited on with money gifted to them is something I can not understand. Our son is indulged, but he works hard for that treatment. At 11 years old, he cares for all our animals (4 horses, 15 chickens, 4 dogs, and 3 cats), and does all our yard work (a 3 acre yard), in exchange he has a pool to cool off in, and a pony to jump, no allowance. Okay, enough about how young people should have to work.
Out of the wagon and into the bagger. The bagger packs the chopped corn and moves itself forward while releasing a little more bag to fill.
The end result is a bag 250 feet long, by 10 feet round that is full of chopped corn. The corn is sealed and will slowly ferment into a sweet smelling silage that cows love. I have never been brave enough to try it, but my husband always takes a taste so that he knows how his silage is doing. It does smell good.
Friday, September 3, 2010
We have been saving our wheat seed for years and planting some back the following year. Because I am such a naturalist at heart, and like the old ways, I love that my father in law does some of this stuff. So here is the neighbor and the owner of the cool bagging machine watching the seed trickle from the gravity wagon and enter his machine.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Look at Glenn hanging out with all the farm workers. We had 10 men to feed, if you count Glenn. They all seemed to enjoy the chicken, squash, salad, and strawberry shortcake. They said it was good, and left no leftovers. Wow, can they ever eat. Pearl and I made 6 acorn squash, about 10 pounds of pasta salad, and 4 chickens with extra thighs. We are thinking about Lasagna for tomorrow. They should be here for 3 days. Of course after they ate, they said they might stay a week.
Today is the big day we have waited for all summer. The corn has matured and is ready to harvest. We call on the Zenz Brothers to fill our silo. Today we see their equipment is here and ready to go. This might not be one of the big choppers they use out west, but it will sure make quick work of our couple hundred acres.
Then you add three trucks that stay on the move collecting the fresh chopped silage and delivering it to our pit silo, and the work goes very fast.