March was a really busy month here at the farm. Between the rain and snow flurries we accomplished quite a bit although, according to JR, not nearly enough! But what can you do when one day it is 75 degrees and sunny and the next day it is 40 degrees and spitting snow? However, if the trees, bushes, and grass are telling the real story, Spring is here to stay!
These two are definitely ready for warmer weather! Bring on.....Fishing! Boating! Swimming!
The pear trees are in full bloom!
The gorgeous tulip trees are telling us it's Spring!
Wee Bob is loving Spring! Now he can "borrow" JR's collectibles and fill them with dirt......and rocks.....and anything else he can find!
BEWARE! CAN CRUSHER AT WORK! Spring is the time to crush all the cans that have accumulated over the past several months. Mountain Dew seems to be running 20 to 1 to Pepsi! Wee Bob knew exactly what to do.....first stepping on the cans........
......then sitting in them........
.....then riding on the tractor with Pappy.........
.....to smash the cans flat so they could be packed into large bags and taken to the recycle place for cold, hard, cash!!!
Of course, Spring also means it's time for batting practice......STRIKE ONE!! (He is just like his Uncle A.) "Uncle A where are you?"
There you are! ...Oops...Looks like man and best friend are both in the "dog house"! Wonder what they did??
It's not really Spring in the South until it snows!! Mother Nature wants us to know she is still in charge.
I love this picture of one of our ponds with the cave in the distance. The water is always icy cold! Before we moved to the farm, JR used to take the "plunge" on hot, summer days to wash and cool off. Not me -- I didn't want to meet up with a snake and have to scream my head off!!
One warm, sunny day, JR asked me if I wanted to ride over to the Longhollow pasture with him. On a farm, any time you are invited somewhere it means WORK! And today was no exception.
We spent the next four hours working....First we pulled up lots of old hay twine so the baby calves would not try to eat it and get choked....
Then we played "Follow the Leader" as we attempted to entice the cattle with feed to follow us closer to an enclosed area. Once they get comfortable being in the enclosed area, it will be easier to round them up for selling or moving to another pasture. It worked for a few but many of them were suspicious of our intentions. Smart cows!
Next, we went to the South pasture and put salt in the feeders....
My job was to keep the cows run off until JR could lift the heavy bags and dump the salt in the barrels. I am getting really good at yelling "GIT BACK"! Maybe one day I will enter a cow chasing contest - - - somewhere.
The cows and calves would move about 50 feet away, stop, turn around, and attempt to storm the salt bins all over again! I would continue to scream "GIT BACK"! (Don't ever yell "GET BACK". Cows living in the south only understand the "southern twang" on words.)
These two cute little guys look like twins. Or maybe they are pretty little girls. I did not take a closer look for obvious reasons. (Those reasons being I don't take closer looks at calves, cows or bulls!)
After awhile, we drove over to the West pasture so JR could cut down bushes that had grown up across a "bridge".
Again, I had to keep the cattle away from JR as he worked. I threw a lot of sticks and rocks at them because they were beginning to pay little attention to "GIT BACK"! (Maybe I need more practice on the "southern twang" thing.) Then I hid behind the mule like the brave person I am!
JR clearing a "bridge" of all the winter growth....mainly, as luck would have it, bushes with long stickers on them!
Towards the end of the afternoon came my favorite part...........after stopping at the barn for drinks, we rode over to the West pasture to check out the grass that was still available for cattle consumption. No work involved in that - just a nice relaxing ride on the mule!
A really nice end to a very busy few days! Tomorrow we have some donkeys coming to help old "Pluto" keep the coyotes away from the new born calves. Stay tuned......
Love, Dee Dee