Life out here

 Finally there is snow on the ground! Oh, a very little bit, but snow! And actually, the snow is gone now, I think it has been drizzling, but we had snow this AM. Normal January weather, I thought. NEVER MIND! Yesterday was a busy day for us; Saturdays always are. We had 100 bales of hay to load and put in the hayloft. I should have grabbed the camera and snapped some shots of how we do it, but I didn't!  Since we sold our hay elevator years ago, when we got out of cows for the first time, we have to either throw them up there, or use a rope. We use a rope. To throw 100 50 lb hay bales into a loft that is 12 feet up is out of the question! We have a pulley and a steel hook, that we loop through the twine, and pull it up. Someone is in the loft, unhooks the bales, and passes them to another person, who stacks them. It gets done pretty fast this way, and it's fun!

 Hey folks, I am back! I have been busy lately, but I have now found a quiet moment to scribble a little bit! To begin with, I have been finally finishing up with my mid-term exams for my Senior year. I scored much better than I had hoped, 92% in Theology, 83% on my Civics, and my Business Math, well, I haven't got the score yet. It should be around those other scores though! Next, we have bought a new dog named Doc Hudson! He is a Full-blood black Labrador, to be the husband for Miss Rosie. he is a wonderful dog, with a great attitude, and really good with the little kids. He is an awesome dog, listens well, and is very social. They get along pretty well, and Doc wails and howls all night when they get separated. It's pretty funny, but also gets pretty old. The first night we had him home, we put him in our mudroom to get used to things. About 2:30 a.m., I woke up to eerie moans and wails of anguish. It sounded terrible! I literally jumped out of sleep as soon as I heard it! I

Still growing beets into December! Radishes as well... These flowers are still surviving the snow and cold! Phlox still looking pretty Adding plastic to the beef feeders barn stall to keep out the snow Clarabelle and daughter Patty enjoy a day in the sun Dolly, Pippi  and the rest are sunning too! Stacking wood for our wood burner Radishes growing in an old repurposed water tank Our green house lost it's roof in the big wind. Darn!

  Hi, I'm back again! It's been a while since my last post, but between the election politics, new corona-virus mandates from our tyrannical governor, and being sick, I have to admit that my head has been elsewhere! But anyway, I got out early this morning after I finished school, and took lots of pictures of everything, including the dogs, which I have been trying to get for months now, and have just succeeded. They would always come racing up to me, and squirm and race around! Not helpful. But this morning, I caught them unawares!                       Meet Miss Rosie: she has finally outgrown  chewing up boots! On Sunday we had pretty nasty weather come through, complete with tornado warnings. The wind was crazy, the sky was weird, and the hail poured down. The wind took the roof off our greenhouse, and we lost a piece of our roof cap, but other than that, the damage was minimal! Thankfully we didn't really get the tornado, just a really nasty front. We had the power fli

  This is what Christ wants us to do. He doesn't want us to be fearful of anything, including sickness. Don't let fear of a little sickness like coronavirus that is less worse than the flu control you and steal your peace. Be brave, throw your mask away, and be truly free!  Remember that it is a lie, a lie being spun to control you by fear. Don't believe it! Think for yourself!  When did we believe the media before? NEVER! So why are we believing it now? Check out this post https://deusvultcrusadersfortradition.com/2020/10/07/the-rosary-prayer-victorious/ This is a great post, and the Blessed Mother is our hope in these times. We need to have frequent recourse to her. Mary, Mother of God, pray for us who have recourse to thee!

 Life on the farm completely changes in fall just like the leaves do. Clarabelle and Dolly Pippi gets some lunch Hunting season is here, our gardens have been tilled under, manure has been spread in the east field, and soon, the smoky smell of burning leaves will fill the air, and a few more trees will be cut down to fuel our hungry firebox. Hunting is a favorite time of year for all the male members of our family, and, for everyone else too, for there isn't anything better than fresh venison back straps for dinner! My Mom likes it, not because of the venison tasting good, because she doesn't care for it, but because it always fills the gap in our freezer when beef starts running low! On Saturday my Dad shot a small doe, but didn't end up killing her. The bolt broke off in her, lodged somewhere in between her shoulder blades, and we found the blot, but no signs of distress, or a carcass. She will heal up, and her ribs will grow around the bolt, and she will live another day