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Making second cutting hay
June 15, 2012, 5:58 pm
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Mowed hay in the pumpkin strip field

                                                         June 15, 2012

      The weather has been perfect for making hay. I cut down the last of the first cutting this afternoon. I looked at the second cutting hay in the pumpkin field and decided to whack that down too. It was lush, tall and beautiful. The animals will really like it 😮

      The garden is calling me to weed and loosen the soil. I am simply too busy with hay to work in the garden for long. Maybe tomorrow morning I can do a little. The garden is doing real well despite not getting too much rain.

      I need to plant the late sweet corn very soon. It is near the top of the list … right after the hay. One must make hay while the sun shines! My wife even laughed a little today on how all-consuming hay making is for me. I just understand how small that window can be and I don’t want to waste a minute of it.

      I am amazed by the pumpkin field. It was grazed short by the sheep until May 15th. I plowed it then, making the pumpkin strips. The hay I cut today is about 60 days old. It looks like a picture, now if I can just get it baled and into the barn before rain … I will be one happy farmer!

 



Friends
June 12, 2012, 7:14 am
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The babies playing together

                                                     June 12, 2012

      Yesterday I worked my butt off trying to get the hay up before the rain came down. Thanks to friends and family, the work was all done, the equipment back into the barn before the drizzle started. Thank you everyone 😮

      The first cutting hay making job is nearing completion. The weatherman says it looks good for the next several days. Hopefully we will be done before the next bout of rain. So far, it has been a perfect year for gardening and haying. It got a little dry, but timely rain came to delight everything.

      The raised bed garden is doing well, that trial will soon be declared a success. The strawberry plants are doing great despite being frosted out several times. Next year will be our first berry crop, but the plants are liking their new spot up off the ground. I am sure us pickers will too.

      The kitten and pigs have become fast friends. They play together a little each day. It’s funny how babies, small children and animal babies alike, find the good in each other no matter what. I think we could all take a lesson from them……….

 



Fountian of Youth?
June 10, 2012, 4:32 am
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Connie’s Fountain

                                                      June 10, 2012

      My wife wanted a fountain for our patio. We found this one at a nearby concrete statue place. A guy and his brother took over their father’s cement business. They have found a way to stay in the business, grow the business and make money without over charging folks. Our fountain cost us just over a hundred dollars.

      I knew the man who makes the statuary, from when we were in grade school. His father had a small gravel pit and made cement. The place was fascinating for a young boy. We played on the stones and looked for fossils and arrow heads. I thought the place was neat back then. Now, with all sorts of statues and items made from concrete, it is still a very captivating place.

      We had to buy a small water pump and put it together, but the fountain came complete, minus the water. It adds an element of grandeur to our back patio. I don’t know if it will take any years off of our lives, but sitting and listening to it, does relax a guy.

      The place where we bought the fountain is named Frye’s Sand and Gravel in Dorset, Ohio. They don’t sell much sand and gravel anymore in bulk form. It all goes out of there in molded pieces of cement. My hat is off to the free thinkers who found a way to carry on a business that was started by their father.

      I guess that fountain does make you feel younger. If you sit quietly sipping iced tea, the rivulets of water will make you have to pee. Suddenly, it is as if you have no bladder space. I guess it will make you younger … well, at least it will ….. keep you going 😮

 



Kitty Litter
June 9, 2012, 4:29 am
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Miranda the cat and her new-found friends

                                                        June 9, 2012

      Yesterday, our cat spent quite a while making friends with the new litter of piglets. It was comical as the strange bed fellows played in the straw. The piglets didn’t hurt the cat, who seemed to enjoy all the attention.

      This kitty wandered in here from some unknown place. She was very shy at first, but has become almost friendly. I can pet her, even pick her up, but she is still aloof to most others. I like it that way. She doesn’t rub my feet and trip me when I carry water etc.

         I mowed more hay with the mower last night. I fixed it from my recent wreck. A section of the cutter bar had broken. I didn’t see it at first, but once I turned it on… there was no missing it then! Things went smooth last evening. I will put the mower back on the powercart and mow more with the horses soon.

      Summer is in full swing. The hay is being cut, the gardens are growing, children are out of school and summer flowers are starting to blossom. Forgotten for now, are the cold days of winter and the ice and snow. The time when kitty litter helps get a car out of a drift…. unlike yesterday when little pigs were trying to get the drift…when kitty met litter 😮

 



View From The Driver’s Seat
June 8, 2012, 4:47 am
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What I see looking backwards

                                                      June 8, 2012

      This shot is a view from the driver’s seat. The horses are walking along the standing hay and I am watching the sickle bar. I am perched up upon the seat, driving the horses, keeping everything in line and watching for any danger in the cutterbar’s way. There is plenty to watch while holding a hand full of driving lines… I can’t even text anyone 😮

      Last night we went up town in the car. My wife was driving, but from where I was sitting everything looked different. I thought we were too close to stuff. I thought we should have waited before pulling out and I thought we were in the wrong lane. My wife was cool, calm and collected. The longer we rode, the cooler she got!

      I learned the view is much different from the driver’s seat. I didn’t learn to keep my mouth shut. I did learn that my wife is very tolerant. I also learned that I should drive when we go places, from behind the wheel, not while sitting in the passenger seat.

      I guess the lesson learned for me is this; when you have the best view, you make the best decisions. Once the information is assembled, executing the plan is easy. Lastly, being patient with the one driving, is always a good idea. After all, they have the benefit of seeing things from the driver’s seat 😮

 



Bee Real
June 7, 2012, 7:30 am
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Me in my bee suit

                                                       June 7, 2012

      A call was on our answering machine. There is a swarm of bees in an apple tree, “Can you come get them?” I went and got the homeless creatures. I threw a hive body together and put the swarm into their new home.

      My daughter-in-law thought my bee suit was pretty neat. She snapped this picture, then watched from far away as I put the bees into the hive. They were grateful. I received not one sting, from getting them out of the apple tree, to putting them into their new home.

      I was taught how to handle bees by an old man who has now passed away. He was very knowledgable about bees. He had been a beekeeper for over sixty years. I miss him and his easy-going manner.

      Larry M, was the man’s name. He showed me how to get a wild swarm. His advice was well thought out and based on experience. He showed me how to make a bucket to put the bees in. He showed me how to calm them with sugar-water and how a bit of wax in the pail along with the sugar-water, kept the bees from wanting to fly right back out of the bucket.

      I am sure that probably the only thing I gave back to that old man, was several opportunities to laugh until his sides hurt. He would direct me under the bee swarm as I held on to the rungs of a ladder, knees shaking and sweat pouring off my brow. I can still hear his high-pitched voice trailing off as he shouted instructions from the ground, followed by a string of laughter.

      Larry never put me in harm’s way. Most of my fears were self-imposed. The bees weren’t the problem, it was usually from standing on the top rung of a rickety ladder. Once it was from standing on a porch rail on what looked like a haunted house.

       The craziest time, was when just after trimming a branch off a tree with a long set of lopers, the swarm fell on top of my head. The poor gals were scattered to the wind, all over the ground and all in my clothes. I hadn’t put my suit on to trim the branch. What a sight I must have been as I danced around stripping out of my overalls. I didn’t get stung…but had every right to be 😮

      I want to switch to “topbar” beehives this year. My research tells me that it is a much easier way to keep bees. The bees do well in these hives. The “topbar” hives are much more natural for the bees. I have read where it even keeps them healthier. All of these reasons point to making the change. The hives even have a little charm as they adorn the landscape. 

     I don’t expect to ever be a big time honey producer. I just know that bees need my help as they struggle from all kinds of negative things like mites, hive beetles, foul brood and colony collapse disorder. Many of these problems are man-made and research is pointing towards genetically modified plants and insecticides …gee what a surprize… I think we should let those things ….. bee !

 



Crisis Averted
June 6, 2012, 7:32 am
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OMG it fell apart!

                                                      June 6, 2012

      Last night, I took my new mower and powercart out for a test drive. I had used the mower behind the tractor, but last night was the first time for the horses to pull it behind the powercart. They were a little nervous at first, but settled down quickly.

      We went around the field with the sickle bar chattering, the motor on the powercart running and me smiling as big as I could. The whole thing was working great. Hoss was walking right next to the standing hay and we were going fairly straight. I was just mowing pasture to test everything out, but I still wanted it to look right 😮

      After seven or eight rounds, as we turned the corner, the whole mower actually fell apart. I looked back from the driver’s seat and dang near messed my pants. It was making a “way” different noise and was dragging behind at a forty-five degree angle. I told the horses “whoa.” They stopped immediately… just like they are supposed to do. I shut the mower off followed by the engine. I let the horses stand a couple of minutes, then simply got down and unhitched them from the powercart.

      I was/am thankful for broke, quiet horses. Last nights episode could have ended much differently. The whole thing was caused by a jam nut not being tight. It let the main frame of the mower vibrate loose. A sort of turn buckle came unthreaded. There was no damage done  to the well made piece of equipment, even though it was running at a severe angle and simply being dragged like a hunk of junk.

      We will complete the pasture today and hopefully mow some hay. The horses are ready. The mower will be ready, as soon as I double-check the jam nuts and squirt a little grease everywhere. I am ready too, my hands quit shaking  just about bedtime last night 😮

      A year ago, we were mourning the loss of Lucy, our farm’s Border Collie. I still miss our girl. She rests near the garden..still watching the farm.

 



Hidden in plain sight
June 5, 2012, 7:16 am
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My treasure chest … blending in?

                                                                    June 5, 2012

      I call it my treasure chest, but it only holds some plastic barrels, a wooden sled and a couple of sap gathering tanks. It does keep those things under cover, out of sight and protected from the sun and weather. We recently painted it to blend in better and sort of disappear from sight. One day the trees and shrubs should help hide it too.

      The big ramp that was there has been leveled out some and made smaller. This new design will fit much better with our plans. There is still a bit to do, but the dirt has been moved, so we are on our way. I am thinking about planting a row of thornless blackberries in the new dirt right in front of the shrubs. They should help make the semi trailer disappear, while providing us with a tasty, healthy treat.

      I hope this thing will be like a deer, blending into the landscape, yet right in plain sight. My wife was amazed when I brought it home…maybe even “that” I brought it home, but her mood has softened as it begins to disappear from view. I like the stupid thing. I see it’s potential and have been  a supporter of its value, ever since it was dragged in here 😮

      I have been corresponding with a young man in the service. He is stationed in Afghanistan. He wants to farm with horses and has big plans. I am humbled by his quest to ask me things, but honored to help in any way that I can. I am an “English” farmer who uses horses to farm. I am a relic to some and an inspiration to others. I guess I just never saw myself in that light…evidently.. I have been hidden in plain sight.

 



Dirt Moved
June 4, 2012, 12:58 pm
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Landscape improvements

                                                         June 4, 2012

      The dirt work has been done for a few days now. I just have been unable to write about it. The man finished just hours ahead of the rain that would have made for a sticky mess, had he not got done. I am very pleased with the job he did.

      It is fascinating to watch a man do what he is good at. It seemed as though every move of the machine, produced positive results. I am almost certain that he could spread butter on toast with the excavator. Like a little boy, I stood nearby just watching him work with a big smile on my face, amazed by man and machine 😮

      This work is not just for looks. The whole area that he shaped and smoothed, had been a craggy mess only fit for bugs and snakes. I could not mow it, even the sheep avoided the area. The water pooled there and made homes for mosquitos. In short, it was a swampy, brushy quagmire that prevented any drainage and looked like heck.

      I now have to finish a sort of seedbed and get some pasture grasses planted. I am thinking that some wild flowers will be naturalized here and there, to make the whole area a happy place. The sun-kissed flowers of summer, followed by the bright colors of autumn, put to sleep under a blanket of white and awakened by the happy shrieks of children playing and the laughter of family working together near the sugarhouse in spring … can make this place not only happy, but enchanted as well.

      The little grotto where the sugarhouse sits, was a swampy, brushy tangled place twenty years ago. There were a few maple and other hardwood trees littered around the site, but skunk cabbage and briars were the most abundant plants. I had a vision back then. I had a plan for the spot. It just took time, patience and a continued walk towards my goal. The sugarhouse and surrounding area will one day be a crown jewel of my farm. It will remind me of a testament to perseverance and finding a way where no way exists.

      This latest effort was all about moving some dirt. Some folks will just see soil, bulldozer tracks and a whole lot of work. I see an awesome landscape ready to be painted. I see a project that has been in the back of my mind, on my list and in my heart coming to completion… In fact, I see celebration mixed with reverence. I will celebrate my accomplishment and give thanks for a vision planted in my mind by my grandparents and parents, all of whom would be very proud of this project and most of my efforts…. I am very glad about that.

 



A Good Soaker
June 3, 2012, 4:43 pm
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An inch and a quarter of sweet moisture!

                                                       June 3, 2012

      These last couple of days were wet with a slow drizzle. The rain accumulated to over an inch. The drizzle still lingers this afternoon. A good soaker is just what we needed…. Now everything will “pop” and start to grow with a vengeance … especially the weeds!