Category: July 2020
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Training a Yearling
July 31, 2020 I continue to train our young stock. Hank, our yearling stallion, is learning to wear his harness. I put it on and off. I rattle the chains and fuss with the straps. I make him move from side to side as I walk around. Most importantly, I…
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Logs to Slumber
July 27, 2020 Most folks take logs and saw them into lumber. We split a bunch of logs on a very hot day last Saturday. That equated for me…slumber! We started early in the morning and finished at noon. I showered, ate and took a nap! The two photos show…
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Extending the Grazing Season
July 20, 2020 Our pastures would have run short because of the number of livestock we are currently keeping and our lack of rain. I planned ahead, just in case, and I am glad that I did. I planted this field of sorghum sudan grass to be grazed as needed…
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Its a Heat Thing
July 14, 2020 It’s that time of year when I try to get the woodshed all fill up. I am currently about 3/4 full. We spent part of Saturday splitting some big chunks of wood. I enlisted the help of three of my buddy’s sons. We made great progress. The…
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Speltz Crop 2020
July 13, 2020 Some folks call this crop spelt. We have always called it speltz. It is a small grain like oats, that we grow for horse feed and straw. This year’s crop was part of an experiment that I won’t try again. I planted them on plowed sod. The…
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Splish Splash Our First Bath
July 9, 2020 These hot, oppressive days take the starch out of me! I got the bright idea to give the horses all baths. I included our baby Bree. This is all part of her training. I continually expose her to all sorts of sounds and experiences. She took the…
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Hot as a Firecracker
July 7, 2020 Hard to believe that this picture was taken at night as the moon rose above the trees! This was taken on the 4th of July. It was a beautiful sight and all the “Fireworks” this old man needed. This photo too, was taken on the 4th. Our…
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A June Picture for July
July 3, 2020 This is a picture taken as I finished mowing the last piece of first cutting hay for 2020. I waited until now to let some little birds grow up enough to fly out of the tall grass. Perhaps I am getting soft in my old age, but…