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Saturday, September 24, 2011

Sweet Taters 2011

Every spring when I set out those little sweet potato slips I always marvel that they will eventually take over the area and become a writhing mass of lovely vines.

They are very popular with the deer and groundhogs. Hubby's aunt's sweet taters were decimated by the deer. The tater part didn't get a chance to develop. The deer would eat the leaves as soon as they grew. My mother in law's sweet taters were decimated by a groundhog; they could see it running for cover sometimes when they went out there. Originally they'd thought it was a deer getting them, so they set a hotwire, but the leaves still kept disappearing. ARGH! I think just now they have finally started growing out, but we aren't too sure that the roots will have time enough to develop.

You are supposed to wait until just before frost before you harvest; but I always jump the gun. I pulled maybe 3/4 to 2/3 of ours already last week. I couldn't wait to see what was under there. This was my take so far:


Ellen is holding the biggest one I have ever grown so far. I think it was about 2-3 pounds; but my scale isn't the most accurate.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Dairy Doings

So this past summer in the dairy department has been off and on.

We have had two sets of twins born; both either bull/bull or bull/heifer combos...meaning that we had to sell them. The cows all seemed to coordinate births. In early Aug we had two cows go on the same day, and the same on another day in early Sept I believe. I think we have had 9 calves since early Aug, and maybe 2 or 3 in July.

(It's hard to concentrate here, I have a pot of pinto beans w/ ham soup on the stove simmering; it smells very distracting.)

We don't have a regular calf buyer anymore, but hubby just puts them on Craig's List and we usually have a buyer within 24 hrs.

One guy came for two little bulls. He called when hubby wasn't here and asked me how big the calves were. Well, they weren't the biggest bulls we've had but they were fairly average sized Holstein calves. That's what I told him. Well, he shows up with a fairly flimsy dog kennel; the kind where the top lifts off. (hehehehe...) Hubby STILL wasn't home when the guy arrived, so he checks the calves out and says, "Well this thing is looking smaller all the time. Think we can get them in it?"

WE

Have you got a mouse in your pocket, buddy? It keeps squeaking..."we, we."

Anyway. Hubby does show up about this time...whew. And they DO pack both calves in there. Oh, for a camera when you really need it! I am going to start bringing one with me when these folks show up. (Wait for the next story) He had lots of straps that he and hubby put over the thing, and I guess they made it OK.

The last set of 3 calves we sold was twins and a single bull. They guy was getting them for his 2 kids' 4-H project, or FFA or something like that. He had a 20 ft stock trailer. But he declined to bring such a long one for 3 little calves.

Instead he brought his wife's Suburban.

Without her knowledge.

He put some plastic and cardboard in the very back, he and hubby loaded all 3 smelly calves up there. Of course the first one to go in freaked out when the next one was jammed in and it went scrambling into the back seat. The guy got back there and shoved it back into the back again and told his kid, about 10-11 yrs old or so, to get in the back seat and hold them in. They got the 3rd one in, paid up and took off.

Oh, for a camera.

I wonder what the wife said and if they got the smell out yet. You don't realize how badly a calf smells until you get THREE of them in a little cramped space like that.

Well, time to make the cornbread.

More later.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

"He has a key."

OK So remember the post before the pallet post, just two posts down? Remember?

Tonight as Ellen and I were walking down to get the 4-wheeler just out of the blue she says; "He has a key."

Me, rather bewildered: "What?"

Ellen: "The bull has a key to open the cow. I think he opens her back."

Me, starting to catch on: "Why does he need to open the cow?"

Ellen, with a sigh at my density: "So he can put in the seed in. The seed to make a calf."

Me, trying not to giggle: "Oh."

And that's where I left it because if I started trying to explain she'd want to see things for herself and we haven't gone beyond where we were at the last discussion. And it has been a long day and I didn't feel up to discussing penises.

What I really need her to understand is how to wipe herself after using the potty, and how to not get both legs into the same underwear hole when dressing herself and practical things like that; not bovine reproduction.

But it goes to show that the discussion is never over with...she is pondering these things whether or not I am ready for them. And I think Donna up north of me is correct; Ellen is going to come out with this stuff in Sunday School or standing in line at the grocery store or somewhere else inconvenient.

Stay tuned...

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Random photo-the mystery of the pallet place


Here, because I don't know what else to blog about, but I need to blog about SOMETHING, is a random photo from my files.

This is a shot of a place out west of us, close to the Kansas border. The place must be 20 acres or so of cleared, rolling land. The owners have filled it with piles and piles of rotting pallets. Piles of pallets and old broken down trailers.

We drive by this place on our way to get alfalfa, or to go to the tractor supply place out there near Lockwood.

Every time we go by there we always like to speculate on why someone would fill their property with piles of pallets. Certainly they must be snake magnets. I can't imagine why someone would actually want to do this to their property.

But to each his own, I suppose.