Dairy Daze...and Now Beyond

  A few years ago a friend from church gave me a few of her garlic bulbs to plant. They were the smaller variety. They have spread in the area next to the house where they grow and I usually harvest them every year. However I have always wanted to get a larger variety.  Last fall a different friend from church asked me and another lady if we were interested in going in with her on a garlic bulb order. So we did. She ordered two different types.  I planted mine a bit later, because I kept forgetting to get out and fix a spot to put them out in the fenced in garden area.  Then after planting I didn’t mulch for a month or so. After a few weeks none of the bulbs had sprouted, so I was a bit worried. Then one day I went out and a few of them HAD finally sprouted. So I thought I’d better mulch.  All winter I only saw one sprout left, so I figured I’d killed them all off somehow. But just a week or two ago I went out and saw that all of the bulbs have sprouted!  S...

 Last Thursday Gary decided to sell our 5 oldest bull calves. He’d caught one of them going after a cow in heat. Haha!  So he figured they were old enough to sell.  So we separated them out, loaded them up and headed to the sale barn in Lebanon.  We stayed there until they were sold. That took a good 2 1/2 hours, I believe. While we were sitting there and the different groups of cattle were being run through I developed the WORST allergy attack ever. I started off sneezing, then started coughing and wheezing. I finally had to go out to the car, which thankfully I’d driven behind the truck/trailer, due to possible mechanical failure with the truck. In the back of the car I still have a box of medical masks from the COVID 19 days. I got one of those. People must’ve thought I was an idiot, but it really helped. My lungs stayed tight for a couple of days after. Gary thinks it was the cow dandruff that set me off, I think it must have been a combination of the dust they i...

 This new kitten is set to be the straw that broke the camel’s back…or shred my final nerve, as it were. Ellen’s birthday, February 27th, dawned fair and warm. At about 7 AM, when Ellen had got up and was stirring about, she went to the front door to let the cats out. This ding dang kitten went bounding happily out and straight off the bat, right out of the gate, and whatever other cliche saying you want to come up with…scampered up a tree right by the front porch. And up and up she went, oh, I’d say a good 25-30 feet.  And there she stayed for a good 34-35 hours I think it was. She would meow when she saw us come out, but she was too scared to get down on her own.  I didn’t sleep much that night for worrying about her.  At least it was warmish and didn’t rain. But we have lots of owls in the area and that haunted me all night.  We wracked our brains thinking of how to get her down. Gary was done cutting poles and using his dozer for the little wretch.  So ...