Still waiting for Jetta… and the other cows too!
Taking advantage of the good (dry) weather last weekend, here are some pics of what the other people around here did!
Firewood.
Second growth Douglas Fir limb. Note the tight grain.
Can’t find your gloves, look for the puppy! “Are you looking for this?”
These fir limbs broke down in the winter snow storms. Even though they are from second growth trees, the limbs grow slowly. This makes for very tight grain, like old growth fir. Heavy and dense, one of these will hold all night in the cookstove. These branches had come down on some fence and had to be removed, so we could repair the fence.
Alliums weeded and side dressed with compost.
My daughter likes to weed and I like to hoe, so she did the hand work on the garlic and onions. I’m liking this arrangement!
Cleaning out deep bedding.
That is a lot of chicken manure!
Stacked chicken manure and straw.
This is approximately 150 yards of compost. It will take a year to fully break down, and it will reduce by half. This is actually from winter 2006-07, because of illness and time constraints, we didn’t get this greenhouse cleaned out. This accumulation of bedding is from about 750 hens and 300 bales of straw, housed for 6 months.
Our neighbor likes to buy new equipment, so we barter with him for the use of his “toys”. It is too wet yet to clean out the barns that housed the cattle this winter. So that big job will be done when it gets drier.
We end up finding our gloves in the same place…..dogs…gotta love em!
Kristen, gloves, dirty socks, and shoes practically have to be nailed down. It’s fun and it keeps us on our toes. Before we know it he’ll be an old dog.
Our other dog loved garden hoses…
Our “pup” finally got over her thievery unless I happen to be gone for a while and leave something where she can get a lold of it. We’re spoiled as far as compost is concerned. The Bossman piles manure up in the feedlot to “cook” down for a couple of years and then it’s awesome to use and there is way more than I’d every need at any given time.
Linda, my old German Shepherd used to steal the gloves and we would watch her go and bury them, then we would try to find them. She was so good at disguising the spot we sometimes couldn’t find the gloves. This pup will go “shopping” in the house and he usually finds something we don’t want him to have, but we can tell he wants us to see because he starts trotting, which he never does in the house otherwise.
I know what you mean about the piled up manure. The pile I’m using out of now is 3 years old and just perfect.
Theiving dogs.ughh. Our scrapper steals toys, food, gloves, et.al However he has found gloves for me a couple times, too.
I remarked to myself when I saw that fancy JD skid-steer–”No, they didn’t get one of those did they?”
Then, I saw your comment about the neighbor and laughed out loud.
C
Craig, I was thinking about you guys today and remembering our visit last summer. Especially, Lily snacking on the blueberries!
It’s fun having a pup – he’s a smarty!
I hate that skid-steer – it cuts up the ground too much. He had an articulated Kubota before, that was absolutely wonderful. Sigh