Almost Done Grazing for the Year
ark days? Yeah, the days are dark these short winter days. Talk about the Black Forest. In the fall and winter on my jaunts through the woods to get to the cow pasture, I get the feeling that my German ancestors that settled here probably felt right at home. The woods are dark! The pasture the cows are in right now, is out there beyond the forest in the light that you can see in this photo.
What a difference from solstice to solstice. I get all warm and fuzzy seeing those babies in that paddock in June. Now it looks entirely different.
Now those babies are pretty good-sized, and putting the creep in creep feeding, they remember those baby days and still skinny out under the fence to go off and do teenage cow things. At paddock shift time, they come “home” and put themselves back in so they can get a swig of milk. They have my number and know the fence is off when I’m working. If a cow could roll their eyes at you, that is what it would look like.
This is the last of my stockpile. Not bad for December, still plenty of green and a good share of brown for carbon trampling. I succeeded in utilizing my hidden keylines this go around, and feel pretty satisfied with my grazing strategy for the year.
With the cool weather and decent grazing , the cows barely drink any water so I have been more creative with my paddock fencing, splitting the paddocks four ways. At paddock shift yesterday the twenty head had drank five gallons of water in four days. I changed my plan again and gleaned a fifth day on the same trough of water. Each day that I do end up driving (instead of walking) to the pasture I bring home more grazing supplies that I won’t need until spring, posts, spools of wire, and that extra trough from warmer days.
I started this post at the beginning of week, it was raining, then we had a glorious sunny day yesterday, this morning I woke up to spitting snow. It is time to bring the cows home and get into the other stockpile – the haystack.