I have no idea, the antenna is busted…vine maples are hard on trucks… . The usual song is the Aussie “singing” to the coyotes. Still driving “Coral”
April, and thank heavens we are getting enough rain now, the last two winters have been too dry. Shows in the grass and hay quantity the following season 😦 Bring on the rain winter!
Yes yes who is the boss? Silly humans and their shiny triggers and buttons… but don’t get me wrong: we must work with the land as equals! Happy holidays, Matron.
This is fairly typical for December, it can be cold and wet, but sometimes we are in the split, the storms head to California and north into Washington and Canada.
I dunno who the boss is, but like you, I spend a fair amount of time hauling the sheaves to the beeves — in the rain, in the snow, in the sleet, in the hail, in the heat…
"Whole cultures have risen and fallen because they couldn't figure out how to make all the area like the good spot, and instead made all the good spots like the bad ones." Joel Salatin, Salad Bar Beef
What’s on the AM dial there? What are we driving these days?
When does the grass start growing again there? April? May?
I have no idea, the antenna is busted…vine maples are hard on trucks… . The usual song is the Aussie “singing” to the coyotes. Still driving “Coral”
April, and thank heavens we are getting enough rain now, the last two winters have been too dry. Shows in the grass and hay quantity the following season 😦 Bring on the rain winter!
Yes yes who is the boss? Silly humans and their shiny triggers and buttons… but don’t get me wrong: we must work with the land as equals! Happy holidays, Matron.
You have sun. I have envy. c
Yes, and it’s warmish too 🙂
I have envy too. Both the sun and the warm. We still have snow on the ground
😦
This is fairly typical for December, it can be cold and wet, but sometimes we are in the split, the storms head to California and north into Washington and Canada.
I would say the boss is sitting in the truck supervising things! 🐺
Indeed, it was sure “helpful” for him to tell me there was something out there in the pasture…as if.
I dunno who the boss is, but like you, I spend a fair amount of time hauling the sheaves to the beeves — in the rain, in the snow, in the sleet, in the hail, in the heat…