Girls, Pigs and Power Tools

This morning, Prairie Granny and I tackled the much needed project of building the pig watering fountain.  The little piggies have tripled in size since we got them.  That was just over a month ago!  But now the piggies were making a gigantic mess out of there water tub, several times a day.  Of course! That's whats pigs do!  But it had become impossible to make sure they had fresh, clean water to drink.  So we got to work.



 

The waterer is made of a 4 foot section of PVC pipe.  It's capped and then a special little spout is drilled into the bottom of the pipe.  It's really slick!  The piggies will suck the water out of the pipe like we would a sports bottle.


At first the drill bit wasn't working right.  It's a special kind of bit that drills and cuts a hole at the same time.  But something wasn't right.... So Prairie Granny went to the Co-Op over in town to see if we could buy a new one.  But silly us!  Hal, one of the wonderful guys that run the Co-Op, took a look at ours and quickly had it lined up correctly and we were good to go!  Thanks Hal!  Then it worked like a charm!  That's just one more reason why we love this place!

 The whole project only took a few minutes and ta-da!  It was ready to hang in the pig pen.

 

 

Jade and I also finished pig proofing the big paddock for the piggies.

We lined the fence with hog panels so they can't escape.  I think I have enough to do without chasing pigs all over the farm! But now the piggies have a nice big, green place to play and root.

 

 



 Have you ever seen such happy pigs?

Bye for now,
B

Skills Old and New

It had been almost twenty years since I last picked up a fence stretcher.  Not since the days on the ranch with Uncle George.  The horse farms I made my living on a few years ago always had nice vinyl or welded fencing.  Not much need for barbed wire and fencing tools.  Days like today I am so grateful for the things people taught me along the road.

I had three sections of fence that all had broken and downed wires.  That is pretty much disaster waiting to happen when you have horses.  So as soon as I could I dragged Jade out to help me get it all repaired.  Today was a little bit cooler than the last few days.  So other than the attacking deer flies, mosquitoes and weeds sticking into our jeans, it was a pretty pleasant project.

I really enjoy teaching Jade how to do new things.  She's now pretty good at pounding in fence staples and fastening the clips.  But the best part of the project was when she accidentally yanked her nose ring out with the fencing tool!  She didn't hurt herself and it was a good laugh for both of us!

 

 

I will never claim to be any kind of expert.  But there sure is some satisfaction in being able to get things done.  I'm hoping to be able to pass on a "can do" attitude to my kids, just like my mom did for me.  I don't think there is anything that Prairie Granny can't do! 

Bye for now,
B

Holy Hail Storm!

This evening as we were getting ready to head out to do chores, my girls were calling me, "Hey Barb come take pictures of these clouds! They're so cool!"  There was a storm on the horizon. 

We headed out to the barn and quickly realized we had just enough time to get the calves into the barn before racing back to the house.  I did not want to be caught in the barn when I had a nice safe basement waiting for me!

We got back to the house just in time.  I'm thankful that a tornado didn't appear in the clouds.  But boy, did it hail!

This was some of the biggest hail I'd ever seen.  And there was a lot of it!

 

 

Now for the damage report:  Do you remember those beautiful tomatoes in the first picture?

Here they are now....

 

 

Fresh cole slaw anyone?  It's so fresh it still has roots!

 



 

 I lost everything in the garden.  Yes, I'm totally pouting!  Mom and I started many of the plants early this spring and have babied them for so long.  Now they are trashed.

 

 



The barn took a beating too.  All of the sky lights are completely broken out.  Prairie Granny is going to have to get up on that roof and replace them soon.  Because this girl does not do heights!

 

 

Here's a fun fact!  This tree used to have leaves on it!  Now.... not so much.

 

After it was all said and done, I did realize how much I have to be grateful for.  No one was hurt, the animals are all fine, the house seems to have avoided damage.  The good Lord even gave us a beautiful reminder....

 

Pony is at the end of the rainbow!  No wonder I call him "Black Gold"!





I leave you with just one more fun photo.... I don't think I have ever included so many photos in one post!

 

 

We were lucky enough to have both ends of the rainbow on our farm! 

 

Blessings,

B

The Three Little Pigs

Today was the hottest day we've had so far this summer.  I would just like to say how grateful I am for air conditioning.  It wasn't even that hot compared to what folks in other parts of the country experienced today, but still hot enough for me!  It's rare for us to have the kind of humidity that causes things to fog up, but this evening there is a whole lot of moisture in the air.  It made for a pretty picture of my little town.

This morning I loaded up the kids and headed over to my old stomping grounds to pick up some piglets.  We took a quick tour of Cascade to show my kids where I grew up and then stopped in Ulm for the pigs.  Originally we had planned to get six weaned piglets from the little gal that raises them for her 4-H project.  But the day I had planned to pick them up, I ended up in the hospital instead.   By the time I got the all clear from the doctors, she only had three left.  So here are our three little pigs....

They are a Red Wattle cross.  Red Wattles are a critically endangered, heritage breed and I am all over that.  I also love their little wattles!  So dang cute!  Now I am off to study up on how to raise pork in the healthiest, most natural way possible.... Wish me luck!

Bye for now,
B

The Things That Are Important

 

My body is angry.  I was in the hospital over the weekend with some pretty serious health issues.  I won't bore you with the details.  But it is one of those situations that makes you stop and think. And pray.  There is absolutely nothing like staring at your own mortality to make you realize the things that are important. (If I take good care of myself I should be just fine, so don't worry just yet.)

Love becomes more real and raw.  You want the people that mean the most to you to know down into their bones how much you love them.  I love my babies so much it hurts.  Down to their precious, pink baby toes. When I say "babies" I mean all of them. Today my "big boy" is my baby too. Tonight I snuck in while they were sleeping to inhale their innocence.  I'm so grateful for my dear friends (ya'll know who you are) and my family that I can't even put it into words....

 

Today it felt like it was impossible to ignore the beauty that God put before us.  I'm grateful to have the opportunity to really see and feel what matters and what doesn't.  Today I remembered to open my eyes and slow down. 

 

 

 

Tonight's sunset.





 

 Some of the beauty in my yard.

So take a moment, just because, and look around.... 

 What are you most grateful for right now?

Bye for now,
B

 



The Fullness of Nothing

Sometimes there is a lot of substance to nothing.  Interior designers are always clearing out spaces just as often as they are adding to them.  In emptiness there can be peace.  One of the things I find most beautiful about where I live is the enormous emptiness.  While others might feel overwhelmed by it, I thrive here.  Wanna see what I mean?

This is the view to the West of the house.

This is what we see to the Northeast.

Looking directly North.

Behind Miss Gwynne is the pasture to the East.

Of course the Southern view is always impressive!

My little fleece covered friends live in my Southeastern view.  But you'll notice I don't have any human neighbors.
 

My grandparents love to come over in the evenings and just "porch sit".  We sit and revel in how beautiful it is and they love to watch the animals. I'm so thankful that I can share this part of their lives and enjoy the fullness of nothing with them.

Bye for now,
B

Pistol Packin' Momma

*Disclaimer: If you are anti-gun, you may not want to read this post.  But it's ok, I'll still love ya....*

Tonight I got to sneak out and ride my Fancy mare.  She's enjoying becoming a horse again after a year of pretty intense training.  She isn't used to being ridden out in the world right now.  The safe confines of the arena are what she has gotten used to.  So out across the pasture we go.  Looking at every little thing, spooking at the dogs when they pop up out of the grass.  Not so fun for me, but necessary....

After our ride....

After she had settled a bit and we were slowly walking up to the barn gate we heard a slight buzzzzzz.... Oiy! Snake!  Fancy jumped backwards and shied away.  I hung on while hoping I wouldn't get dumped on top of a rattle snake!  I hollered across the field to Prairie Granny, who was out in the yard with the rugrats.  "There's a snake!"  Then, "Get my gun!"  I led Fancy to the house, calling the dogs along so they wouldn't get snake bit.  Unsaddled, turned Fancy loose and grabbed my gun.

At first I couldn't find him when I went back.  Of course.  But just as I was hopping back on the four-wheeler, there he was climbing up the big manure pile next to the corrals.  I quickly aimed at his beady little head and fired.  Missed!  That was actually the very first time I shot my gun.  It's a .41 caliber, single action revolver. I have sot some .45's so I figured it would kick a bit.  But it wasn't too bad.  Mostly it was just really loud!  Shoulda wore ear plugs, but I didn't....  I couldn't hear a thing for a few minutes after the shooting.  So when I'm a really deaf old lady, we'll know why!  I promise I'll have ear protection next time!

Anyway, I shot that dirty bugger three more times.  There is no better target practice than a rattlesnake on a manure pile!

See how well they hide?  It's easy to step right on them!
 

Prairie Granny dragged him out so I could take a better photo.

After we disposed of Mr. Snake, we did our evening chores to the chorus of a pack of coyotes somewhere nearby.  Ugh.  But it's ok, Momma's gotta gun....


Bye for now,
B