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Art In Odd Places

Art In Odd Places

I’ve been accumulating photos of what I consider odd/artsy objects around the farm for quite some time… This seems like as good a time as any to build a post around them and to share my artsy-fartsy interpretations thereof … ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I  Will  Call  This  Exhibit~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Stylistic Sodium Chloride (with minerals)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Now I Offer For Your Perusal~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hey!  It’s Not Just Hay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *****Oh…And Happy St. Patrick’s Day***** *****I Just Counted*****We have twenty-four Irish Wolfhounds in this house right now*****    …

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~~~Farm Husbandry…….(with the husband)~~~

~~~Farm Husbandry…….(with the husband)~~~

This last weekend was productive… Some key projects really needed addressing… They were all a decrepit/rotted mess… …..beyond decrepit… Fence repair is ALWAYS high on the list… Fences are never perfect… Fences always need fixing… Did you know those elves or pixies who live in everyone’s dryer……the ones who steal and/or eat all of those spare socks…….? …..well, I’m positive their second cousins are the fence-gnawing gnomes… I’m sure those beasties live in a dead stump out back in our…

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Enteroliths & Bezoars

Enteroliths & Bezoars

  Having just dealt with Urinary Calculi in buck goats……. …….I got to thinking…….(always dangerous)… Professor Dillamond’s experience reminded me of other mineralized build-ups in the various mammals I’ve known… I fondly refer to them as gut-rocks. Apparently there are an entire assortment of types and locations in animals (the people-kind too). Florida seems to be an important culprit…     Maybe it’s the heat with the resulting sweating leading to chronic/constant semi-dehydration…   Or maybe it’s the minerals in…

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The Billy Goats Go To Market

The Billy Goats Go To Market

  With help from my family, we took half of the goats intended for sale to the butchers.   I don’t think I posted about the last time I went to the butchers…………….       What a debacle! After I had dropped off the goats, I started to return home with the empty cage in the bed of my truck. Who would have guessed that the shade cloth (zip-tied on the top of the cage) would have acted like…

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Dairy Goats Are Butt Heads

Dairy Goats Are Butt Heads

    ~~~~~When I was young, we had sheep on our farm in Ohio~~~~~ But (for at least) the past twenty years, we have had dairy goats… I’ve already explained my old rationale of not wanting my children drinking Posilac-laced, store-bought milk…………….(it’s worth a computer search—–it really is.) Don’t get me going on my Monsanto-rant. ………………….Round-Up, GMO’s, Agent-Orange………………….. Nobody wants to hear that again……………….     That company just begs for it………………I’ll throw Bayer Corporation under the bus too…………….(they bought…

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More Baby Goats?

More Baby Goats?

  I’m not sure how this happened… Well, no………………I do know “how” this happened. I did take Biology #101… ………………..but there have been welded metal horse panels between the does and the bucks for quite a while now……………?……………. Horse panels have rectangular openings that are 2″ by 4″, and they are 5′ tall.   I would have thought that the welded metal panel apertures would have been adequately small enough to act as a chastity-belt of sorts to stop “that…

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It’s A Jungle Out There

It’s A Jungle Out There

    Geez, Louise!!! I survived the barn chores this morning……….with one, sprained ankle and a bleeding, semi-broken nose.   Oh, and one goat life saved (maybe). Let me explain……………………………………… It’s now the rainy season.  That means there are a lot of fast-moving, electrical storms in our area on the west coast of Florida. In order to get the chores done, you have to dodge the storms and move fast. Which is what I thought I was doing…………………deftly & quickly……

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The Year Of The Goat

The Year Of The Goat

  Surprise~~~~~the last few days have been spent on fixing fencing. Surprise!  !@*%#$*@#@! I have no other activities it seems……………..in my spare time, I fix fencing. Ugh.  This is getting old.  I can’t put on or take off rings because my fingers are contused and swollen from hammer smashes. Old, hard, pine posts combined with my all-time favorite hammering projectile………………..the fence staple.  They are both a nasty combination.   Those things have got to have been created by the same…

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More Fence Repair & Fresh Disasters………..

More Fence Repair & Fresh Disasters………..

  Well, I didn’t go Hunting today.  More necessary/mandatory/immediate fence repair was absolutely necessary. A day late and a dollar short.   Here’s a disclaimer.  This is a farm blog.  Not all posts can be humorous. Some are heart-breaking. With farms come births and deaths.  Sowing and reaping.  Planting and discing.  Circles.  Lots of cycles. So, remember how I fixed the front mare’s fencing, but ran out of daylight and hadn’t fixed the back yet.  I had located where the…

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You Can’t Fault Them……….sigh…..

You Can’t Fault Them……….sigh…..

            Animals are animals. Beasts are beasts.  You can’t expect them to behave differently than Mother Nature intended.  (I’ll throw humans in that animal category as well.) But a person can intervene and try to alter the outcomes. And here we are AGAIN—–with the dead electric fencing………….. One of our clever (stupid) dairy goats somehow got into the backyard yesterday. Not the best of choices.  Not a choice that reinforces her personal longevity. Now enter seven…

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