Sunday, November 27, 2016





Delilah



Little Samson

Fearless Eli

Friday, November 25, 2016

Yesterday I finally got around to doing the leaves out back.  They were wet and plentiful, but I was ready to cross the task off my to-do list.  The Mister helped me get strapped in to the new back-pack commercial-sized leaf blower he bought this fall.  Feeling much like an astronaut preparing for a space walk, I snarked, "Where are we off to today, Captain?  Mars?  Jupiter?"

Without missing a beat, The Mister winks at me and says, "Uranus?"

So indoors or out, it's probably just best if we tackle the to-do list separately.  

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

He Calls it Helping

Last weekend The Mister and I decided not to tackle any big projects (like building a cow shelter, or getting a cow...) but instead, to just hit a few small projects that have been on the to-do list for awhile.  The Mister took down all the blinds in the kitchen, living and dining rooms.  We said when we moved in that we'd give those blinds a year and then, if we didn't use them they were coming down.  Eighteen months later, they came down.  He also did some work on my oven racks as they seem to have mysteriously shrunk in the last couple months (or my oven has expanded) so that they slide off the rails at the most inconvenient times.  (It took sliding off and landing in The Mister's pizza on the bottom rack that got this item a higher priority on the "to-do" list.)

We also decided to tackle the illogical laundry room shelves, that included a pull-out drawer installed by the previous owners that just seemed to take up valuable sorting and folding space.  This project required a little more know-how than I seemed to possess, mainly to get the brackets to release the shelves.  The Mister offered his assistance.  "How do I get this tab to release so I can move this shelf?" I asked after trying for several minutes to figure it out and succeeding only in hurting my fingers.

"Well," came the reply, "you need a very persuasive tool."  And off he went to fetch such a tool.  He came back and handed me a screwdriver.  I climbed on top of the dryer so I could get a better angle on the tab.  The Mister decided this was a fine time to put his hands on my ass.

 "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Helping!" Was his snarky reply.  "What?!?" He said, "I have a very persuasive tool!"

This is why things stay on the to-do list for so long before getting done.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Monday, November 14, 2016

Daily Dose of Delilah

Ya gotta love that face!

Samson

As if Delilah wasn't the cutest thing I ever saw...this is Samson.  
He is our seven month old bull calf and he is as adorable as anything I've ever seen.

No, "adorable" and "bull calf" don't normally go in the same sentence, but can you argue?
He's a bit shy at the moment.  He's getting closer every day, but he was a bit traumatized just prior to his arrival on our farm (not our doing) and so he's going to take a little extra work - read that, a little extra grain - to get him trusting us.  Every day he comes a little closer.  

We are so excited to have our pair.  They are getting along well.  Delilah is clearly the boss.  For now - as The Mister points out.  Certainly Samson will eventually rule, but he loves her company and makes a good pasture mate.  We couldn't be more pleased with our Highlands!

Monday, November 07, 2016

A Way With Words

The Mister knows of my dream to some day become a published author.  Before bed last night, I was reading "Accordion Crimes" by the Pulitzer Prize winning author, E. Annie Proulx.

"This is why I could never get published," I remarked.  "Just listen to this one sentence, 'The smell of kerosene, bilge, metal, marine paint, the stink of anxious men, of dirty clothes and human grease, mixed with the briny flavor of the sea, etched Silvano's sensibilities, a familiar effluvia later on the Texas shrimp boats, and not even the rank stench of crude oil and gas in his roustabout days in the early decades of the new century erased it.' "

To which, my dear husband calmly replied, "Well, I wouldn't have said it quite that way but..."

We are quite a pair.


Sunday, November 06, 2016

When the Cows Come Home

Delilah arrived yesterday morning.
She was glad to be out of her trailer and into a fresh, new pasture!

While it will take some time for her to get to know us (and us to get to know her!) she didn't mind an offering of sweet grain from The Mister, nor some brushing by me!

Much to our surprise, she spent quite a bit of time in the shelter.  Every highland farm we visited said a shelter was nice, but the cattle rarely (if ever) use it.  Delilah sure seemed to enjoy it.

She also loved the hay that The Mister had put out for her.  She'll get a big round bale when we open up the full pasture for her, but she didn't mind this small offering.  Of course the first thing she did was show The Mister that hay isn't supposed to be neatly contained!  She pulled quite a bit out and spread it out as if to say, "Now THIS is what a farm looks like!"





She took a look at those maple leaves...

...and decided SHE loves Maple as much as I do!!

My new favorite cow under my favorite tree.

Delilah and Maple

My favorite look! (So far!)

Fall on the Farm

I love fall on our farm.  I love all the colors - and how different they are from one year to the next.  
With a front yard so full of trees, fall and winter means sunshine pouring in to the house - a definite plus!  The property is just covered with small beauties!

The best view from the house is out my bathroom window.  Lucky me!  

I love the maple's colors over the marsh.  

Looking out the living room, or sitting in the hot tub gives us time to just enjoy the beauty of the season.