Passing Over…

Been having dark clouds passing over today, mixed with a bit of rain.

Dugur is also busy these days since we have weaned lambs…



I thought I would share this today~it’s pretty cute…

So God made a Farmer
by Paul Harvey

And on the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said “I
need a caretaker.”
– So God made a Farmer

God said “I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk the cows,
work all day in the field, milk cows again, eat supper then go to town and
stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board.”
– So God made a Farmer

“I need somebody with arms strong enough to wrestle a calf and yet gentle
enough to deliver his own grandchild; somebody to call hogs, tame
cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to await lunch until his wife’s done
feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real
soon, and mean it.”
– So God made a Farmer

God said “I need somebody willing to sit up all night with an newborn
colt, and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say ‘maybe next year’. I need
somebody who can shape an axe handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse
with a hunk of car tire, who can make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and
shoe straps, who at planting time and harvest season will finish his 40
hour week by Tuesday noon and then, paining from tractor back, will put in
another 72 hours.”
– So God made a Farmer

God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get
the hay in ahead of the rain, and yet stop in midfield and race to help when
he sees first smoke from a neighbor’s place.
– So God made a Farmer

God said “I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales,
yet gentle enough to wean lambs and pigs and tend to pink combed pullets; who
will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadowlark.
It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners;
somebody to seed, weed, breed, and rake and disk and plow and plant and tie the
fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and a hard week’s
work with a five-mile drive to church. Somebody who would bale a family
together with the soft, strong bonds of sharing; who would laugh and then
sigh, and reply with smiling eyes when his son says he want to spend his life
doing what Dad does.”


The sheep have been moved across the road and are enjoying new grazing.  Dugur loves to sit atop the hill and keep look-out.


Yesterday morning two dogs pushed through the fence.  I believe without Dugur there these dogs would have had a hay day chasing sheep.  Instead Dugur pushed all the sheep into the far corner of the pasture and he positioned himself in between the dogs and sheep not letting the dogs get close.  It was too neat!  

When retrieving the offenders they did not want to come back through the electric fence.  Hopefully having had a taste of the electricity they will stay out. These dogs have been allowed to roam loose and have been spotted a ways from their house running down the main road that is busy with traffic.   The dogs were returned to their owner who did not seem too concerned that they were running loose and in with the sheep and seemed quite rude.   We have heard about  the damage dogs can do just having a good time.    Hopefully though the electric fence was enough to convince them that they won’t want to go back in.  But in the meantime…


I’m glad Dugur is on duty!

Mens Work?

The guys have been hard at work hauling hay all weekend.  Last night was the last load until  next cutting.  Since they arrived home so late and still hadn’t eaten supper they decided that Sawyer would just unload the hay this morning.  Coming back from my walk I seen this…

The hay…

As I got closer…


Little boys helping do the heavy work…


Watch out below…


Little boys *BIG* muscles!


Bucking bales...



Team work!