I am so happy it's finally spring because spring = calves and calves = fluffy and cute. We've had 4 born so far and are expecting many more over the next few weeks. The coloring of our Murray Grey bull is showing up in some of the calves - it's hard to capture on camera but they're almost silver.
Our TOBB grain bins finally arrived from Missouri this week. They each hold 3 tons and can be filled by our feed supplier, Stone House Grain. When we started buying feed for our pigs and poultry, we bought 50 pound bags. Once we started going through close to 200 bags per month, the plastic bags became an issue: not only an eye-sore stacking up in the barn throughout the week, but so wasteful, too. Stone House can now drive their bulk truck to the farm and fill these directly - no plastic involved! (You don't have to see many pictures of the Great Pacific Garbage Patch before you don't want to be responsible for a single shred of plastic going into the dumpster).
My brother called asking for a favor last weekend. His hairdresser saw someone abandon a duck and a goose at a park in Bristol, and after watching someone trying to entice their dog to attack them, she scooped them into the back of her car and brought them home. "They look just like yours, will you take them?" he asked. John has an affinity for poultry so of course we went and picked them up. This inseparable pair may have feathers, but they're really dogs in disguise. As soon as they see people they come running, squawking, to be pet and held. I've really never seen anything like it. So let me introduce Beetle (the duck) and Juice (the goose).
Lastly, I have to congratulate my brothers on the success of their new business, Litchfield Organic Land Care, LLC, and highly recommend them to anyone in need of environmentally-conscious land care. Their guidance has been invaluable for our orchard and they will be taking down some dead trees on the farm. Even if we weren't related, I would endorse their knowledge and skills!
Real food enthusiast following nature's template