Monday, May 19, 2008
The Birth of a Vineyard - Part One
Goats & Cow
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Who needs TV when you have a River to Watch?
It's been hot these last few days. That always means snow melt and high water levels in the river. Anne-Renee came over this weekend and shared our fun of "watching the river" which included a drive to checkout the Entiat River Falls and Box Canyon. Here's a little snippet of how we pass the time of day in the Valley...
Sunday morning the phone rings; it's The Roundy's, our neighbors at mile 14 calling to tell us that a log jam had broke loose and it was coming down the river towards us. Hearing the news, Anne-Renee & I ran out to the bridge to watch for it; Keith hopped on the quad, radio in hand, to go along Long's Trail as a look-out for the logs, A-R had the other radio, awaiting the reports from Keith. I had the camera to capture the thrilling event.
Today is Monday, and the heat is lowering and so is the River. I thought you might enjoy a list of the latest news on the farm:
- The Lilacs are in full bloom.
- The Hawthorn Tree is budding.
- The fruit trees have bloomed and are making fruit.
- In the garden, potatoes, radishes are poking their heads out.
- We are harvesting rhubarb, chives, and lettus.
- Valentino is taller than the other Kidds (cute photos to be posted soon)
- The Hay is taller than Bandida!
- Our vine grapes arrive tomorrow - 500 of them - which means we have 500 1 ft. cubed holes to dig!!
- I've made two batches of French Style Chevre cheese.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Last Weekend was Huge - Lots to Report!
Pork Chop Update
I'm administrating the yogurt with a syringe. She doesn't care for it and fights it off
All Done! Good Girl!
Now for the massage...
hmmmm...lets work it out girl...
"buuurp"
That's the way!
"Who's that coming?"
"Oh it's Richard, Hello!"
Really, I think Pork Chop & I are starting to look alike, fronts & bottoms!
Thanks for that photo Arlene, just like a sister!!
Hoofing It
Milking time again
Valentino Milking Girly-Girl!
Speaking of Girly-Girl, I tried milking her twice, once on my own and once with Keith's assistance, but it was to no avail. She kicks and hollers and kicks some more, then starts shaking it seems from fear, so I've given up! No milk from her. That means I won't get her pregnant again this year, so that means I'll only have Tuffy to milk next spring. sigh.