Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Hope of Spring

The weather has been warm and sunny.  Nice and warm days for starting seeds, pulling weeds and mowing the lawn.  The garden calls loudly during these pretend spring days of February.  I have to always remind myself that we tend to get snows in March and that I shouldn't plant too much in the garden.  But dreams of growing things and aesthetically pleasing outdoor designs still fill my head.  Of course, my dreams for the garden never are completely fulfilled because it's hard work and the elements don't always work in my favor.  But I love the dreaming all the same.  That bud of hope that bursts in my heart is still beautiful even if it never does get to open all the way.  

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Sunny January

We had very low rainfall for January, only a couple of inches.   February is trying to make up for it and right now it is bucketing outside my window.  Hence, why I'm taking the time to blog something.  I'll miss looking back at the end of the year if I don't post something.  Anything.  Even if it is poorly done.

Blogging is a great way of storing memories for us, and the older we get the more important that is!  We like looking back over previous years and being  flooded by them.  Often the photos or words have hidden memories attached that are just for us.  We try to encode them in the posts,  like spies. 

Here is a selfie taken just north of us on January 1st and it is loaded with memories for us. 

Our beaches are often empty of people and this year instead of going off on a tropical vacation, we've decided  to  have mini getaways each month.  So far, our beaches, seem to be our chosen location.  They are a beachcombers delight with miles of hiking on the sand or on trails along the headlands,  accommodations in hotels or camping,  microbreweries  and wine tasting.   Perfect. 

On the last day of January we headed to the beach again and participated in the Trinidad to Clam Beach Run.  It has been a very, very, long time since we've done fun runs and I've never done one with so many people.  It was a blast and we might be hooked on a new activity. 

We also journeyed to visit all our grandkids this month.  Poppa and I had to take the Vegas grandsons  hiking in Red Rock.   Our oldest, at 3,  is already able to hike a few miles with no complaints.  Future Hiker of America.

The twins are doing super and here is a photo of me and Liam... or is it Maddox?  You've seen one you've seen them both.  They are absolutely identical.  So cool.  They are super social too and adore watching and laughing at their 20 month old brother Zane.
Here are all 3 of them watching the super bowl commercials.  Zane loves cars!

Back on the ranch we had our first daffodils bloom and munched on tasty greens from the garden while perusing seed catalogs for our summer bounty. 

I got  kisses from my all time favorite little heifer, Sassy

I've always wanted a riding cow and here I'm desensitizing my prospect to my weight.  First of January I turned the 3 orphans out with the herd and they are all doing well.  Like any empty nester though,  I am doing less than well.  I miss my babies, but it is best for them to learn how to be cows with cows, not me.   Luckily their herd circles past my house at least once a week and I get my cuddles in with my favorite little gal. 

We butchered a couple hogs this month for some neighbors and are planning on getting 3 more butchered in a USDA facility this month for the store and farmers market sales.  The hogs are free roaming and can go anywhere they like, but they often like to loaf in the barn.  They are a bit lazy.  I have begun closing up their feeder, so they have to forage more. They were just eating to much of our profit with that expensive organic grain. 

The horses are happy running free, but they always run on over when we show up to check on them.  It is such a mild winter, so far, that they haven't required any supplementation. 

The cattle haven't really needed much supplementation either, but we try and feed them once a week so that they don't forget us, and to make sure everybody is ok.  It makes life on the ranch so easy when the cows come when we holler.  This is Harley  and an unnamed cow.  It is shocking, I know.  She's the all black one.  Any suggestions?

This cow, Lanai Moo, was named by a reader from Hawaii. 

Eric and Jo's amazing lab, Spice, had puppies in December and we sure enjoyed all the puppies antics.   The kids have sold most of the litter, but if you are interested in getting very well bred hunting dogs, they have 3 little boys left. Spice hunts upland birds, water fowl, and also tracks blood trails of wounded animals, and last but certainly not least,  she also opens the fridge and retrieves beer for HER humans. 
This buck cracked me up.  Instead of running away when he saw me,  he peed.  So, deer do pee in the woods.  Of course, so do I.  It's only natural. 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Week 52

The road ahead and the road behind stretch in a line; one direction a dream and the other a memory.  Right NOW is where we try to live, one step at a time. 

It's been a good year.  I haven't enjoyed doing the weekly blog posts because it took what was a fun, creative pursuit to a diary style chore.  Won't do that again, but I will keep posting now and again about our life on the land.  It's a good life, full of beauty and truth and authentic living as well as quite a few piles of poop.    We are very grateful for all of it and we thank our faithful for following along.   Bertha and Dan and Bill and Juanita, thank you for your feedback.  We thank our neighbors too who come up to us and are appreciative to have a connection to the ranch across the creek. 

The hogs are huge and expecting to farrow in April.  The cattle are happy chewing their cuds on our sunny, green, prairies this week.  One of our kitties found a new home and the horses are enjoying living large and running free.  Acres spread out around us for exploring.   Life is Good. 

We wish you enough.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
 copied from enlightened consciousness

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Week 51

Christmas!     Our immediate family gets together for Thanksgiving, so for Christmas they all spend it with their in-laws.  Usually we go to Mark's family for Christmas Eve, but this year other plans within his family were made and we were left without any plans. My sister called and insisted we spend Christmas with her and her family.  Last year was our first Christmas without our parents and it was hard on both of us.  Sharing it together this year was new and fun.  It wasn't the same as before and that was good.  Growing up my sis and I didn't really have much in common and as the baby in the family, I was considered the interloper, or 'the golden child' as she now lovingly calls me.    Then, it wasn't so lovingly.  Ha-ha.    I was always jealous of her beauty and brains and she was jealous of my charm.  I guess.    Now, we get along well and are surprisingly alike in speech and mannerisms.  It makes her grand daughters' laugh.  They think it is funny to have a grandma clone.  We really don't look much alike though, we just act a bit alike.   

Here we are trying out her granddaughters' new skates, in the house.    It's a good thing we didn't break a hip.  Good times.

I must have been a good girl because Santa gifted  me a new camera.  He must know me well because he got me a nice point and shoot.  I've been debating on getting a DSLR, but I probably wouldn't carry it around much, and I'm so used to wearing my little Canon on my hip.  Santa, I mean Mark, says I look like a photography gun fighter.  Here I shot  a calf.  Click, Click.  This camera can really zoom as I was standing very far away. 
I like this camera.   Here I shot our little dog Shadow.

Carnivorous cows were chasing us down this morning.  Gotta shoot them. 

Of course, they aren't really carnivorous cows, but we had one young visitor ask us if they were when they surrounded our vehicle, and the alliteration and imagery just stuck.  Now they are lovingly known as carnivorous cows when they swarm and swarm they did today. 

I'm really loving my new camera.  As you can tell.  It is a Canon Power Shot SX700HS.  I really look forward  to reading the camera's manual and learning  all the things it can do.  I'm so excited and grateful to have it.  My old Canon Elph just wasn't taking good shots anymore.  Poor dear will have to be retired.  But not this fella.  He still looks in pretty good shape to me. 
I  secretly shot these photos of Mark.  I wonder how long before he asks me to remove them.  Ha-ha.  Here's another.
The power of zoom, zoom, zoom. He was actually watching Eric load a muzzle loader pistol.   I'm really looking forward to capturing moments in 2015.  Thank you Santa Mark. 
We hope your Christmas was merry and bright and filled with love, beauty and peace.  God bless you and may you bless Him too.