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Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Taking care of the farm.
Taking care of the farm and the animals is a full time job (heck we thought we'd retired) and the one redeeming quality of being a naturist household is that no matter the dirt we kick up around the place
having to wash dirty clothes is very minimal at best.
With the river, lake, a couple of smaller ponds, an outdoor shower and a artesian well on the property having to wash dirty bodies isn't an issue either although that well is a cold one (we're thinking about damming up an area near it and feeding some of the water from the well into the 'pond' we'd be making and use gas to make it a 'Hot Spring').
Running cows and coos (that's longhaired Scots Highland cows, btw), along with horses is a great way to pass the time ... we have other interests, but we'll cover them later ... now rounding up all the fowl is a royal pain in the arse, especially when the Canadian geese come swooping in for the winter. Need to get some hogs and a few goats though.
Right now the biggest concern is the garden (both flower and Veggie) a few days back we had temperatures hovering around the 100degree mark and the early summer buds had a real rough time of it for about two weeks, then we got some rain and a week of 80s now we are creeping back into the upper 90s again ... our 'taters', 'maters', 'cukes', 'squarsh', corn, 'beanz' 'pepperz', and 'lettus' are feeling the effects already, then there are the roses, geraniums, sunflowers and daylillies and they ain't looking too chipper themselves.
Through it all the Mrs. loves it all and her picture with her "favorite pet" 'Bossie' (after Mac Duff her Jack Russell terrier of course), above is one of my favorites of her ... and to think she's a grandmother. Living on a farm and working it wasn't in her plans growing up but she has adapted well ... not bad for a Banker's pampered daughter. But then again she's still spoiled and pampered ... that new Caddy in the driveway she got yesterday is proof of that.
For the most part you cannot tell she was almost lost to me three months ago when she had several massive pulmonary embulisms and literally died and came back (two-thirds of those with pulmonary embulisms die within two hours of having a single one much less several). But with the blood thinners and changing her diet those blood clots are beginning to break up and she is out and about more and more with more and more energy.
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