Wednesday, May 16, 2018

A Fairy Tale, Wyoming-Style

Flowers around here have been understandably reluctant to show their faces. Maybe they suspected that spring was actually winter masquerading as spring, a seasonal version of Little Red Riding Hood. 

LITTLE PINK INDIAN PAINTBRUSH: (shivering) My, Grandmother Spring, what snowy weather you have! 
BIG BAD WINTER: (wearing Grandmother Spring's old yellow slicker and new fuchsia-and-chartreuse plaid rain boots) Ah, the better to water you with, my dear. 
LITTLE PINK INDIAN PAINTBRUSH: But, Grandmother, what bitter winds you have! Don't you have any sunshine for me?
BIG BAD WINTER: (mutters under his breath) Well, aren't you the little whiner today? (raises his voice) Come closer, dearie, and let Grandmother give you a big frosty hug!
LITTLE PINK INDIAN PAINTBRUSH: (gasps) You're not Grandmother Spring! She's beautiful and kind, and you're ugly and mean! (dives back into the safety of Mother Earth)


"Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring." ~George Herbert

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Two Peasants and a Princess

Moey brought Lenny (rear) and Squiggy into the world last week. If you're my contemporary, you know they're named after two characters in LaVerne & Shirley, a spin-off of Happy Days.     

Sadly--very sadly--Moey died from complications from a difficult kidding. Lenny and Squiggy soon adapted to the bottle as well as their new orphanage, the house, where they slept during the cold nights.

Ellie likes to hang out with the hilarious kids as much as we do, but since we don't want them to think that they're human or canine, they're mostly kept in a pen next to other goats.

Next, Jubilee presented the world with Josephine. Last year, Jubilee's first kid was stillborn, so everyone is extra happy about Josephine. 
Since Jubilee is reigning herd queen, I assume that Josephine is heir apparent to the throne. Josephine likes playing with Lenny and Squiggy, but Jubilee gets very upset when her little princess associates with commoners.


"For though you are lofty and exalted, you stoop to embrace the lowly."              ~Psalm 138:6 TPT

Saturday, April 28, 2018

How to Go(at) for a Walk

It's simple.

Snack. The dog can wait.

Dawdle. The people can wait.

Hurry, hurry! Run and catch up!

Grab another bite. This grass tastes different than it did back there.

Tarry. Pose for pictures.

Run, play, hurry! Don't be late!

 Repeat process until you reach your destination. 


"For the vision is yet for the appointed time;
It hastens toward the goal and it will not fail.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
For it will certainly come, it will not delay." ~Habakkuk 2:3 NASB

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Wildflowers and Yo-Yo Weather

On a recent wildflower hunt, we tramped the hills for miles before finding a few blooms peeking warily out of the ground. I can understand their trepidation. We had gales and rainbows last week, 78 degrees F on Monday, snow on Tuesday, hard frost Wednesday morning. Has April ever been so temperamental?

I didn't see this tiny Indian paintbrush until I almost stepped on it. I can hardly wait until the real paintbrush party begins!

While her people looked for flora, Ellie searched for fauna (rabbits and pronghorn antelope). She had less success than we did.

We found a passel of brave phlox atop a windblown hill, hugging the earth for warmth. Perhaps their bluish tint was from the cold.


"Comebacks are God's specialty. He loves turning around impossible circumstances." ~Tony Evans

Saturday, April 14, 2018


This was the delightful view from our back window Thursday evening.

Looking out the same window the next morning was this beautiful sundog.

Before dawn on Friday, between said rainbow events, Princess delivered her 11th calf. I thought about naming her Rainbow or Billie (short for Bilihkúppe, which is Crow Indian word for rainbow). But Princess can't stop licking her velvety black coat, so I dubbed her Velvet.

This afternoon we found Velvet wearing a new punk hairstyle. Her mama may have a few gray hairs, but she does keep up with the times. 


"For we live by faith, not by sight." ~2 Corinthians 5:7 NIV

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Meanwhile in Wyoming

Why don't cows, if they can help it, ever poop in the same place twice? This is the kind of inane question which springs to mind when one spends much of her spring either forking cow pies out of calving pens or harrowing pastures and hayfields. I use the term "spring" loosely; a couple of mornings ago, it was only 7° F, and snow is in the forecast. Again.

If you've always wanted to learn something about harrowing pastures, you're in luck. Here, I'm traversing a cowpie-packed field which we fed hay on last winter. Frozen manure, you'll notice when looking out the front window of the tractor, doesn't decompose. When the snow melts in almost-spring, our place is littered with the stuff.

I took this shot looking out the rear window. I'm dragging a 12' pasture harrow behind our 2640 John Deere. Not a clean window. Hopefully you can tell that the manure has been broken up and essentially smeared over the field, turning ugly brown mounds into environmentally-friendly fertilizer. Add some precipitation (hopefully rain, not snow) and voilá, we've got a happy hayfield which will green up fast if it ever gets warm. 

They say that the cherry blossoms are beautiful in Washington this week. At least it's spring somewhere.


"You can't see Canada across Lake Erie, but you know it's there. It's the same with spring. You have to have faith, especially in Cleveland." ~Paul Fleischman 

(I've never been to Cleveland. It must be a lot like Wyoming.)

Sunday, April 1, 2018

Instead of Bunnies

Easter greetings from our little corner of the planet--and from Cinnamon's calf, Ginger!


"Easter is why we don't give up." ~David Jeremiah