Monday, February 19, 2018

Just Kidding

Wintertime tends to keep our young friends from away from the farm. The animals seem to miss them almost as much as we do, especially Ellie.

The other day when we got to pick up a little friend from kindergarten, Ellie nearly smothered her in puppy smooches. It's a good thing we live a long way from any elementary schools; otherwise, Ellie would constantly be running off to join the kids at recess.

If you want to give the goats a treat but are wearing your brand new school shoes, we'll fix you up with some swanky shopping bag boots.

Sugar's waitress was much prettier than the one who usually serves her supper.

Even when the two-legged kids aren't around, we have four-legged ones who keep us entertained. 


"Anyone who welcomes a little child like this on my behalf welcomes me, and anyone who welcomes me welcomes not only me but also my Father who sent me."  
~Mark 9:37 NLT

Friday, February 16, 2018

"John Wayne Who?"

Our cows seldom hurry, instead
They amble here
Meander there
Graze this
Munch that
            Plod to the water tank
And when they get around to it

You must forgive them, they’ve never watched the old Westerns, 
you know the ones
made way back then, way back when
cows were prone to stampede.

Maybe they should audition for pharmaceutical commercials, the ones where everyone moves in slow motion.

"You're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting,
So...get on your way!"
                                ~Dr. Seuss

Saturday, February 10, 2018

It's Spring. Somewhere.

But not here.

It was only -10° F this morning. 

Hey, Mom, can't we herd the cows somewhere? Just for fun? Please? 

The goaties don't come out much when it's really cold and snowy. Their motto: We're Nigerians, not Siberians.

Like Pansy, 28% of our cows and heifers are named after flowers. In my defense: it's a countermeasure to long, colorless winters.


"Sometimes God lets you be in a situation that only He can fix so that you can see that He is the One who fixes it. Rest. He's got it." ~Tony Evans

Monday, February 5, 2018

Growing Season

Our calving season won't start for another six weeks, but I can't help getting excited when watching the ever-expanding waistlines of the mama cows!

Even in her third trimester of pregnancy, even standing in a cow pasture dotted with cow poop, Dazzle manages to look glamorous.

The only person hungrier than a cow on a cold, snowy morning is a cow who's eating for two on a cold, snowy morning. (That's Bella in front and Lily behind.)

Pansy's beginning to waddle. 

Bunny's one of nine heifers expecting their first calves this spring. This time of year finds us praying that our new bull's low birthweight EPD numbers (Expected Progeny Differences) prove valid (smaller calves = easier, safer births).


"The eyes of the Lord are upon even the weakest worshipers who love him--those who wait in hope and expectation for the strong, steady love of God." ~Psalm 33:18

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Black-and-White Sunshine

We haven't had the coldest or snowiest of winters, but it must be the dreariest. I can't remember so many cloudy December and January days! For various reasons, I've spent much of the season struggling with anxious, gloomy thoughts that seem to match the gray skies.

Providentially, a certain little ray of sunshine has helped brighten every dismal day and dark night: Ellie. If you haven't met Ells yet, she's our sweet and irrepressible...

...goat wrangler...

...ruthless stalker of neighborhood cottontails...


...stealer of favorite chairs (as well as mittens, socks, boots, eyeglasses, garbage, eye ointment, cash, hats, pillows, blankets, laundry--pretty much anything that isn't nailed down or locked up)...

...bossy workout coach...

and tumbleweed tamer.


"He's the hope that holds me and the Stronghold to shelter me, the only God for me, and my great confidence." ~Psalm 91:2 TPT


"Fear can keep us up all night long, but faith makes one fine pillow." ~Philip Gulley

Friday, January 26, 2018

A Post and a Prayer, the Bodie Edition

Dear God,

The day we said good-bye to Bodie, I asked You to take him to heaven.

Granted, Bodie couldn’t get there on his own merits. (Who of us can? Thank You, Jesus, for making a way for us!) Bodie couldn’t have been more loving, loyal, or courageous, but he was easily offended, prone to jealous pouts, and over-protective of his home place and sofa.  A FedEx driver’s worst nightmare, Bodie was truly awful to anyone he considered a trespasser. 

“But he never bit anyone very hard,” Hubby said yesterday. “He just nipped at them.”

I always felt safe when Bodie was around. Our cats and goats felt so too. Their friend Bodie chased off many a fox or coyote that was up to no good. He wasn’t afraid to break up a bull fight or teach an ornery bovine a lesson in respect. I’ll never forget how he worried about the cows and goats in labor, and couldn’t wait to meet the new arrivals. Such a good dog!

Lord, please tell Bodie how much we love and miss him, but we’re happy that he’s pain-free and once again chasing foxes and rabbits (if that sort of thing is allowed). Thanks so much for 14 great Bodie years!

One more thing: I bet that there’s a young man up there, one that’s always wanted a really cool dog to run and hike mountains with, one that reminds Bodie of his beloved Zach. Maybe You could give them to each other?


PS  Don’t forget to tell his new master that Bodie won’t eat pancakes unless there’s syrup on them. And even though he pretends not to like kisses, he really does.


"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted 
and saves those who are crushed in spirit."
                       ~Psalm 34:18 NIV

Sunday, January 21, 2018

A Break from Winter

Snow on the ground, snow in the sky, snow in the forecast. If you can relate, I hope you'll be cheered by these warmer scenes captured by my talented twin sister's paintbrush. (See more at Horses Out West Studio

By the way, I hope you folks are keeping your New Year's resolutions better than I am. I actually wrote down ten resolutions for 2018, one of which was to post on this blog twice a week. 

Yes, well. 

I'll spare you the whys and wherefores and alibis, most of which would sound suspiciously like excuses. I hereby re-resolve to show up here twice a week!


"He's the hope that holds me and the Stronghold to shelter me, the only God for me, and my great confidence." ~
Psalm 91:2 TPT