From the monthly archives:

December 2008

I ordered that storm with power.

December 24, 2008

We’ve had several storms already this year, and it is still 2008. We’ve had some with power, and some without. Just for the record, I like the ones with power far better than the ones without. So, in case anyone is wondering. I ordered this next storm specifically to be one with power. Thanks and [...]

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My Polly girl

December 23, 2008

We woke up this morning to thundering hooves, but in the wrong direction. Right now, the horses are in the field directly behind our bedroom, so I often wake up to their morning romp. They’ve got plenty of space to really let go, and they love it. But Aaron had mistakenly left their gate unlatched [...]

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My Crazy Cow

December 22, 2008

The AI tech visited on November 16th and I haven’t seen any mucus, bleed off or strange behavior ever since. Except today. She is acting like a lunatic. She is chasing the sheep all over the field, scattering her hay bale, running, leaping. It’s kind of funny to watch, but then I notice that the [...]

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A Day in the Life

December 21, 2008

There’s a cool group on Flickr called A day in the life. Four times a year, at the start of the new season, people from around the world submit five photos (and an optional one video) to the pool documenting that day. I started in the spring this year, so have 2008′s season changes all [...]

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Our Icelandic Chickens

December 20, 2008

The chicken coop is so much prettier now that it’s painted. I hated hated hated the particle board that we used, but it was a time of year that we didn’t have our own wood and needed it in a real hurry. We built it in March of 2007. I wonder why our sawmill wasn’t [...]

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Bring it on

December 19, 2008

I have all my critters in the right pens, everyone is fed and watered and the snow is coming down at about two inches an hour. The cow is milked, the dogs are chewing bones, the window quilts are drawn, the woodstoves stoked. I am drinking wine. Fine. Bring on the snow storm!

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My Climber and escape artists

December 18, 2008

Oh does she love to climb things, including round hay bales, firewood piles, decks, ladders. The higher she can get, the more she loves it. But it has to be in the light. She’ll refuse and whine about jumping onto my bed in the middle of the night and insists that I turn on the [...]

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