Spring is about to give way to summer, and each day offers new glimpses into the coming season.
Yesterday afternoon I was checking some recently moved calves, and Calvin showed up to check on them too. He takes his job as farm dog quite seriously.
Dogs, cows, and people alike appreciate the end of winter, but it’s a delicate balance. Cows especially don’t like it too warm.
My gardening attempts this spring are still behind, but luckily we moved into a place with a yard full of perennials. Our house certainly has quirks that leave much to be desired, but I’m grateful for the flowers which took many years to develop.
We’ve had rain, rain, and more rain this spring, so late last week we were extremely grateful to finish chopping our hay crop.
The yard is wet and low spots of the fields are underwater, but at least we have all the critical spring projects done. (Planting and first crop of hay.)
We are hoping for drier skies this week, but we’ll march on no matter what the weather brings.