A Stonewall Minute....

Well, I don't usually get the time to add many comments to the blog but I've got a minute. Therefore..Welcome to the Stonewall minute!
Lately on the farm we have had many trying events (to say the least) that I won't get into now, I'll let the boys give details later. Let's just say that as a result of good for nothing, varmint, thieving dogs I found myself looking up at the stars last night at 2 am during a varmint check. I was in old torn blue jeans, rubber boots (no socks), shirtless with pickup truck lights shining on our rabbit cages shouldering a Browning .270. Yes this is where I had the thought..
"Well, I've made it!"
"First class, USDA Grade A REDNECK."
You gotta laugh to keep from crying..

Stonewall out.

Farm...Saturday

I'm sorry for the lack of Farm Friday posts for the past few weeks. I'll try to catch up now.

Our trip to Kentucky was wonderful. We really enjoyed seeing the Creation Museum- especially the zonkey. I can now say that I've petted a zonkey AND a zorse. The Bud Williams Marketing School was mind-blowing, very educational, and practical (i.e., I can actually use the method.)

Last Thursday I was going to load up two of my heifers and take them to the stockyard, but the Lord did not so dispose. I had them on the trailer twice but still managed to mess things up. Now I've learned from my mistakes and we're building some nice handling facilities so that, Lord willing, I can sell the heifers next week. Being a short-sighted creature with limited understanding and no knowledge of the future, I was disappointed that I couldn't get the cattle to the sale. (It was also embarrasing to take back the trailer we had borrowed without using it- we've done that twice now.) But God in his kind Providence worked out the situation to my good. The price for heifers the size of mine was down last week and bounced back up this week.

(This is a very disappointing picture. How could I get the cattle on the trailer and still mess up? I've been wondering that myself.)

Last Friday and Saturday we processed 28 chickens, using a borrowed Whizbang Chicken Plucker, invented by Herrick Kimball. Weak stomachs may not appreciate all of our photos, but I can show the fun part*. A chicken goes into the plucker and chicken comes out. Years of experience from skinning animals came in handy for processing chickens.

(No, I didn't think the chicken was gross. I just didn't want to get the hot scald water on me.)

The Lord has blessed us with lots of rain this year, so I've only used our drip irrigation setup two or three times. As a result, the garden has done very well, weeds and all. Oh, and if any of you from church want squash just leave your vehicle unlocked tomorrow.

Sherlock

Week Off

I get a week off from Farm Friday this week, since I'm on vacation at a cattle marketing school in Kentucky. I realize that I missed last week, but that's because a tree broke our phone line; I hope to catch up on the many things that have happened lately next week.

Have a great weekend,
Sherlock