A Brave Boy

This is my first really combined post. I want to write about my family and the farm. Because my little boy went for dental surgery and it was a tough day. But the evening was beautiful.

My 2YO had teeth pulled yesterday along with some caps and fillings. All this due to a sippy cup of milk at bedtime for over a year. Yes, we’ve learned our lesson. Yes, we feel terrible about it.

By the time supper rolled around last night he was talking more and getting back to normal. So we decided to check the cows in their new pasture and the crops around our home farm.


He really enjoyed himself out in the truck with us. It was a nice relaxing time that we all enjoyed. A beautiful summer evening.


We had to go on a wild goose chase through the pasture to find one of my cows. She’s pretty old and has a hurt back leg. I was scared she’d be found dead but she was laying nicely beside slough. Just cooling off and enjoying the evening.


We also found two duck nests snuggled right into the ground. They were only a foot apart and both full of eggs. One more covered with straw and feathers but both protected. I could count 9 eggs in the one nest.


After our pasture visit we drove around and looked at our crops. The heat has been strong here for a couple weeks and no rain. It looks like some of the crops are burning in the heat. So we checked our canola and it looks AWESOME!


So go enjoy a nice summer evening drive or even a walk. It just may cheer someone in your family up.



Seas of Peas

For the past eight years, we’ve been farming organically. This year Brad decided to go back conventional because the money and the market isn’t there for organic anymore. The conventional grain prices are rising and a better yield is had when you can fertilizer and not have weeds. Farming conventional means spending BIG money. We had to get a higher operating loan. Mostly for buying fertilizer and spray.

In case you didn’t know, peas give the earth a lot of nitrogen. So for the first time ever we’ve seeded peas. A lot of peas. Because they don’t cost as much to grow and they give back to the land instead of just taking from it. They are growing tremendously! We have seas of peas out in the fields.


They are peas that can be picked and eaten right out of the field. Which Brad tells me we aren’t supposed to be doing. He’s such a spoil sport. 😉


We checked them last night. And I picked a few to eat. Our two year old son love them!!! I hope we get good bushels when we combine them in a few weeks.


Summer Nights

This what we do on summer evenings and spring days.


We fix broken fence. Usually it’s a good way to spend family time together. And not too strenuous. As long as the fence is not overly broken.


The snow, deer and high water in the sloughs all contribute to broken fence. Posts get old and break, staples fall off the posts causing the wire to come loose.


All we can hope is the cows stay in for a good amount of time before they have to be moved. Usually a couple months in a pasture is good enough.


The Weevil Got It

The hay crop around here this year sucks. Big time sucks. There are weevils in the alfalfa and they eat the pretty purple flowers.


So on the same field where last year we got close to 800 hay bales, this year we got 300. Pretty dismal. So we’ve been scrounging up hay all over the place.


The haying is getting done. It started earlier than normal and it’s taking longer than usual. So enjoy some haying pictures!



Bad Cows

Yesterday our cows misbehaved. They were being bad. They have a huge pasture area with lots of green grass to eat and enjoy. Instead of being lazy cows, they decided a jaunt through 5 feet of water to the durum field would be a good idea.

The call came at 11:30am. I was having coffee at my sister’s. Brad yells through the phone “Get in my truck and get out out here now! The cows are out!.” He was baling hay near the pasture. I loaded my kids up and headed home.

Drove out to the hay field and Brad boosted his quad. I followed him across the pasture with his truck. He chased the cows back through the slough and then attempted to fix the fence. A difficult job when the fence goes right through the slough.

After an hour or so, the fence was fixed and we headed home for lunch. We ate. Brad headed out to continue baling. I put the kids to sleep and went outside to enjoy the sun.

4:30pm and Brad calls, “Get the kids in the truck. The cows are out again.” I did as told and headed out to the field. Again. Brad went flying over there on his quad and chased them back again.

This time a brainwave occurred. Chase them all home and put them in the corral. Fix the fence the next day and let them out to the hay field. No durum anywhere near that. HA!

We did just that. Brad chased them with the quad and I bumped my old gimpy cow along all the way home. We worked as a team and it went well. And I got to drive Brad’s big Dodge truck. It’s a standard. And I didn’t stall it once. I know. I’m cool like that.



3 out of 2 people have trouble with fractions...


Just another WordPress.com site

The Rookie Dad

New Challenges. New Lessons. New Pot of Coffee.

Boots, Aprons ~N~ Pearls

Where Family Comes To Gather

Twisted Christian Writings

The thoughts of a Twisted Christian

Brad the Dad

Enjoy a unique, fresh, and entertaining perspective on parenting as Brad the Dad learns what it takes to raise two boys in today's world.

Club Nette

The girl who cried wolf sarcastically.


Oh hey. Me again.