"People who root themselves in places
are likelier to know and care for those places
than are people who root themselves in ideas.
When we cease to be migrants and become inhabitants,
we might begin to pay enough heed and respect to where we are.
By settling in, we have a chance of making a durable home for ourselves,
our fellow creatures,
and our descendants."
--Scott Russell Sanders
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Boys 1, Girls 1
Calf #2 was born this morning. It's a girl!!
She's been adorned with a very stylish #39 earring and officially welcomed to the clan.
Tally so far? Boys 1, Girls 1.
She's been adorned with a very stylish #39 earring and officially welcomed to the clan.
Tally so far? Boys 1, Girls 1.
Friday, April 8, 2011
The Official Start of Spring
Most people don't tend to think of spring as a date on a calendar. Sure, March 20th is the first official day of the season, but if it's a blustery, wintry March 20th does that really count? And if it doesn't, what does?
And what gardener doesn't joyously exclaim "Spring is here!" when they see the first daffodil, with its bright yellow petticoats, adorning the yard?
But on the farm? On the farm nothing quite says "Spring is here!" like the first calf of the season.
In Irish Grove, Spring officially started on April 8, 2011.
At 9:23 a.m. to be exact.
For example, I'm friends with many birdwatchers. I can't count how many times I've heard them talk about their fist robin or red-winged blackbird of the season, exclaiming "Spring is here!".
And what gardener doesn't joyously exclaim "Spring is here!" when they see the first daffodil, with its bright yellow petticoats, adorning the yard?
But on the farm? On the farm nothing quite says "Spring is here!" like the first calf of the season.
At 9:23 a.m. to be exact.
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