With grey skies the last week and more, it was a relief on Friday to have rain much of the day on Friday. Phil had good time indoors, planning and filing.
The boys made me laugh when they pig-piled on each other: all four boys, stacked up voluntarily.
Joe was proud of himself. After watching his older brothers do string games for the last year, he came up to me with a mosquito of his own design and pretended to bite me. "Bite, bite."
And when I was away all day on Saturday, teaching a short class on healthy eating and the principles of a Weston A. Price diet, Isaiah made his younger brothers a little paper house, with a man, a pitchfork, and a belt with a sword. All the vital necessities for farm survival, apparently.
The mist these last few days has been outstanding in the morning. I went to make breakfast and could hardly spot Phil, coming back from feeding the pigs.
The apple orchard is beautiful.
And the new cover crop Phil seeded just a few weeks ago is coming in well down one row. He's kicking himself now that he didn't plant the whole orchard, but maybe we'll get to it soon.
Phil moved the cows today, from the farthest point on the neighbor's land back to our lower pasture. It took three set-ups of electric wire, but he managed to do the whole thing, with a little help, in only about five hours. Considering that the last time he tried it, a move from the lower pasture to the neighbor's closest point took two days, almost killed a cow, involved two young ones escaping, and almost took out a peach tree, that seemed very swift, smooth, and successful. Perhaps not all our animals grow easier to handle (ahem: pigs), but the cows are smart and pleasant, and I think they learned, more or less, what we want them to do.
Finally, we have good hope that the three foot black snake is out of our trailer. If not, we're being overrun with them, since I found one on the ground behind our house trailer, and then found it again near the spigot by our barn. Phil last saw it heading west. Go west, young snake.
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