Happy Thanksgiving from all of us to all of you!
All lined up in row in the order of their birth. They are a unique bunch of kids, but we are thankful for them. Thankful that they each are happy, healthy and full of love and laughter.
Blessings to you,
Laurie – Country Link
Always a smile on their face and a race to be run.
Today has been a busy one. We worked hard today taking advantage of the good November weather we are having. Some dirt work was done, gutters were cleaned, fire wood was carried in and the basement was cleaned. Even with all of that, our girls still found time to take a few minutes and play.
Blessings to you,
Laurie – Country Link
Last Saturday ended up being a pretty good day here on the farm. At first I was not for sure how it was going to go. You see the wind was blowing like crazy, it was cold and we had cattle to work. Mama cows and baby calves all had to be brought in off the corn stalks they were enjoying eating so that they could be checked, vaccinated and poured. I was not worried about the cattle at all. We know to take our time and be careful with the ladies and they in turn are calm and easy to handle. I was more worried about having three small helpers. Three small helpers who were going to want to help, but because we still had (and have) corn to harvest, we were needing for things to go smooth which in turn makes things go quick. In the end it was all because of three small helpers that we had such a good day.
The plan was to work the cows in the morning and then after lunch work the baby calves. We had everyone moved through the chute and back together by 12:30!! (Just the right time to enjoy the chili that had been cooking in the crock-pot all morning.) After working the cows, which our oldest, Wyatt, helped with, I gathered up the girls and told them it was their turn to help. Let me tell you, help they did! I had a very proud farm mama moment when the girls got right in there and helped with the calves. They were just the right size that the baby calves actually moved better for them then me and Gpa. The kids walked behind the calves and gave a little push every now and then. I wish I had a picture of all three of the kids helping, but I was lucky to get this shot of just Wyatt for today’s Farm Picture Friday. Photography is not allowed when there are jobs that need done. (Which means don’t have a camera in your hand when you are supposed to be working.)
Just goes to show you that sometimes the best help can come in small packages.
Blessings to you and all small packages,
Laurie – Country Link
Here we were again, in the hay-field picking up small square bales of alfalfa. (Ok, they are really long rectangles, but for years history has called them square bales, so that is what we call them.) This time however the temperature was not in the high 90’s and there was a slight breeze, thus making it a nice evening to be in the hay-field. And we all were in the hay-field. Me, Husband, Kids, Gpa, Hired-hand, and Team Hall. Team Hall, my sister, her husband and son, were here to help on a big project that has only taken 25 years to materialize and did not plan on going to the hay-field, but Gpa had other plans. When Gpa says go to the hay-field, you go. With all of the extra help, I was relieved of my usual duties as driver and got to instead take pictures. I have been wanting to take lots of pictures in the hay-field but can not do to the fact that the driver has a very important job, driving.
Let me break it down for you how we haul hay on our farm. First off you have the truck and long flat-bed trailer. The driver, usually me, is to drive slowly and consistently along the hay bales so that the picker upper’s can pick up the bales and put them on the trailer. You go slow so that you do not wear out the guys on the ground doing the picking up and so that you do not throw the stacker, usually my husband, off the trailer as he stacks the hay. Pretty easy, right? Yes and no. When you have a nice evening like we had on Saturday it goes pretty good. When you have 100 plus degrees and no breeze and not enough help, well then things go a little slower.
This night there was only 145 bales, so we could get them all in one load. A few bales were not tight enough and too long, so they were re-baled, but other than that a good night in the field with family.
My brother-in-law and I took a little break while they rebaled the loose bales and made fun of my sister. I know it is not nice, but we love her and she knows that if we did not give her a hard time, then there would be something wrong. And two, she could not hear what we were saying. So I snapped pictures of her doing manual labor, which she tries really hard not to do, and we talked about her. Have I mentioned that I do love my sister? And that I am very proud of her because in less than two weeks she will be walking 60 miles for breast cancer? More of that to come, but this is her third Susan G. Komen Walk for a Cure. Hay, if you can haul hay, you can walk 60 miles, right.
Here are a few more pictures from the hay-field, because again, I don’t usually have the opportunity to just take pictures. I was also watching the kids and making sure that they did not get in the way, or ran over. My sister was a little rusty at the driving in the hay-field bit and she also had help from a three-year old.
Don’t worry I will tell you about the project that has taken 25 years to materialize and I will also share with you our day at the Missouri State Fair. Have lots of pictures to go through first.
Blessings to You,
Laurie – Country Link
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