September 2010

Just a few photos of what I see walking around the property.

Turn here to enter the root cellar

This winter's supply of potatoes

Neighbor's corn field reduced to the pile of silage (on the left) for his cowsThis is the neighbor’s corn field, reduced to a mound of silage, on the left, winter feed for his cattle.


Clouds seen from my front porch

Weird, yet beautiful nightime clouds

Dusk visitors return...........


All is well, and a bit cloudy, at Mountain Meadows this morning.


My husband always said that one of the big differences between being a cop in the big city, and being one in the boonies, is, that in the city,  you don’t often get a call to go check on a ‘cow in the road‘ !

Well, one morning not too long ago, was my turn to make one of those calls!! I was taking the back way, thru the woods and over the mountain, to town, and as I came around a bend in the road I saw a black calf very near the edge, munching on the green grass! He was an accident waiting to happen – and I could not see where he got thru the fence. All the other cows, and probably his mother too, were safely behind the barbed wire fence. I did put in a call to the local PD, but since they are short on manpower, who knows if they made it all the way out there. It is quite remote, and I could not find any houses nearby that might have owned that field.

Apparently, the calf  found his way back in the way he got out, because there were no cows about when I went home.

We have had the neighbor’s calves escape and come over into our field. My van is quite an effective tool in rounding up cattle, as it turns out!!! My horses are quite the “alert” system- since they are none too fond of cows!!!

Last year, while driving home on 42, a rather well traveled road, I saw two horses grazing- right along the edge of the road! Since horses are near and dear to my heart, I quickly made a u-turn and went back. I turned down the nearest road to the horses and started knocking on doors. One woman answered, and she knew all about them being out. She had called a relative to come get them back in. The scary part was, one of the horses was blind- and he had just followed his companion out an unlocked gate to greener pastures!!

We have had two separate instances of horses getting loose, and ending up here- one traveling at least a mile from his home.  I’ve written posts about both incidents- and Little Miss Kitty Comes for a Visit is one of my most read!

We have some hogs across the road from us. Now, my horses had never seen hogs til we moved here. My Fox Trotter, John, the “big guy” , did a total about face and headed for home, the first time he ever saw one!! I was along for the ride too!!

In the three years we have lived here, those hogs have escaped at least once a year. When the creek is low, they just mosey on across in search of new places to graze and root around.

The first year we were here, I saw one HUGE boar, rooting around a trailer not far from my house. He had traveled quite a ways, and was contentedly ruining the lawn near this trailer. Of course, I did not have my camera with me!!!  This hog was bigger that the three men standing around him, who were scratching their heads and wondering how how they were going to get that pig back home!

Recently 2 hogs  escaped and were down on the road near the creek where they crossed over- DH saw them on the way home and alerted the neighbors, who came and rounded them up – how, I don’t know!!!

The other day, as we were coming back from picking potatoes, I glanced over thru the trees – and there were those darn hogs- out again, and wandering around their property. Up the hill, near the little farmhouse – was a whole front yard full of pink piglets!!! I’m guessing the sow wouldn’t venture too far away- since I don’t think the babies could cross the creek yet. This time, I had my camera – so I passed it over to DD, who got some shots of the wandering porkers.

I was out for my morning ride yesterday, and big John was snorting and prancing (unusual for him) and quite intent on “something” beyond the trees, that I could not see.  I’m wondering if it was a hog!

Who said living in the country was dull- NEVER! There is always something going on!!


All is well, and quiet, just before the sun rises, at Mountain Meadows this morning……………………………

POSTSCRIPT:  I kid you not, no sooner did I post this story, here we go again!! My dogs, started barking – the sun had just come up, I thought the deer were out.

I look out the window- and there is Pearl the Percheron- again, wandering across my front pasture!!!

I called her owner, and threw some clothes on. Ran out with some grain (after I took pix of her strolling across my front “yard”) and enticed her into the front paddock. Didn’t take too much convincing- where’s there’s food, there’s Pearl!!!

These pix don’t show you how immense she is, but go back to a previous post

to see her winter visit- and you’ll get an idea of how large she really is!!

This visit did not upset my “boys” too much – they were all very interested in her. Altho’, the “old man” got zapped by the electric fence in his excitement to meet the big lady!! Poor guy!!

I walked back over the dry river bed with her owner- I had a bowl of grain to keep her moving in the right direction. It was cold out this  morning – real fall weather! Turns out one of their other horses escaped also – but in another neighbor’s field. So, with Miss Pearl safely behind “bars”, I left  the other capture to the owner, and  went back across the creek to home and breakfast!!

Death is a part of life. Life inevitably ends up at death’s doorstep. There is nothing you can do about it.

I, for one, try not to dwell on it! I am still of the mind that it will NEVER happen to me!! But, if I think too long, I start to worry about it!!

Living on the farm, death is apparent more often than one would like! I don’t mean this to be a morbid post, but just mulling about life as it happens!

Death might be as random as a robin not getting enough lift during take off and colliding with the hood of the car. That happened one morning this spring, and really upset me, because the robin had a mouthful of worms- so we knew he or she was heading back to the nest.

Another time, despite my best efforts to avoid it, I ran over a rabbit in the road. My daughter tried to console me-” it’s the circle of life, mom”. Maybe so, but I did not want the part as the Grim Reaper in this circle!!!

In my vegetable garden, a wren  fell into a plastic bin of rainwater, and unable to get out for whatever reason, drowned.

In another wren incident, 2 wren fledglings, were taking their first leaps of freedom from the nest in the eaves of the barn. In direct line of their flight that day, was the horses’ water bucket. Both babies made a splash landing, what are the odds? I have since removed that water bucket!

We have resident bunnies, with babies that  entertain us every evening with their cavorting and antics. Mr Green Jeans was forbidden to mow, until the babies were out of the nests. Last year, we had a ghastly accident, with the mower running over a well hidden nest-there was only one survivor. I like to think that he (or she) is one of those bunny mamas (or daddies)leaping and tumbling  in our meadow!!

The husband did find one of the baby bunnies, looking for all the world like he was sound asleep, and he was, VERY asleep. The husband was sure he did not run him over, and he’s probably right, the bunny was in an area that was not too easy for the mower to get to.  It is survival of the fittest in nature, and obviously, this little guy did not meet nature’s  qualifications, for whatever reason.

Something possessed me, and I bought two fantail goldfish last year! I did NOT need goldfish, but……. One started having issues within 24 hours, and died overnight. I REALLY do not need to be worrying about a fish dying, but I did!! While back in the store for something else the next morning, the clerk INSISTED that she give me a replacement. So, I worried about these two fish, spent too much money filtering and aerating their water. They have since passed. No more fish!!!

I lost my precious Miss Lilly several months ago from cancer. When I walk past her little halter and fly mask hanging on the barn wall, I can still see her face pushing thru the gate for treats.

Life is very apparent in the blossoming flowers, the greening trees, and the seedlings pushing thru the rock hard soil. For some of them, their lifespan is but a single season, for others life spans a generation.

Life, and how long you get, is different for each individual. You have to make the most of what you are given. Living out here has made me more aware of that, and not just my own mortality. But, believe me, I still worry about that from time to time!! LOL


All is well, thoughtful and peaceful, at Mountain Meadows tonite…………

nighttime prayer

Whoa! What is that????

working on the "sanctuary"

Weeds grow well in the drought.....

drought plus aged tree equals only ONE!


crow skull discovered

box turtle remains


the top layer just peels off, leaving the white carapace and plastron

And, if we hadn’t already figured it out…………Smokey is down the road to warn us:

Only YOU can prevent forest fires......!


All is well, dry, windy and crispy, at Mountain Meadows this Labor Day weekend.