Yesterday I made another gate from the pasture into the vegetable garden. There is lots of stuff growing there that shouldn't, so may as well let the cows eat it before turning it over and planting. After milking I opened it so the cows could go in, and they all did except Butterscotch and Big Red. Butterscotch is bawling, looking at the others eating green stuff on the other side of the fence, but even after I tried coaxing her through, and then chasing her through the new gate, she didn't want to know. Oh well, she's going to have to figure it out by herself, it's far too hot and muggy out there to be chasing silly cows ! Little Red is through but her calf hasn't figured it out either. I think its the high row of green where the fence used to be that is disconcerting to them.
The heavy storm the night before last blew the roof off Little Africa. Broke the top beam, split the roof in 2 and blew one into the fencing behind the chicken house, the other on the other side of the treeline before the back yard. Rather banged up, so will have to go and do a little metal work.
It's hot and muggy. The milk parlour had moisture on the floor and it's dripping from everything. Dolly had to step carefully this morning, it's easier to slip when it's wet and she knows it.
My trees arrived via UPS, so need to dig 3 more holes so that I can plant. Putting the post-hole digger onto the tractor is going to be tough, should have asked Herbie to do it for me yesterday, but then I didn't know the trees would arrive today.
Running low on milk here on the farm. Have just enough for the current herd-share owners, but nothing extra to make yoghurt and the lambs are drinking lots as well. Later today I'm probably going to have to mix them some formula. Put them in with the other sheep, but silly things don't realise that 7 of those sheep have milk, including their mum.
The guineas are laying behind the mulch bales that Herbie moved to the vegetable garden for me. Counted 20 eggs there yesterday. They are notoriously bad mothers, last year they laid about 200 eggs in 4 different places but never sat or hatched any. Herbie thinks we only have 4 females so the eggs are infertile, but I thought we had 1 boy. Am seriously thinking about farming the guineas instead of the chickens - they taste better although they are dark meat, they eat more insects and ticks, they are wonderful watchbirds and they don't scratch like chickens. And they make me smile.
My Coke is finished and I've cooled down after my last outside stint, so shou