After 46 years of living on the same property, I have grown used to the changes in the seasons and what to expect. With that being said, I still see things that make me smile. While mowing areas of the back yard that grows tall before each mowing, (something I need to work on) I had a chance to watch my two young dogs “hunt” grasshoppers. They were finding great sport in following the mower, waiting for the larger hoppers to take off in flight. At that point they would run at full speed leaping into the air to catch their prey. While the success rate was not high, they were persistent and caught a satisfying amount. Upon a successful catch, each young dog would delight in chewing the crunchy snack. Why they crave this snack I don’t know, but there is a lot of things dogs eat that baffle me.
While checking the cattle today I brought my son David along. Last summer we worked together to get the beef project going along with the farmers market adventure. While checking the cattle and fences, he noticed some well shaped rocks he believes came from Native American camps around Grass Lake. He took pictures and plans on showing them to contacts at Yale. We have found several artifacts in the past, including a rock shaped to fit a hand for grinding last year. My grandfather Conrad Vaplon also found several arrowheads while tilling the soil. As for the cattle? They contently chewed their cud and drank some fresh water, then moved on to the next project of eating more salad bar. Ahhh the peacefulness of pasture production.
Here I begin my new journey into blogging about the day to day happenings on our ranch. Whether it be the current weather affecting the animals and pastures, or outside influences of markets and technology, I will give my comments on them here. I’m looking forward to it!