Desert Weyr Blog
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Rocks and Holes
Unfortunately, I spoke too soon about the rocks. Together, the second hole and the trench ended up uncovering a whole nest of them. Some were too big for our tractor to pick up, but Ken was at least able to push them around a bit. It’s amazing how far down nine feet is. The forms… Continue reading
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Summer Pasture, Rambo, and Rambutt
It’s time for late summer grazing. The bare patch in the pasture is where we burned the prunings this year. I need to find a different way to deal with the pruning debris, because it hurts the pasture when we burn it. Here are Rambo and his buddy Rambutt. Rambutt is the one looking at… Continue reading
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Weighing the Hay
All of the first-cutting hay is in. John came down to weigh some bales so that we could pay for it. We buy the hay by weight, not by the bale. The first cut ended up being 664 bales, or 19.3 tons. During good years, we usually get about 45 tons of hay from the… Continue reading
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Yarn and Winter Knits
We got the yarn back from our local wool mill in Palisade. I had pure Black Welsh in bulky and sport weight, blended Black Welsh and Polypay in bulky, and some pure Polypay in bulky and sport weight. They all came out looking very nice. I want to make a hat for Joe Sperry from… Continue reading
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Two Cats in the Yard and Summer Flowers
Bart brought his big backhoe up to dig the holes for the new solar panels. Orange decided to supervise, so we have two cats in the yard now. A buck showed up to watch the proceedings, too. I don’t know if we have deer tags yet, but he might be a tasty buck if we… Continue reading
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Summer Chickens
The laying chickens are having a lot of fun running around and catching all the bugs they can. Continue reading
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Meat Delivery
We picked up the next batch of kolbassi today. Now, there will be plenty of brats for Revolution Brewing this summer. Continue reading
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No Rocks… So Far!
The first hole is dug, and we have no rocks to speak of yet. This is a first for Garvin Mesa! Unfortunately, it probably means there are a bunch more lurking in the next hole… Continue reading
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Independence Day
It’s the third of July. Our town has flags out on the main bridge. I love looking at them. We’re getting ready for farm tours, so I have signs out to talk to people about our livestock protection dogs. Continue reading
