A hodge lodge of sundry snapshots from our homestead in September….
Phoebe ate a few. And I pre-sprouted even more! That is a whole lot of peas, isn’t it?
I harvested a few. And Lydia lost not one, but two while biting into a raw bean from the garden! (She lost another tooth since then… in the garden… but it was not a Bean Related Tooth Loss.)
They’re what a bit of August & a smidge of October, but ALL of September is about! They consumed me, and I’m ok with that.
A couple of pumpkins plus a pun’kin (with a dirt beard).
She informed me that she would like to be a farmer when she grows up… a flower farmer. I shall encourage that, I do believe. I would have enjoyed that myself.
I’m of the opinion that late summer into fall happens to be the best time for nature study. Lots of bugs, plants, and more to explore, but the caterpillars and the butterflies are always a source of excitement. They raised a Swallowtail… with a second that appears to going to overwinter. I’ve been counting Monarchs. Two. I’ve seen two this year. That’s some scary business my friends.
I asked Chloe what she was doing stringing yarn up all over the house. She said, “Making paddocks.”
My ranchers on their horse.
And the audience at Milk O’Clock.
We noticed that Stella kept laying down all day. It progressed into limping and though we tried looking again and again, couldn’t see anything wrong with her foot. No swelling, nothing. Holly was needing to have her nails done anyway, so we had the farrier come out and give her a pedicure and while he was here check out poor Stella. While working on her, he found an abscess on the hoof that he scraped away under which was a large puncture wound! Fluids were flying. He cleaned it up, packed it with a drawing salve, wrapped it in gauze & duct tape, and said it should stay on for about a week. Times up and the wrap is still there and Stella? She’s as good as new! No limping at all. We’re so thankful to the Lord that we didn’t just blow it off and let time do it’s healing! After all, she is our only pregnant cow (and my favorite one to boot!)
My Juicy Pork Chop turned six. Six. SIX. Made all the more unreal because I wrote my first blog post when he was 4 months old.
What did September hold for you and your family?