T Minus Eight And Counting

Sunday afternoon Mike and I were working on the mess on the top of the hill that is our property line, barb wire fence line and wind-ravaged, fallen and broken trees that litter the ridge line. He cut through a few fallen wild cherry trees and was going to pull them out of the way when strands of barb wire ended up wound up in and around the tracks of the logging bulldozer.

With him inching the dozer forward and backward while I tugged at the broken strands, we were able to free the dozer to once again attack the criss-cross tangle of trees and fencing. Continue reading

Nearly Stuck In The Mess

Brushy forest with damaged treesMike had a path to my left all cleared with the blade of the bulldozer so I could get into the area to assess the prospects of finding and retrieving the downed barb wire, property border line.

I had worked my way into theĀ  thick underbrush, downed trees and kept a watchful eye above for leaning trees and broken tops. It’s hard to see from all the green growth growing waist high but there are about ten large cherry trees either down or nearly down flung around like Pixie Sticks. Most of them are laying right on top of the wires of the fence. All the damage has left a lot of light to flood into the open spaces of the canopy and onto the forest floor, the growth spurt from the last few years is like a jungle. Getting my way out of the woods is as hard as it was getting into the area of the fenceline. Continue reading

First Wagon Load Of Hay Disappointing

Stack of hay that was wobbly fell over in barnAll the cleaning and prep work to get the barn ready for the loads of hay to be stacked in neat rows went to heck as the very first stack of hay shifted as it was plopped into place.

The placement of the stacks that are next to the manger need to be far enough away so the bigger cows cannot reach their long necks in to tug bits of hay out of the stack. There have been many occasions where beautiful stacks were toppled during the fall and winter when a cow could work enough spears of hay out of the stacked bales to weaken the stack and topple the pile. Who needs wooden blocks when there is a game of Cow Jenga going on in the barn? Continue reading