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Monday, June 1, 2015

Breakfast in Bed


Good grief, how can it be June already! I know that summer isn't technically here, but summertime is so fleeting and up here in the Northwoods, we know we've usually got 5 good months, so we'd better make the most of them.

As usual, I like to share glimpses of our farm and our neighborhood.

From top, left, going clockwise:

Phlox, which are growing wild in the ditches this time of year, at least the ones the township hasn't yet mowed. They're so delicate and pretty. The township is pretty aggressive about mowing every possible plant that could interfere with the snowplow, come next winter. Up here, we have to have wide ditches so that there's someplace to push all that snow.

Yes, like that.
A not-distant-enough memory

Heifers from a small, grazing herd that I passed on the way to Sand Creek the other day.

Chopper boxes, waiting to be useful. I noticed last night that there is now only one. No surprise, for the alfalfa is growing like crazy in this weather.

Breakfast in bed.  Misty, my little dog (I call her little because she's the smaller of the two dogs), can no longer hear or see, and her sense of smell is diminished. Sometimes I have to take breakfast to her. On the other hand, if I open a can of chicken, she manages to get to the kitchen and underfoot in no time at all. Hmmm.  And speaking of breakfast in bed, I don't know how anyone can tolerate it.

 Breakfast in Bed

The Blue Pallet: For some odd reason, that looks like a work of art to me. I love the weathered wood and the pretty hyacinth blue. I have no idea where it came from, but now it's on the stack of pallets near the wood pile. I think I should use it for something. I'm waiting for inspiration.

Flowers: Pink petunias and heliotrope. They're so pretty together. We had a threat of frost Saturday night, so they're going to be planted today. I'm glad I didn't plant the tomatoes and peppers yet. Typical of Wisconsin, we need to wait until June if we don't want to cover our plants with blankets to protect them from frost.

Chopper boxes on a rainy afternoon



Sweet little grandson and his daddy popped in for a visit.


Saturday evening, threat of frost.
Time to drag out all those sheets and blankets for the garden.
Covering the green beans and the strawberries
Leaving the peas to fend for themselves, uncovered. 

Update: It did not freeze Saturday night after all. It was 38 degrees at 4:30 AM Sunday morning. I always have mixed feelings when that happens. So glad that it didn't freeze, and yet a little annoyed at the same time. LOL


Hope you have a great Monday, friends!


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Thursday, May 10, 2012

Barns of Northwest Wisconsin

 One of my favorite barns

Just about a mile up the road is this little white barn. I can't count how many times I've driven past that barn, and each time I enjoy its charm. See those heifers? Aren't they cute? And each time I go past that barn it makes me sad, for the north end of it is caving in, and it won't be long before the entire barn has collapsed. As I've mentioned in other posts about barns, our winters are harsh and our frost can go down as deep as eight feet in a severely cold winter. When springtime comes, those barns that haven't been occupied by cattle (that keep them warm,) suffer the heave and thaw of the ground beneath them, causing the structure to be compromised and then eventually, to collapse.

For some reason, the photo above seems like it should accompany a James Whitcomb Riley poem, like maybe 'The Raggedy Man.' (I'll have to put that in another post. It's one of my favorites!)


Doghouse for a cute little Springer Spaniel

I may just put some of these barn photos into a coffee table book so that years from now our great grandchildren can see what used to be a common feature on the landscape in NW Wisconsin.

If any of you have never visited a small dairy barn, I hope you'll do so before they're all gone. And if you have, I'd love to hear your reminiscences. :-)

P.S. Kevin's watching Nova, a program about 'supertwisters,' in the other room. I had to get out of there. There's only so much of that I can stand to watch!

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