Bobbing For Apples

Hubby was given a whole lot of apples.
More than 50lbs worth.
Nice apples too.
So, I sorted into “wine,” “eating” and “livestock” piles.
And then, we sent the Merry Mares bobbing for apples…

Astrid thought this was pretty awesome…until she snuffled in a nose full of water.
Then, not so fun!

Pretty Sable…I love her natural black eyeliner…looks so good on her. πŸ™‚

😍😍😍😍

Sable looks disgusted at how deep Ruby was willing to go for an apple. lol

Got it!!
Nom nom nom

She’s rather dedicated when it comes to food.
πŸ˜‰

We still have half a 5 gallon pail for the horses, a crisper full for humans, and I just pulled the bag of apple mush out of the fermenting wine. That made little piggies very, very happy!

Next wine prospect…
Either concord grape or banana.
Or, maybe I’ll mix the 2.
Because that might just be interesting.
πŸ˜‰

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Thankful Thursday

Things I am thankful for this week:

Sable eating her cookie…with previcox hidden inside. πŸ˜‰

a. Flax/apple cookies.
They make giving her a pill soooooo much easier.

Eating a bouquet of alfalfa flowers…

2. Fancy molasses. And oats.
Since she’s been on antibiotic pills instead of shots, we’ve had to be creative with getting them into her.
Without a fight, that is.
Molasses and oats in her beet pulp, with her ground up pills and it all gets slurped up in record time.

Trying to steal Ruby’s alfalfa bouquet…

c. She’s feeling better.
A whole lot better.
But, she’s also coming onto the last couple of days of antibiotics and I’m nervous about whether or not she’s going to stay better or relapse…

Garden tomatoes…

d. Fresh tomatoes from the garden.
This is the biggest haul of red tomatoes we’ve had since we moved to the Farm. It’s been challenging (to say the least) the get the garden off the ground. Especially since I had the whole technique down pat in the city…
It’s getting better every year, and that’s something to be thankful for.

Astrid enjoying her flowers while Ruby looks on…

5. Finally, these 2 jokers.
Because as hard as last Friday was, Astrid was right there to comfort Sable and make sure she was okay.
Thankfully, our vet was understanding about herd bound fools and as long as she was out of the way, she could stay.
And Ruby has been *my* rock while Sable was sick.
When your normal leaning rock of a horse needs to lean on you for a while and you need to lean somewhere too, well it was nice Ol’ Painty Face stepped up and let me use her to brush out some stress and anxiety on…

Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday.

Grooming

I caught these 2 having a girl’s spa moment last night…

While Sable had her own “scratch my back” moment in the background…

This went on until I tried to open the back door for pictures…I was hoping for better shots than these, which I took through the bathroom window…but, as soon as I opened the door, all 3 went in different directions.

Somehow, I’m not surprised.
Brats.

Catching y’all up…

I’ve been working on writing this post now for a few days…
There seems to be so much going on, that I don’t know where to start, or how to put things into words.
And yet, its typical summer time things…

Weed/water the garden
Care for the animals
Cut, rake, bale hay
Clean the house
Make the meals
Clean the kitchen
Start again the next day…

I’m finding myself exhausted before the day even begins.
And I’m trying really hard *not* to whine about it.
Which is a huge part of why writing this post has sat and sat and sat…

I am very happy to share that the garden is on track to produce the best crop this year.
We should have a bumper crop of bush beans, if flowers are any indication.
There are crazy amounts of flowers on the zucchini…I’m so excited for a lot of zucchini. I think I’m probably the only person in the world who *hopes* for a huge zucchini crop.
I love it in everything. And now, I’ve found a pickle recipe that uses zucs instead of cukes! I so want to try that!

Daily watering has made a huge difference.
That’s something I struggle with, because we haven’t yet fixed the hose tap on the house, so we’re running a hose from the yard hydrant over by the garage.
That’s a couple hundred feet…and my hose is holy.
OMG
That sounds like a terrible country song!!

“Waterin’ ma garden
With a holy hose
I’m waterin’ more weeds
Than ma tomatoes”

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Point is…I need a new hose. Or a few to put together, that won’t water the weeds while I’m trying to water the food forest.

Oh and we had a heat wave the last week or so…
It was hotter than…well, it was hot.
We lost almost half of our meat chicks.
Talk about frustration.
These guys are supposed to be our winter food, but if I lose them early, it makes it so much harder to get enough put up to feed everyone through to next year.
I did contact the hatchery and had a good chat with the owner, who gave me some tips for next time.
Fingers crossed that all grow well for us now!

Sable is feeling much better!
Though I’ll tell you, she’s probably so sick of me by now.
I’m all over her ever day to make sure she’s feeling better.
I have been so worried about her…let me tell you, lose one and it breaks your confidence. Or, at least it did mine.
So, I’m trying not to be a pain in the Vet’s ass, while still trying to make sure that our Cinder-Bella is healthy.
Add into that my ridiculous anxiety about making phone calls…sweet merciful crap, now *that’s* a pain in the ass!
Like when we finished Sable’s shots, and we found she was losing skin in spots…I had to call and find out if this was a side effect of the drugs, or was this something else.
Then, we found the same thing going on with Ruby on her chest.
Turns out, it was reactions to horsefly bites.
Something I should have recognized, and been able to handle without a vet call, but I panicked.
Jeez, I’ve always prided myself on not being “that owner” who calls over every little thing…yet, here I am.

But, the good thing about the Girl’s skin…
I did a betadine scrub on them, to clean up the loose skin, coated them in SWAT (to protect from the damn bugs) and now everyone is good again.
All the hair has grown back in.
So I’m lighting daily smudges, as the wind allows.
That’s the only thing that’s effectively combating the stupid horse flies. That layer of smoke on the mare’s coats gives them a couple of hours protection after they leave the safety of the smudge smoke.

I did get a chance to photograph a lovely prairie sunset the other day:

See the mares at the bottom?
❀

So, y’know, I’m trying to focus on the beauty and splendor of country living, instead of whining all the time.
LOL
Sometimes though, it feels like all I’m doing is whining.
πŸ˜‰

Soon enough, harvest will happen.
*Then* I’ll whine, out loud, often and with gusto.
As we put chickens and pigs in the freezer, I pull out the pressure canner for veggies, and tomato products, and with a whole lotta Bambi Dancing luck, we get a deer or two to add to the freezer.
Then I’ll be whiney and tired, more than I am now, and I’ll be longing for the quite days of hay, weeding and watering.

Winter is coming.

Farm Yard Excitement

Wednesday was an exciting day here.
It didn’t start out that way, but shortly after The Kid got on the school bus, things went a little…interesting.

After I let the birds out, fed and watered them, I came in to finish up some photo editing and uploads…check out the newest album of Great Train Robbery photos here:
Cookie’nCream Photography

So, I’m getting ready to upload, windows are open, it’s quiet…until I hear the mares…squealing and whinnying.
At first, I figure it just them playing…they do that, every now and then, squeal and be silly with each other.
But then, it happens again, with a bit more urgency.
That’s when I got up and looked out the window…

I saw what I thought was a huge dog running into the yard.
It was no dog.
It was this:

Ain’t he something?

I have no idea where he came from, or who he belongs to.
I did learn mighty fast though, that he was a stud.
That’s what all the squealing was about.
Oh! Yay!
Said no full size mare owner ever when a mini stud arrives out of nowhere.

So, the first order of business was to get the little goober secured, safely away from the mares and safely away from the road.
*sigh*
Not fun when you’re one person with a grain bucket to lead a horny little devil *away* from 3 increasingly horny girls.

I needed backup.
I called out Hubby.
Once he got home, the plan was to lead our gentlest, yet most interested mare across the driveway, and let him follow her into the front pasture. Once they were in, Hubby would lead Astrid out and I’d close the gate.
It all went to plan, until he stuck his nose right up Astrid’s business and she double-barreled him.
Hahahahaha!!

He went rolling over backwards, popped up and started prancing…
“See!!! I *am* man enough for you, Mare! I can take a hit!”
Thankfully he wasn’t hurt physically…maybe his over inflated pride was, but his body was just fine.
LOL

Hubby led Astrid back across the drive, while I closed the gate…little shit tried charging me, but got a sound whap on his pretty little nose from the lunge whip.
Yup, I get it.
My mares make you want to bring your milkshake to their yard, but it ain’t happening!

By this time, we were all tired, fried from the sun, Sketchy Pete (which is what I was calling him) needed some (more) water and damn, but I needed a beer!
But, still work to do…
I had called the RCMP earlier and posted his picture on FB (hoping someone in the area might know him and come get him), and now had to get a hold of Animal Control.
Hubby went off the visit the closest vet clinic, hoping maybe they knew the little jerk.
Nope, nothing there either.

Thankfully, Animal Control got back to me in pretty short order, and once they had a trailer lined up, they came and we got him loaded up.

So far, I don’t know if anyone has come forward for him.
Too bad, if they haven’t.
He was a cute little thing, and I’m sure with a gelding, he’ll have great potential for a kid’s pet…

13

Monday was Cookie’s 13th birthday.
I had in my mind for a while, long before she passed, that I wanted to do a cake smash with her.
This was supposed to be her year for it…

Instead, her herdmates enjoyed her cake for her.
Seems like it should have been a bittersweet shoot, but it turned out to be great fun. ❀

Hubby offers some cake to Sable…

He mighta smooshed it into her muzzle a wee bit…being it’s a cake smash and all… πŸ˜‰

Ruby’s turn…you can see icing on Astrid’s muzzle…

That tongue…lol!

And then Hubby set the cake down, so all 3 could enjoy it at once…

Ruby:
“Y’know what I like?”

“CAAAAAAKKKKEEE!”

And then our dear sweet Blonde Girl had a moment with her friend’s halter…
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