Thankful Thursday

I am thankful we have our Farm.

I am thankful for all the animals.
Food ones, pets, working animals.
All of them.

I am thankful that our animals have no idea of what’s going on out in the world.
I am thankful that it will stay that way.

I am thankful that we can grow our own food.
I am thankful that we can grow *a lot* of our own.
And that we can preserve it for winter.
And the the bulk of our veggies come from heirloom plants that I can save seeds from.

The world…
It’s getting uglier out there.
I read a FB post today where a local business, a computer repair guy, is literally demanding people show him proof of their c-19 shot in order for him to render services.
Anyone who isn’t willing to prove they’re had the shot, or show proof from their doctor that they can’t have it, will not be able to use his services.

My head is reeling from this.
People are congratulating him, saying it’s the “right and responsible” thing to do.
Did I not say medical discrimination was coming?
And who the eff does some computer tech guy think he is that he’s demanding access to personal medical records??

But this is what we’ve become.
The govt fosters this attitude with their pushing of shot passports to travel and attend events.
It won’t be long before it’s to work, to get health care, to buy groceries.
And anyone who might be hesitant or flat out can’t get it is discriminated against.
Think I’m wrong?
Again, people are *praising* this guy for medical discrimination.

At no time in history when humans have set a random group of people apart as “other” and “undesirable” has it ever turned out well.
Not.
Once.

We are on the brink of it happening again.
Whether people want to admit it, choose to see it, or not.

And I am grateful that, in the very least, I can take care of my family.
For how long?
I don’t know.

Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday
(and I really am thankful, even if the post has a bit of a doomed tone to it)

Thankful Thursday

Yeah, today is thankful Thursday.
I’m not feeling extremely thankful today though…

It’s cold.
It’s day I-don’t-even-know-any-more of extreme cold warnings. Which means it’s much colder than typical for this time of year.
I guess Mother Nature is catching us up for the nice weather we had back in December and January.
There’s always a cost, right?

So that hay we’ve been doing so well on?
Blowing through a bale every 3ish days.
But mares gotta eat, or they don’t stay warm.
A cold horse in this weather dies.
Not on my fucking watch, if I can help it.
So eating my Merry Mares have been.
And then there’s the waterer…*sigh*
I feel like it’s always something, know what I mean?
The winds were savage for a while, and the damn thing kept freezing over.
And then it froze at the spigot.
That means standing there in the freezing cold, with a hair dryer to thaw it…with 3 toddlers dying of thirst, even though I just brought them buckets of warm water from the house to drink, but they be dyin’ and I be cryin’ because my hands are cold and I’m hopin’ I can get the water running before the hair dryer conks out…
*sigh*
Get horses, she thought…
It’ll be fun, she thought…
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
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Egg production is waaaaaaay down too.
Where I was getting 50-60 eggs a day, now I’m getting 8. If I’m lucky.
People want eggs.
I don’t have much eggs.
I’m just barely making regulars and that’s because I had some stocked up from last week…but now we’re low because 8 effing eggs a day.
60ish hens.
But they’re eating and drinking and trying to stay warm.
Ain’t so easy even with a heat lamp and deep straw.

Today we found we’d lost a duck baby.
Again it’s the cold.
We can feed ’em, we can make sure there’s fresh water, and draft free coops and heat lamps and damn if some aren’t gonna just die on us anyways.
But ya sure feel like shit when it happens.

And then, just to cap off the craptastic shitstorm that is February, I have to go to the dentist.
While to some that’s not a big deal, for some of us it is.
I have a tooth that has to come out, but need a dentist that won’t make me wear a mask (got that) and will let my Hubby in the room too (can’t do that yet…fuck the govt, because it’s their shit restrictions) because y’all….this woman does not do well without her support person…
So I get to stay living with this fucking thing until the shitty restrictions open up enough that I can have my person in the room while having the dental work done.
Looking at the way the hand wringing from the “experts” is going, that oughta be sometime in 2037.
Think I’ll just tie a string to the tooth, tie the other end to Ruby’s halter and give my girl a big ol’ smack on the bum…that oughta yob that fucker right out of my mouth.
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And if I die, they can list me as a covid death.

I guess I should still be thankful…
My Hubby is still working and is able to get his teeth fixed (thank goodness! he’s had problems with his mouth since I’ve known him).
We have plenty of food in the house.
The house is warm.
We’re still able to share our bounty with those who need it.
All in all, as frustrated and cold and tired as we are, we’re still grateful for all that we have.

But for this weekend, I’m just done.

Here’s a picture of cats…Hobbes in front, Trouble in back.

Sharing with Sandee at Comedy Plus and Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday.

Happy Spring

First day of Spring today.

My pepper seeds are popping up through the soil.
They’re up enough that it was time to turn the lights on.

Tomorrow night we take the turners out of the incubators and they go on lock down until hatching…which should start Sunday/Monday and finish by Wednesday.
Then we’re on a break until the 5th of April.
I’ll fire up the incubators again then, so that hatching will coincide with the delivery date of our meat chicks and turkey poults.
Yup, I’m gonna take the plunge and try raising turkeys this year.
Wish me luck!
lol

I’ve been reading Gabe Brown’s book “From Dirt to Soil” and had a bit of an epiphany when he talked about their personal gardens..

He talks about planting flowers in the food gardens to attract pollinators.
And the light bulb went on for me!
See, I’m a “grow all the foods!!” kinda gal, so I never really paid much attention to flowers.
But it makes sense that flowers to attract pollinators will help increase food crop yields, right?
D’Oh!
And then I started thinking about edible flowers.
Or flowers I can use in soaps.
Or feed to the poultry.
And then it made some sense to plant flowers along side my veggies.

So that’s what I’m planning this year.
I have an abundance of marigold seeds, so I’ll start a bunch of them in a few weeks.
And there will be, of course, sunflowers.
We’ll see what else I can find to add.
Hopefully some violas (johnny-jump-ups) because they re-seed and spread like crazy. And they’re pretty. And tasty too.
I may also let a mint run rampant in the garden too…

I think I’ll also be harvesting our dandelions a little harder this year.
Young greens for salads, older greens for cooking/canning.
Flowers for wine/mead.
Not the roots.
I tried dandelion root coffee once and did not like it.
Besides, digging roots takes away the renewable plant for other uses.
It’s an abundant resource we have, and I’m going to use it.

But for now, it’s just dreams and plans.
We’re still under a bunch of snow and will be for another month at least.

Happy Spring!

Dozing in the sunshine…

Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday…because I know how blessed I am to have, not only these resources to use, but the ability to use them.

Oh, Hello!

How do you know it’s Spring at Midnight Calico Farm?

Because all the feral/stray/other farm cats show up here looking for a meal.

This fellow:

Appeared in the garage a while ago…
Maybe a month?
Maybe more.
They’re always really sketchy when they first arrive.
Then they learn that food arrives twice daily up at the house.
If you miss those meals, you have to hunt.

He’s been here long enough to know about meals.
He’s been here long enough to know about drinking from the horse trough.

So now the plan is to try and trap him and get him in for neutering.
As always, boys are welcome to stay so long as they’re not hormonal assholes who beat up the other cats.
So far, it seems he’s young enough that the raging hormones haven’t taken over.
Plus it helps that all my girls are fixed too.
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Oh and his name?
Hobbes.
Because he absolutely looks like the wonderful stuffed tiger from my favorite comic strip ever, Calvin and Hobbes.

Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday
and
Oak Hill Homestead for the Simple Homestead Blog Hop.

Area 51 North

There’s a teeny place in the middle of Manitoba.
A place where it’s rumored that the aliens have landed.
On more than one occasion.

That’s right, Oak Hammock Marsh, is rumored to be a hotbed of alien activity.

Area 51 North, if you will.

And so when we looked out into our back yard (which may, or may not be, within alien distance to the Marsh) and saw this lovely Palomalien standing there, we had no choice…

The Kid had to go and try to tame the beauty!

It didn’t take long for The Kid to get a leash on her…

A soft voice and quiet hand and that Palomalien was ready for The Kid to touch her face.

Not sure what the leash attached to her meant, The Kid used a cookie to explain to the Palomalien what she wanted her to do…

And when the Palomalien understood, The Kid offered her the sweetest treat yet.
Her very own bright red apple to enjoy!

Oh and enjoy the Palomalien did!!
So much so that she followed The Kid readily to her new shelter.
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Another bite of apple to cement the friendship, and the Palomalien was completely smitten with The Kid.
So when The Kid asked her to stand just so…
I jumped at the chance to take a portrait photo of our wonderful new Palomalien.

Never let anyone tell you aliens aren’t real.
We know they are.
We know…
The truth is out there.
In Area 51 North.

Sharing for Thankful Thursday with Brian’s Home.
I am so grateful for our Palomalien.
Not a lot of aliens would be okay with photoshoots like this, but this one?
Oh yeah.
Plus, the Palomalien and The Kid turned 19 and this was their annual birthday photoshoot.
So I’m thankful my Kid was (albeit grudgingly) willing to pose in front of the camera. πŸ˜‰

Also sharing with Word of the Day Challenge for Kick, because holy moly did I get a kick out of doing this shoot.
And the editing.
I swear I giggled like a fool going through the images.
The Palomalien and her Kid are incredibly cute together.

Finally…
Happy 19th birthday to our Old Lady and our Young Lady.
May they have many many more happy years together.
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Muse

Used to be Cookie was my muse
Just about every photoshoot, while it may have started with Sable, became about whether or not I could get Cookie to do as I asked.
She didn’t have a whole lot of equine interest in humans (she didn’t care for humans much…as long as the food kept coming), so winning her over was a tough task.

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But, with time, patience and a few (okay, a LOT) of treats, I won her over and I did thinks like ^^^ this to her…and she let me. ❀

Well then, she up and died on me.
And I was left without a muse.

Ahhhh, but that Ruby…
Ruby has neatly stepped into the role as my muse.
Because what’s more fun than a paint horse who doubles as a unicorn in disguise?

Whatcha want?

So now Ruby gets to be the focus of her own photoshoots…she does have her own Instagram account, after all. πŸ˜‰
But yeah, I’m grateful that she’s decided that The Food Lady ain’t so bad.
Before she was pretty ambivalent to me.
Now she’s decidedly a Mama Suck.
I think it’s good for both of us.
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Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday
and
Word of the Day Challenge for Muse.

Throwback Thursday

It’s cold.
It’s windy.
Which makes it more cold.
I’m a cranky ball of cold today.
So I was thumbing threw some old photos and found these from 2015…

My Cookie…look by her bum…

Yup, that’s my Felix under her tail.

Oh how he *loved* playing in her tail!

My 2 black and white ones.
They were so damn special.
He played in her tail like that for a good 1/2 hour…
She didn’t even consider getting up.
She just kept napping.
He wasn’t even gentle…he has full claws out on her rump!

All done playing…thanks Lady for the good times!

And away he went to climb the tree…

I lost him to a stinking coyote, her to a ruptured aorta, but I guarantee they found each other again in the Summerlands.
And one day, we’ll all be together again and I’ll get to laugh at their antics once more.
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Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday.
Even though they’re both gone, I am so thankful to have been blessed with these two amazing creatures in my life.

Temptation

There was some serious temptation on my part to take the camera outside today…
The light is stunning.
It’s clear, it’s cold, the snow is sparkling…
Absolutely beautiful.
BUT
It’s warmed up to a balmy -30*c
Which, considering we were hovering right around -39*c before the windchill overnight, is lovely.
And tomorrow is supposed to reach -11*c.
So, it’s cold, but beautiful.
Too cold for me to want to haul my camera out…
I’m a bit of a wuss these days.
Or, it could be because I already spent an hour and a half out there doing chores, and I really just wanted to come in for a hot cup of coffee…or 6.
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Hopefully tomorrow I’ll get out to do some shooting.
I still have my Capture52 image to do for this week, and I’ve run out of recent edited images to share here and on Instagram.
And now I’ve learned from a weather alert that we have some strange weather coming. Listed as a “strong weather disturbance” I’m not too sure what to expect.
lol

But for today it’s cold, and I will share some of my favorite sunrise images with you to offset that…


The Palomino Princess at sunrise…

Best friends



Sharing with Word of the Day Challenge for Temptation
and
Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday…because I am thankful we are over the halfway mark of January.
Spring is coming y’all.
We can do this.
I promise.
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Ruby’s New Year’s Wish

Just over a year ago, I took a leap and started an instagram account for Ruby, our Painted Unicorn.
There she describes her self as:

“I’m a slightly alcoholic Fat Girl
I’m πŸ¦„β›¦Majesticβ›¦πŸ¦„ af
Ain’t no rainbows and moonbeams type unicorn
More like a cussin’, beer and whiskey kinda gal”

It’s all in fun, of course. πŸ˜‰
Keeps me with my camera in hand as much as possible, and well…it gives me a chance to do some odd ball shoots with her.
Like when she got a beer for every Winnipeg Jets hockey team playoff win…
She thought those beers were awesome!
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Now, sometimes when it’s really cold or really hot, I put electrolytes or apple juice right into the auto waterer.
Once the Merry Mares figure out there’s some sort of flavour (even though it’s not much and it’s diluted rapidly as they drink) they get excited and drink more…which, when there is even the teensiest risk of dehydration and the much dreaded by horse owners everywhere “c” word, drinking more is a darn good thing…and super cheap insurance!

One day while bbq’ing I says to Hubby, “dontcha think Ruby would *love* it if our waterer was a beer fountain?”
He says “I’d love it if the waterer was a beer fountain!!”
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So the next day, I’m out taking pictures and happen to catch our unicorn drinking…

“Pretty sure this is supposed to be beer…doesn’t *taste* like beer. at. all.”

I’m tryin’ to convince The Food Lady to fill the waterer with beer…wouldn’t that be wonderful??!?
A never-ending beer fountain!!
😍😍😍

🎢🎡how happy I would be
if there was 🍺🍻🍺
in my waterer 🎡🎢

And that is Ruby’s New Year’s Wish…
That we turn her water fountain into a never ending beer fountain.
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Sharing Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday…because I am thankful everyday that we chose this horse to join our Farm.
She’s got such personality and is so expressive…makes living with her interesting and crazy fun.
Also sharing with Word of the Day Challenge where the word of the day is Leap.

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