Saturday, January 21, 2012
Why I love to farm, Part II
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Well, as long as you asked...
Farming is a natural evolution of my first career in animal welfare. Instead of making life a bit more tolerable for animals in humane societies, I now get to foster partnerships between livestock and the local ecosystem that improve the land's resiliancy while giving the animals fulfilling lives. I love the daily opportunities for creativity and innovation and am so grateful for the strong bonds that quickly form between new and experienced farmers in our local agricultural community. My schedule and duties are never predictable, giving me an incredible freedom to take advantage of perfect afternoon running weather and yet a deep sense of responsibility to meet the needs of the livestock at any hour (and they do like the midnight hour for their urgent needs!). Accomplishments are measured on both a much larger and a much smaller scale than in our mainstream society, continually keeping me both challenged and satisfied. Most importantly, I don't have to leave my dog sitting at home as I trudge off to another day on the job, but open the door each morning to a calling that is hardly a job at all, with coworkers who only wear carhardts and smiles, and many more who sport suits of fur and feathers. This type of farming is a dynamic, frustrating, loving, co-dependant relationship - though I couldn't tell you if the farmer is the parent or the child.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
So often I feel like a million people could do my job better than I am. Some days it seems that if I just worked harder, organized better, or didn't waste so much time on stupid mistakes, I could get this place looking great, making ends meet, and walking the permaculture talk. But I'm inexperienced and not a natural leader, and I seem to have no idea where to even begin. I make bad decisions hourly and get the big picture mixed up with simple details.
Admittedly, because of all those mistakes I'm learning lessons that will probably come in handy someday. Like: don't park your trailer in a muddy field over night, don't underestimate livestocks' determination to eat expensive trees, and - the one lesson that's really determined to stick - check your f#*@ing tires before you go anywhere hauling anything! These things might save my ass someday. Then again, if there was some experienced farmer/rancher around to say, "hey, young lady, check those f#*@ing tires, park that trailer on the road, and chicken wire doesn't do shit up against a steer," maybe I could learn those lessons AND skip ahead a few (hundred) grades on all the other things I need to know out here instead of slogging along in the dark.
I frequently day dream about a career where I'm able to do an excellent job every day by simply working hard, thinking clearly, and caring deeply. I've been secretly wondering if vet school is feasible because it sounds so nice to show up at work and actually know how to do what you need to do. There's only one right way to spay a cat. (This is ridiculous. I realize that being a vet involves plenty of scary responsibility and murky decisions, but grass is always greener...) I'm in a maze where the questions aren't distinguishable from the answers, and the moment I come upon definitive reasons to make one choice, I find I should be asking a completely different question. I miss the feeling of really clear and indisputable success. Of accomplishing definitive goals.
Christmas break will involve planning and prioritizing, and maybe even setting some grand yet reasonable goals. This work is stressful, but it's challenging, exciting, liberating, and is preparing me for something good, maybe better. Maybe I'll leave here able to better balance creativity and idealism with a tight schedule and budget. Maybe I'll be a class act a little more often.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Ruby Mae!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
It's been lovely here (weird!) but we are expecting snow tonight. Phew, global warming was getting a little too up close and personal for a moment there. In anticipation of the snow, and also b/c I was just on a roll, I picked up all the absent farm animals today and brought them home! Got our two bred alpine does from Olathe, and I was pleasantly surprised when they acutally seemed excited to see me. Delilah and Pom are such sweethearts and are convincing me that goats are fun and easy and way more delightful than cattle. Too bad milk's so much harder to sell than beef. Of course the profit margin might be better, hmmm. Anyway, their baby daddy is a very handsome gentleman named Danny, who has a rich dark brown coat and should make really gorgeous babies. I guess they were both very good sports and came into heat right on schedule. Right on schedule AND 2 days apart which should make kidding season just that much easier! Such good girls. As I do not have a stock trailer, and decided after my adventure two weeks ago that stuffing two goats in the back seat of a small pickup is unplesant, I made a goat box in the back of the F 250 out of pallets and plywood and tarps and screws and bungies. It's pretty ugly, but very sturdy, and the ladies seemed to find it much more comfortable that the tiny Dodge Durango. I also enjoyed not having to dodge bickering goats while driving or smell them peeing all over the upholstery.
I'm also so excited to report that I picked up a new piggie on the way home! She's such a beauty - built like a weight lifter, but just gorgeous in a hog way! She's a Duroc, which is a good pasture breed like the Large Black, but she (and her babies) will grow a little quicker and produce a leaner meat - in other words, more appealing to modern Americans. She's red, and we're working on a good name for her. Her adopted sisters are named PeggySue and SammieJoe, so a double name might be cool, but I'm also liking Ruby. Maybe RubyMae? Ross suggested MaryJane, which I love, but then we all realized that on a farm run by a bunch of young hippies, everyone would assume we were honoring the drug and not the red-headed girlfriend of Peter Parker.
I also picked up our fat little pigmy goat from her (month long) date today. She's so hilarious! When she doesn't want to go somewhere (she's very willful, so that's everywhere that wasn't her idea to go to), she just drops her heft low over her haunches and digs in her little hooves, aka "pegs." It's completely incredible how much traction that critter can get. She can't weight over 100lbs, yet... Cait and I ended up picking her up and carrying her from her boyfriend's pen all the way up the hill to the truck, lifting her into the truck, pushing her into the pen in the truck, lifting her out of the truck, and carrying her all the way to her stall at the ranch! She didn't move a single inch on her own four feet the whole trip. I had the front, and Cait had the back; I kept getting horns in my face, and Cait kept getting farted on b/c we were squeezing her belly - lol! For all her struggling on the ground, Rosie goes pretty limp and seems to genuinely enjoy being carried. I could see her making a mental commitment to never walk anywhere again when there were humans available to chauffeur her bulk around! That is one strange goat, but her kids are going to be freaking adorable! We bred her to a nigerian dwarf buck who's pretty goofy looking :)
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Pumpkin Quinoa Cookie recipe that i think would be good w/out stevia
1 c quinoa flakes
1 c sorgum flour
1/2 c millet flour
1 T tapioca/potato starch
1 t xanthan gum
1 c sweetener
1 t cinnamon
1/2 t nutmeg
1/4 t ground cloves
1/2 c coconut oil
1 c canned pumpkin
1 T vanilla
1 T maple syrup
1/2 t lemon juice
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Evolving GF bread recipe
Whisk together dry ingredients:
2/3 cup sorghum flour
1/3 cup cornmeal
1/2 cup millet flour
1/3 cup corn starch
2/3 cup tapioca starch/flour
1/3 cup ground flax seeds
1/3 cup sunflower seeds
2/3 cup quick oats
2 teaspoons xanthan gum
1 1/2 tsp sea salt
1 tsp kelp granules
2 tsp rosemary
Proof yeast-
1 1/4 cup warm liquid
1 packet yeast
1 tsp maple syrup
Add to wet ingredients:
2 eggs
3 Tbs coconut oil
1 tsp lemon juice
