What I want to do is write. I want to write about a plethora of things. I want to go off on a rant about my uneasiness with the #metoo movement, I want to air my thoughts on what an auctioneer referred to me and Sarah as at a cattle sale a while back (he … Continue reading If you can’t do what you want, do what you can.
With this past Sunday's Charlottesville riots and the absolutely abysmal, bumbling response by president Trump in its aftermath I believe it's safe to say that "highly charged" is a good way to describe the political climate across all of North America right now. In the aftermath of these events both my Facebook and my Twitter … Continue reading Caught between enemies
This is what happens when I take my mother out for supper and drink to much coffee late into the evening (I should have switched to whiskey, but my mother despises "the drink" and doesn't really approve of her little boy sipping on the devils water anyhow). So here we go with late night writings … Continue reading Bedford’s Advice to Aspiring Small Time Farmers.
We got into sheep by accident. Sarah bought 5 to work our Kelpie Gin on three years ago and we decided to breed them because "what the hell". It didn't really occur to me at the time that you could make a little money at it as well. I will admit that I was like … Continue reading Know your Ewes.
I've never been a "9 to 5" kind of guy. I don't do well with rigid structure or even set working hours really. It's one of the reasons why I love living out here so much. Bedford gets to do, what Bedford wants to do, when he wants to do it. I'm not saying that … Continue reading Slogging and the Wonders of Math
So, I'm on the fence, quite literally and figuratively I might also add. I'm half tempted to quit my job and take the rest of the summer off. It's not like I'm planning on spending the remainder of the summer sitting on a patio drinking beer or playing video games out here either. There's crap … Continue reading On the Fence
So, we made it out to Red Deer for the sheep show and sale. I managed to get the trailer light problem corrected with minimal fuss though it left me scrambling to get the farm in shape and the chores all done before pulling out to pick Sarah up after work. The whole weekend was … Continue reading Weekend sales
So here I sit, 7:45 am on an overcast Thursday morning. Today wasn't supposed to be like this, I'm up with my morning coffee, but that's about the only thing I've managed to do right so far... I'm dreading the day ahead, and I'm well aware that me sitting here writing is just an avoidance … Continue reading Mechanical Ineptitude
Everything on the farm functions better when it's started at dawn. That's when the chickens come awake and want to start pecking and scratching about for bugs. It's when the sheep want to move out for morning grazing before the mid day suns hits. It's a great time to put the water on the garden … Continue reading Dawn
Lately I feel like we are literally under siege out here on the farm. There's been a recent rash of animal thefts in the area and rumours abound about what is and is not, or did or did not happen. The police can't patrol the area effectively and truthfully from what I gather don't seem … Continue reading Under Siege