Category: Farm Life Fridays

Farm Life Fridays

Farm Life Fridays – Ordinary Days

Wendy

This week on the farm we are finally settling into what will be our ordinary days.

There are trees that need relocating…to the wood pile.

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And a downed building that needs relocating…to the dump.  And contents that need recycled.  Anyone interested in purchasing an old furnace?  Or two?

 

And this beautiful house.   Strong winds on Wednesday  blew the tarp off of the roof.  Luckily the contractor was able to reattach it Thursday before the rains hit again today. Hopefully the roofing will be completed in the next couple of weeks.

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Then there are the littles.   It is so fun to watch them romp around.  They make these ordinary days a little less so.

via Daily Prompt: Ordinary

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Farm Life Fridays – Floods, Trucks, and Other Old Stuff

Wendy

The Snake River is high!   We knew it was coming, but we hoped that some how it wouldn’t.  Yesterday we had to take a look.  IMG_3184

The drainage ditch, the outlet to the river is now acting as an intake and is overflowing into the lower fields.  I know there are others who are worse off, but this will set us back and will change our plans.  IMG_3195

It is upsetting, but even with the setback we are in love with this place.  I mean just look at this beautiful field.  We are so thankful for the blessing of being the caretakers.  IMG_3209

In addition to the fields there are all the cool things to discover and photograph.  I am not sure why, but old stuff…OK…I will just saw it…Junk makes my heart sing.

Just look at this truck.

Or the side panals of an onion truck and the old threshing machine.

There are so many things to discover!   I am sure if the education gig does not work out for me, I can always manage a junk yard.  But then again, maybe not!?!?  I think you have actually sell the stuff to make a go of it.

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Farm Life Friday

Wendy

We have a farm in Oregon.  (Actually we have two…but stick with me).  We have a farm in Oregon, at the north end of Dead Ox Flat.   The Snake River runs alongside this flat, Idaho lies to the North and East, and the farm lies at an altitude of about 2152 feet.  (Raise you hand if you know the inspiration for this opening.  Or should I say source of my plagiarism or is it really, since I cited my source?)IMG_2483

Greg owned this farm when we first met and he has farmed it for about eight years.   This past summer we had the opportunity to live here.   Well one thing led to another…

We bought another farm.

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We adopted some goats. (The cow came later)

IMG_0438A great family agreed to lease our house in Boise, and I was hired at Pioneer Elementary in the final hours.

…And we decided to move here.   Best decision we have ever made for our family!

At the end of Out of Africa,  Isak Dinesen writes…

If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?

I am not a writer. I will never pen anything as beautiful as this, but I do hope that these days…these Fridays… provide me with an opportunity to share the song of our farm and our life on the Dead Ox Flat.