Family farming

We have been lucky to have my sister and her family stay on the farm for the past few weeks.  They are in the process of moving back to Saskatchewan, much to our delight. 

They have been a great help while they have been here, whether with weaning lambs, combining, cleaning up the garden or other odd jobs around the farm. 

We’ve also enjoyed having my niece here, at just two and a half, she is lots of fun. She loves the animals and riding in ‘the nellybelle’ (our side x side). 

Here she is sharing a moment with Thor. It’s great to see these dogs, who are so protective of their sheep, be so gentle at the same time.

Winter is coming…

Fall can be a beautiful time of year. The warmth of the days can easily lull you into complacency, making winter seem so far away. And then all of a sudden, winter can rush right in, making you wish you had done more on those beautiful fall days. The scene now is definitely a strong reminder that winter is coming.

This ewe lamb looks entirely unimpressed with the situation; a feeling we can relate to.

Gaining perspective 

I always find it interesting to see and hear how other people’s farms and ranches work. There’s always something to learn from other people’s operations. Over the last week, I’ve been to help 3 different producers with some fall work. Each one different, all doing what they see best to be successful sheep producers. Each time I go to another farm, I come away with a few hints that may improve what we are doing. It also makes me appreciate what we have done and the animals we have that are doing well in our system and helping us to be successful.  Sometimes you have to step away from your own work to see the positives in what you’re doing and appreciate all the help along the way. And to feel more confident about decisions that you’re making and that striving for goals centered around your values leads to good results, even if sometimes the road is rocky. 

Blog Post Change Up

I’m going to try something different. Currently, I’m posting to this blog pretty rarely, which isn’t really through proper use of a blog. So I’m going to try and post something several times a week.  Likely these posts will be short, but the goal is to give you, the readers, a more complete idea of how life on the farm goes. 

I’m sure it won’t always be easy to think of topics, so please send questions or ideas for posts if you have any. 

I won’t be posting these to the Facebook page, so you will have to come to the website to find them. 

Not all lollipops and roses

*Warning, some sensitive material in this post*

Farming is not always easy. Some days just plain suck. Like those days when you spend hours out in the rain trying to keep animals dry and fed. Like those days when its -40C and you have to trudge through snow banks to get out to the barn. Like those days when no matter what, those cows are not going through that gate. Like those days when you find the lamb you nursed back to health just a few days ago, dead because it got its head stuck in the fence. Like those days when it seems like every time you turn around there is a new problem that needs attention. Like those days when the wheel falls off as you’re driving down the road. Or days like yesterday, when you go out to the pasture and find 6 ewes dead from pasture bloat.

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Bloated animals are very disheartening. It is caused by pasture that is essentially so digestible that they eat more than the stomach can handle and it fills with gas and causes them to suffocate. So they are basically dying from feed that is too good. It feels like killing animals with kindness.

Anytime an animal dies, it is accompanied with a mixture of emotions and a multitude of questions. Was there more I could have done to save it? Did I made the right treatment choices or should I have done something else? Should I have watched it closer? Is there something I should change so that I don’t lose other animals the same way? Did I miss the early signs of a problem?

Losing one animal is never easy, let alone 6 in one morning. I spend more hours with these animals than anyone else and form connections with them. They are my livelihood and way of life, and, while I wouldn’t trade it for anything, it isn’t all lollipops and roses.