Friday, December 17, 2010


sitting so prim and proper
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Thursday, December 16, 2010

snow fall

We started getting snow late Tuesday afternoon, until late last night. Cool.We needed that foot of snow. For spring run-off. Other than that...ugh!!!!

About 4.30 am this morning the county had the graders out. They are suppose to do the school bus routes first. News flash! We are not on the school route!!! No kids in school. Ha! Ha! We even got a truck load of  gravel this past fall!! It is quite obvious to us, that the school division does not update the county! We think it is great.

Anyways, this is not what this entry is about. It is about the grader operator's job. He isn't very good at it. At all. I'll tell you why.We live on a no exit road. Meaning just that, the road ends here. At our place. Yes, it is great. No traffic. No neighbours, for two miles. Before you come into our driveway, you have to cross a set of railway tracks. It isn't too bad. The train only goes through once a day, at no set time.

Our land is on either side of the tracks, in this photo. The tracks cut through the edge of one of our quarters. This view is East, South East. I am standing beside the tracks, on an approach into the quarter section of land east of the home quarter. We call this quarter, The Long Field.

This view is North, North-West. If you look carefully you can barely make out the crossing signs. You also can barely make out the road in the upper right side of the picture. I am still standing on the approach to the east quarter.

In this shot, I am standing on the crossing, looking North, North-West. Can barely make out the tracks at my feet.The trees to the left in the photo, is the road allowance. Just before the road allowance, our driveway starts. You turn to the left.

What I am trying to get at,  is the shitty job the grader operator did. Did you notice it? He was not suppose to leave these 'snow banks' on the tracks. They are  mid-thigh deep. I wonder if he is a new operator? I also wonder if CN is going to be sending out there own 'railroad graders' I know that isn't the proper term for them. But we know they exist. We have seen them.

Not only did he leave snow banks for the train, he also plowed the snow at the end of our driveway, and buried my corner fence post. I wonder what Frank will say when he comes home tomorrow night from camp and see this!!
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Shabby Makeup's Giveaway

This is my daughter, and she is having a give-way on her blog. Click here to enter!
Contest closes Jan 15th at midnight mountain time
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something new

I was checking my email, and Madeline says 'Mom, can I check something on Google?'

'Sure. Just open another tab.' I was curious as what Madeline wanted to Google. She is always finding new, interesting things on the net.

And sure as shit, she did. She types in dzo.

'What the hell is a dzo?' I asked.

'I don't know.'

This is a dzo. It is a cross between a yak and the domestic cow. It is technically a hybrid male. He would be unable to reproduce. A female hybrid is called a dzomo, and she can reproduce. Either bred her  back to a bull yak or the domestic bovine bull.

These crosses are used as pack animals in the Himalayas. These animals are suppose to be good milkers and meat producers.

Now I think these would be cool to raise!!! But would I have an end market? Definitely a niche market.

This is what I learned new today. So far. And it is still early!!
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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

a dilemma

One thing I like about trying to live off of the land and being to provide for one's family, is knowing I will have pretty much an endless supply of food. In this particular instance, eggs and milk. But one can in a very short span of time become over run with an over abundance.

Let me introduce you to my fridge. It looks very ordinary.

It looks very ordinary.  A newspaper article on Warner's Stables. where Madeline worked for the summer at Banff. Magnet letters for the grandkids to play with. A wish list of what we would like to purchase or do on the farm. A grocery list. Postcard from Banff. A photo of Madeline on a horse, in Banff. A drawing that Austin did while she was here this past summer. The usual adornment that one may find on a fridge.

It isn't very big. It doesn't have a 'freezer' section. This is all fridge. Really it is more of an over sized beer fridge. But hey, it was here when we moved here, and it hasn't died....yet!!!

Now, lets open her up......

What do ya'll see? Well for starters, ignore the few beer bottles on top. That particular spot where the bottles are sitting is suppose to be only for the cream.  Every spot in the fridge is suppose to be designated for something. Yeah, I am a control freak that way. So this disarray is totally irritating the hell out of me.

But I am starting to digress. Digressing is good....sometimes....

Next the blue jug is eggnog.

Behind that blue jug, are two gallon jars full of milk that has already been skimmed. The other tupperware jug also contains milk. 

The shelf under that, has two ice cream pails of milk, and two dozen eggs, and leftovers.

The meat drawer, yogurt, jar of whey, jar of pork drippings off of our roast from last night, and a jar of butter- milk.

Next five ice cream pails of milk Did you total that? I have roughly 8 gallons of milk. Maddie is bringing in about 3 gallons a day. That is what she brings me. She feeds probably close to a gallon a day to the barn cats. Thank God!! 

Finally,12 dozen, yup you read right, 12 dozen eggs. I am getting almost 3 dozen eggs a day. Total 14 dozen in the fridge. I can only make so many pickled eggs in a week. Besides, the kids no longer wish to eat eggs.Of any sort!! So much for breakfast.

I think I need help as what to make or do with all this excess. Any suggestions?

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