farmfacts

Here are some pictures of our farm.

**I will update these from time to time so keep checking back.**

One of our pigs just laying around.

This is a picture of the silage truck. The silage chopper (which  you can’t see) is unloading into the truck to take it to the pit.

This is one of our best bulls, Cletis, who was struck by lightning a few years ago. He was standing under a tree during a thunderstorm and the lightning hit him and killed him.

Here my husband is drilling wheat (I think). It’s been a couple of years ago so I can’t really remember exactly what we were planting.

We had just finished planting our garden last year.

I love this picture! It’s so simple, yet represents something so complicated. This is an old fence row on our property. We are going to put fence up on these posts again someday. This has probably been here for 50 years or more.

This is a picture of my father-in-law disking the ground to get it ready to plant crops.

This is Charlotte with her John Deere hat on.

Here’s Charlotte again with some of the other calves and my father-in-law.

Here we are combining our oats.

These are some of our calves.

This is Sirloin, one of our bulls.

Babies are so cute!

Meet Bacon, Pork Chop, and Tenderloin. These are 3 of the first 6 pigs I ever had. My husband bought them for me 4 years ago as babies. They were 75 pounds when I first brought them home. Here they are about 300 pounds.

Here we are bailing big round bales of hay.

Some of the greatest things about living on a farm are the simplest things you find in nature. I took this picture of a double rainbow from my kitchen window. As I remember it, this was here most of the day.

HERE’S ARNOLD! My husband found Arnold about 3 days before Christmas. She was only a week old and was standing in the pasture, alone, freezing, and without her mom. Her brothers and sisters froze to death because Mom left them. At the time, she fit in the palm of my hand. He picked her up, put her in a 5-gallon bucket, brought her home, and she lived in the house until Spring. She was house trained and we feed her milk with a bottle. She loved it.

These are our two “killer” Beagles, Piston and Ginger. They really look dangerous, don’t they? Someone stole them about 6 months ago. I hate people!

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