Damn, good story. Realistic. It's nice to see another farmer on here. I've seen a couple others, but no community. It's interesting to me how you deal with the situation. I've always just kind of buried it down somewhere inside. I kind of just go blank when something happens so I can go on and deal with it. I think your way is better, but don't beat yourself up too bad about it, I know that's a rough thing to say, but we deal with living things that an office worker or a forklift driver doesn't have to deal with. When you've got livestock, you've got dead stock. I'll bet even nurses forget to add an IV or something a time or two. We raise sheep and cattle. I was cleaning up some feedbunks today and the old feed was filled with larvae and grubs and thought, Boy, you need chickens. Or turkeys. My dream is to fatten turkeys on acorns for people for Thanksgiving.
Beautiful. I was carried away to the farm by your telling.
I've been reading 'Keeping a Family Cow' and preparing making a move to Maine to have farmland, having no past experience. I'd love to know more about your small farming adventures. How many cows did you have? Did you always keep a bull? Was this in Canada? I already can relate to that guilty feeling, that I should have gotten this or that done. I felt oh so tired after becoming that man for only a few minutes.
Damn, good story. Realistic. It's nice to see another farmer on here. I've seen a couple others, but no community. It's interesting to me how you deal with the situation. I've always just kind of buried it down somewhere inside. I kind of just go blank when something happens so I can go on and deal with it. I think your way is better, but don't beat yourself up too bad about it, I know that's a rough thing to say, but we deal with living things that an office worker or a forklift driver doesn't have to deal with. When you've got livestock, you've got dead stock. I'll bet even nurses forget to add an IV or something a time or two. We raise sheep and cattle. I was cleaning up some feedbunks today and the old feed was filled with larvae and grubs and thought, Boy, you need chickens. Or turkeys. My dream is to fatten turkeys on acorns for people for Thanksgiving.
Wonderfully told story. This captures how one feels at these moments in farm life!
Beautiful. I was carried away to the farm by your telling.
I've been reading 'Keeping a Family Cow' and preparing making a move to Maine to have farmland, having no past experience. I'd love to know more about your small farming adventures. How many cows did you have? Did you always keep a bull? Was this in Canada? I already can relate to that guilty feeling, that I should have gotten this or that done. I felt oh so tired after becoming that man for only a few minutes.
Clara