I’ll Huff and I’ll Puff 

I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll try to blow your house down said the big bad wind. And try he did. I felt it shaking in the timbers but I’m happy to report it stood another go around.

Not quite so successful with a few items outside though. There are watering cans and dog water dishes spread around in the hay-field. The trees don’t break as they are all still little so that’s a blessing I guess. We don’t have a lot of leaves to blow away either but I hear in the city that was an upside to the crazy wind.


There were loads of tired people at work today due to noise. The list of items that kept us all awake were varied but included a neighbor’s gate, tin shingles or tree branches. In my case it was the screen window but I did hear a couple of stellar bangs.  The new hot tub lid went up and over — yikes. Then the gate took a hit and cracked up.

The unfortunate but minor part is that all that fabulous fall colour is gone from our property. So glad we had our stellar photos done while the trees were wearing their glory coats.


Mother Nature makes her own rules. Nursery rhymes just play along.

Bernie 

NHS Fort Walsh

The wide open sky and the huge rolling hills alongside the cattle grazing filled my soul. The setting of this National Historic Site pulls at my roots.  Continue reading

NHS — Bar U Ranch 

The big rolling foothills of Alberta is home to a ranch with deep roots. So deep that floods, fire, blizzards, politics and markets did not change its essence in over a century. Continue reading

Simply Mootastic 

This is the artistic pastoral side of having cattle on your property. But you should check out what else they provide and take away.

The grass around my favourite fence is being mowed. The down side is they keep turning the horizontal posts around and are using the posts on the ground as field makers?? I have no idea why they keep moving them. They also keep turning the bench by the big pond upside down. I’ve given up on that one as it seems like a game to them and it’s heavy. 


The year started out quite dry but we’ve as a fair amount of rain in the last 3 weeks. 75% of the cow patties have mushrooms. This could be tasty or deadly and we aren’t sure which so we aren’t going there. There are some super cool looking ones that’s for sure.

  
Less wild flowers this year but is that because it’s dry or because the yearlings are eating them? I’m not sure but I do miss the colour on the prairie. So when I see new ones I’m all excited. 

  
Here is the biggest downside. Turns out that yearlings like Saskatoon bushes and berries. They are not clean eaters and are apt to destroy undergrowth as they crash through the bush. There are 19 of them and they have all day to eat while I only have a few hours here and there to pick. The good news is they do not have arms nor hands so can’t get at all the tall ones. 

  

Shortly after this picture the lead yearling tried to eat out of MY pail! They are very friendly and inquisitive but since the “cow” incident my dogs aren’t reciprocating. Breeze is right by my leg and Lucky gives them a way wider berth than he used to.   

The yearlings are quite content for me to walk through them. This one wasn’t the least phased that I was talking and quite close by. They often came by to watch Ron put the siding on the tractor shed; he felt it was for the “moosic”.  

Now momma cow and baby are quite a different story and we all give each other a wide berth. The calf did come  up to the fence line to check out the cat the other night. 

 
It’s been a year since we made the decision to employ cattle as lawn mowers of our native prairie. The pluses far outweigh the negatives. The fence line is now part of the landscape. The cattle are a source of entertainment and are earning their “keep” so to speak. 

Bernie