Monthly Archives: July 2005

Rafe liked the Indian farm, mainly because of their prolific use of sticks. Several times he tried to make off with a souveneir stick from one of the huts. Matt’s paternal grandmother was reportedly part American Indian. She would have … Continue reading →

There’s no doubt I was born at least a hundred years too late (though I do love my internet). But I’m not sure which one I would choose to live on – the 1850 Pioneer Farm or the 1900 Horse-Powered … Continue reading →

We took a few days vacation this week and headed to Des Moines with the kids. The highlight of the trip, for me anyway, was a visit to Living History Farms. At the 1850 farm, Rafe was enthralled with the … Continue reading →

Wednesday evening the girls and I headed over to NIACC for the Midwest Environmental Education Conference . We’d been asked to come and set up a display about our farm as part of their “Appetizers and Advertisers” program. I wish … Continue reading →

When I said that the dog show was the most exciting part of the fair, I should have qualified that by saying it was the most exciting part for me. Not that it wasn’t exciting for Madeline, but I’ve noticed … Continue reading →

Well, I’m going to start with the most exciting event first – the dog show. Madeline started training our 1-year-old Great Pyrenees, Ike, as soon as the weather got nice last spring. Once dog classes started the beginning of June … Continue reading →

Our county fair is going on this week, thus the bit of silence on the blog. We started Tuesday evening washing the chickens. There’s a reason for the saying “madder than a wet hen”. Wednesday morning Madeline had her horticulture … Continue reading →

A ride in the loader bucket. Mom’s idea of an accident waiting to happen.

This weekend Rafe got hold of my microphone, so Matt started coaching him in rocker-speak ala Les Zahn and First Amendment. Throw me some metal! Somebody scream! Are you ready to rock? One time!

A hazy view of the Osage Farmers Cooperative Elevator from the hayfield we rent. This is where we buy our corn for the stocker calves, and have all of our swine feed ground, mixed and bagged.