30 August 2019 – raining and 47 degrees
Yep, it’s raining again so I am taking advantage of the weather and blogging this morning. We have mostly caught up on haying. We spent yesterday finishing a couple areas that are difficult to maneuver the tractor in and trying a second cutting in some lush areas in the south pasture.
Overall, we had a stellar haying season, putting up well over 1500 bales. When it stops raining and we bale the stock dam and the second cutting we will be DONE and Dave and I have vowed that we will do something to celebrate. We will probably just go to the local bar in Pringle (The Hitch Rail) and have a burger and a beer, but it will be a celebratory supper nonetheless.
We were fortunate to have some help for a week this month. Dave’s good friend from the Coast Guard, Mike, came to visit and “experience” ranch life. He got to check and water cows, put fence posts in the ground, jackhammer some rocks, drive the tractor, cut and haul slash, and of course he got to rake, bale, and load hay into the barn.
Mike said it was so fun for him, like going to a Dude Ranch and that he really enjoyed the work. We said, “Tell all your friends about haying season next year!” Ha ha. Anyway, we were extremely grateful for the help and we accomplished a lot while he was here.
And it wasn’t a complete working vacation for him. Dave took him through Custer State Park where they got stuck in “buffalo” traffic. They toured the Needles Highway and went to some brew pubs in Custer. Most evenings we drank wine and fired some rounds off the back deck. One evening, while we were eating dinner, a herd of about 30 elk decided they would go to the oat buffet in the southern field. As the sun set, we enjoyed watching these magnificent creatures and listened to their haunting bugles and elk noises. It was a great South Dakota experience.
Of course, we saw tons of deer and turkeys enjoying the Holler while Mike was here, too. When you come to the Holler, you’re going to experience some wild life! Not that we’re that wild, usually we are in bed by 9PM. Sad.
Yesterday, while checking cows, Sheriff Joe decided to leap out of the Mule and pursue an offending jack rabbit. The jack was huge and the Sheriff didn’t stand a chance as the rabbit shifted into high gear and ran east, possibly all the way to East River. (That’s South Dakota speak for east of the Missouri) Upon returning from checking cows, I was working in the garden and nearly stepped on a snake! Yikes! Later, Dave and I were putting fence posts in the ground and we heard a strange pounding noise coming from the direction of the house. The Sheriff and I went up to investigate and discovered a squirrel had fallen into one of our rain barrels. The little guy was throwing himself against the sides in an attempt to escape. I distracted the Sheriff by throwing a stick which completely worked. In his absence, I tipped the barrel over and the squirrel ran out and up the nearest tree. He then began angrily chatting at me, as if it was my fault he had been stuck. Ungrateful rodent.
In between all the crazy projects, we have put up more pickles. Three cucumber plants yielded 25 jars of pickles this year, and that doesn’t include the cucumbers we have been eating in salads and giving away to neighbors. Now the peppers and tomatoes are starting to come in so we also canned some of Dave’s famous corn relish.
The last two days we have also harvested honey from the bees. There were three medium boxes full of capped honey and we harvested two full ones and left part of the third for the bees to ensure they have enough honey to make it through the winter.
We haven’t figured out how much we will actually get to bottle yet, because it takes awhile for the sticky stuff to run through the filter and get out all the wax and bee parts. So far, it looks a lot like last year’s honey and the basement smells like flowers! It is also a giant sticky mess which we will probably tackle today if it keeps raining.
One last thing, I forgot to write about in July. Dave and I were having coffee one morning and we heard what sounded like a tornado, or giant gust of wind off the west deck. We quickly discovered that a giant hot air balloon was about to land in our back yard! We watched the beautiful balloon go down in a field just across the road. I ran to get the Mule so we could see if they were okay, and Dave yelled to the pilot, “Are you okay?” He yelled back that everyone was good. We drove down and discovered they had taken off from Custer and were surprised by 30 knot winds that took them on a wild ride a lot further than they intended to go.
Despite the velocity and the distance, the balloon crew arrived in vans almost immediately and picked up the passengers and the pilot. They packed up the balloon and they were gone, nearly as quickly as they had arrived. Of course we didn’t let them leave without asking if they wanted to pick up hay bales. Maybe that’s why they left so quickly.
Well that is it for August. It definitely is starting to look and feel like autumn. September promises to be just as busy for us as we continue the paddock fencing project and we will have to separate and wean calves from their moms. We haven’t even begun to gather firewood for the winter. It’s all good but it is all going so fast! Happy Labor Day Weekend, everybody. We hope summer 2019 was as fun for you as it was for us.