One of the ewes around the corner from us had twin lambs a couple of weeks ago, and I was lucky enough today to get a photo of them. They’re not always near the fence, but today they were.
It was good to see new life in the midst of my sadness about Hinahina.
Today was an interesting day, to say the least. And I didn’t get a photo of the most scary experience, either.
This afternoon Nolemana called me in a panic; he was down at the barn and saw that Ricky, the horse we’re boarding, was lying on his side, back legs up and over the watering trough. He thought Ricky had had a stroke.
I got in my car and rushed down there and saw that the problem was that Ricky had gotten himself cast (by rolling and scratching his back too close to the trough) and that the trough needed to be moved so that he could get his legs under him.
Nolemana got a big bucket and scooped enough water out to move the trough, then pulled it away from Ricky, who was able to get his legs and feet in the right position to get himself up.
Whereupon he shook himself, trotted out of the corral, and had a nice long pee, then bent his head to graze on the nice green grass.
Silly boy.
At the other end of the scale was total cuteness. I’d taken my laundry hamper da kine to the laundry room and when it was empty, Kalakoa decided to jump into it. Ho da kewt!!
As I was leaving for The Gathering today, Rayado the llama and Ricky were pretty close to the fence, so I thought they’d make a good photo for today. One of our Jacob sheep is lying under the tree in the background, and the other is behind Ricky. One of these days I’ll get them all close together!
I hesitate even posting a photo today because of the tragedy at the Boston Marathon, which just sickens me. At the same time, I don’t want the people who set up the bombs to have any power over my creativity, so I’m going to post the photo I took.
It’s tax day, among other things. I saw this guy along a country road near here, and he graciously let me take his photo to commemorate the day. He even gobbled at me several times… it was hilarious! He had a bevy of girls around him, too. Chickens, but girls nonetheless.
I love seeing new lambs! This one was just born and lives around the corner from us. Just a few days old, it’s already grazing on the new spring grass with its mom. Ho da kewt!!
Just found out that it’s not okay to relocate them. So we will stop immediately and get feeders that they can’t get into.
The squirrels have been getting into my bird feeders, the little varmints. Not okay. Bird seed and suet are too darn expensive to feed them, and they also chew up the feeders. Definitely not okay.
I know that lots of people think they’re cute and have all this amazing agility (the agility part is true), but I don’t want them here. Therefore, Nolemana sets out a humane trap, with peanut butter on the trip lever. We have caught a few squirrels this way and we release them somewhere else in a treed area where they can go bother each other. We try hard to get babies on their own or grown ones before baby squirrel season arrives. We’re not mean enough to deprive babies of their mothers.
For awhile, we are freed from the squirrels’ thievery, but of course, nature abhors a vacuum, and in a month or two, we have to go through the routine all over again. But right now we’re in the middle of a catch and release phase, and today I took this little trickster’s photo. Just don’t tell me he’s cute. He’s really nothing but a thief.
I just love living in a semi-rural area. Within a half mile of us, there are horses, cattle, goats, and sheep. And these beauties, who live just across the road for us.
Here a moa käne (rooster) shows his girls where to find the tastiest stuff to eat. The other day when I left the house, one of the girls was out in the middle of the street. A car was coming toward them; we both stopped and I shooed the silly moa back where she belonged. The other driver and I waved to each other as we each went on our way.
This rooster was keeping his girls where they belonged!
Warning: graphic intensive!
Well, Kikue wen come da closest to wat wen happen on Tuesday morning. Okay, I’ll try not to talk pidgin, but when I get excited, kinda hard not to. It just happens. (more…)
On the way to the second part of Government Camp, I found this!
Enjoy!
Whoo hoo! Tomorrow is OFFF! Fiber! Yarn! Llamas! Sheep! Color! Friends! Fiber! Maybe even a camel! I stay going! Been waiting all year for it! I love the environment, our small county fairgrounds filled with so much eye candy I can hardly stand it. Julie and I stay going together. Let the games begin!! See you on da odda side….
One of my favorite blogs is Chickens in the Road written and photographed by Suzanne McMinn. It’s a fantastic combination of farm life, chickens, recipes, humor, and great photography, I’m always glad to see a new post in my feeds.
This video from Suzanne gives me a smile every single time I see it, and I’ve watched it over and over again. Suzanne graciously gave me her permission to put it here so that you folks could enjoy it too.
Be sure your volume is up so you can hear the hoofbeats. OMG, this is so dang cute! I love the bouncing!! Who says sheep can’t play tag! Enjoy! When you’re pau watching the video, go enjoy the rest of Suzanne’s awesome blog!
…I like living in a semi-rural area. The other afternoon Nolemana and I were on our way somewhere, and we saw something that just gave me the biggest smile! I couldn’t pull over right away, but when I could, I let another car pass, then backed up so that I could take some photos. Why? (more…)
Remember when Ricky and Poem came to live with us? It was rainy Spring when they arrived, and some days they had to wear their raincoats. But now summer is here and they have settled in so well! (more…)
It’s funny how no matter how great my pain, the stuff in the garden keeps growing as though it hadn’t a care in the world. Which really it doesn’t, so long as everything gets watered and fed regularly. Which is as it should be. (more…)
Despite my sadness, the beans still come up.
The only place Nolemana and I can have much of a veggie garden is out on our deck. We used to have a huge garden but right now this is all we can do. Better than nothing, right? (more…)
The next day, Poem and Ricky were settling in well. Joan came over that night and put them in the barn as she would do every night, then let them out in the morning. (more…)
Rayado was still standing still as a statue. He’d had horses in the pasture with him before, but it had been a few months and he wanted to make sure these new ones were okay. (more…)
The horses were safe in the pasture. All of us had been praying that the transition would go smoothly, and so far it couldn’t have gone better. (more…)
I have loved horses all my life. My friend Kikue and I often quote the local song, “’round the Ko‘olau Hills we’d ride on horseback’”, wishing we’d known each other back then and could have ridden around Kane‘ohe together. My horse Kapi‘olani was my best friend growing up; into her ear I whispered all the secrets that I couldn’t tell anyone else. (more…)
