Showing posts with label farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label farm. Show all posts
March 21, 2014

Notes From The Madhouse

Be forewarned:  an unbelievably horrific three day long work assault meeting has left many brains crippled, so sense is not to be expecte...

March 11, 2014

I Rode A Horse...Or Two!!

We don't work no more! It's true, don't believe the rumours -- I sort of remembered how to ride and I didn't fall off!  ...

March 6, 2014

It Was A Dark & Windy Night In North Dakota

At least, that’s what it felt like Monday night as an assault of horizontally-driven snowflakes pelted my face and hands while I daisy-chain...

February 25, 2014

Home At Last

Well, some of us.  In a flurry of superhuman attempts to beat the daylight all weekend, I did manage to get the boys onto that patch of gras...

February 21, 2014

Long May You Run

My 30th, Solo's 13th in 2009 I couldn't imagine a more fitting phrase for the birthday of my center of orbit, my sun, my Solaris...

February 10, 2014

I'm A Real Boy, Er, Farmmmm!

But first, don't forget to vote for us and my completely ridiculous face in the Carolina International contest we are losing, LOL!  The...

February 5, 2014

The Auger Returns: A One-Act Play

Setting:   A mild day in a North Carolina field.  Two people are going about the business of setting a 6 x 6 and a 4 x 4 post as anchors for...

January 16, 2014

So, There's Water Polo, How About Water Eventing?

I should probably just keep a snorkel in my truck at this point.  Even the reservoirs can't hold any more and soil that "never ge...

January 11, 2014

Farm + Paint = Estate!

L. Williams ( so you know who to blame ) requested some more samples of my exquisite Paint artistry ( I can't really blame them, I mean...

January 9, 2014

Creeping Solo Farm Might Be More Accurate, But There Is Progress...

As any of you out there who have built a farm know, it is so much more than just building.  Even when you have the land, you've barely...

November 26, 2013

How To Dig A Hole

You have a tractor and a big auger that has been dying to eat some dirt, so no problem, right?  Perfect timing, because you have a mailbox t...

November 22, 2013

I Hate Darkness

What my horses are doing right now.  Why the mud pillow? The time change:  it's what every working horseperson dreads.  You come hom...