2/22/21

The weather is sure nicer than last time I wrote. Sure helps out on the feed situation here. I want it to stay like this until spring and then get real nice!

Them poor folks down south who aren’t as used to extreme cold and snow sure suffered. And it sure proved we can not solely rely on Windmills and Solar panels for all our electrical needs! Whether some like it or not, we need coal and natural gas and propane also.

I saw some who said that we need to make all of the electricity going into the US Capitol buildings solely solar and windmills. If so, I bet them folks down there who are supposedly running this country, would have set up and took notice!

I am older so remember when I used to feed with a team and lots of days below zero and the wind blowing, while I was pitching hay, at first and then later with a bale wagon to feed big round bales. I dressed for it so it wasn’t all that bad. Kind of like jumping into the water at the first of summer, the water was cold, but after the shock wore off, you got used to it!

Better than Dad. He always said when he was a kid growing up in the teens (he was born in 1914) that when they wanted to take a bath in winter they’d have to go chop a hole in the ice on the dam and then chase all the polar bears away, then take a bath! I believed him for awhile… then noticed there weren’t no polar bears around these parts anymore.

I am sure glad somebody invented hot running water in a house and indoor plumbing! The first school I went to just had outdoor toilets so I know about using them when it is cold out! But it sure built character, I guess. I notice most of the people my age who live around these parts sure are characters, anyway!

Heres hoping the nice weather lasts and we get lots of warm spring rain.

Burrr er!

One thing about this country, when it decides to change the weather, it isn’t fooling around! Wow! As I write this, it is still pretty cold and from what I read it has slipped clear down south and them folks are getting a taste of what we usually face every winter. Oh well, fair is fair, we get a taste every summer that they get then!

I saw a video a year or so back of a rig to feed grain and cubes to livestock. Made from a wide tired and the center where the rim would be, blocked, with iron or steel and a pipe thru’ the middle. It hooks up to a bale unroller and there is a small door to load it with. To use it you just set it down and drive along and as the wheel turns it spills out cubes or grain when the hole gets to the bottom and then quits dropping any out, as the hole rotates to the top again. It looked pretty slick so we made one.

We found a fairly wide tire and about 3 and a half feet tall. We cut a fairly large flap that you push down inside and block open to put the feed into the tire. In side that flap we cut a smaller hole for the grain to come out of. After you finish filling your grain, you pull the flap up and closed and it will stay shut. It works as slick as I thought it would. My son, Chance has no faith in any ideas I come up with so he was skeptical if it would work and reserved judgement until he saw it for himself. After seeing how well it worked, he even gave me credit for a good thing we could make ourselves!

We have been using it last winter and this winter and the only thing we would do different is use a wider tire. I was out feeding with it this morning and watching the cows come to feed. There are several that run along and try and take a bite on the run, and not really getting much to eat. The rest just calmly stay at a pile and eat at it until it is gone. Then move on to another pile. Until all the feed is gone.

It seems to me, the ones who stay calm and just go about their business, so to speak, get more and at a much easier rate. The ones who run along trying to get the most, probably don’t.

Kind of reminds me of some people and how they go thru’ life. Some just keep at the job at hand, calmly and stay with it, working steadily. Others are always running to the next pile, thinking they are get more. 

People are funny critters, as Baxter Black observed. Hope by the time you read this it is much warm

2/10/21


Turned out to not be so bad today.. got up to 6 or so and not much wind. We put in a tank this winter, a tire tank and hand’t used it until today… it was really iced over.. had to do a lot of chopping to get down to water.. almost a foot.. water line coming up thru’ was ice almost to where it comes in, so we got it running, took off the float and just letting it run to thaw all the ice out.. I went and checked a bit ago and there is still lots of ice to melt. We brought the cows down south in and put them up west and they can come in to the lane behind the house where there is plenty of shelter and stay out of the wind and get a goods drink of warm water. This is the first we have fed them any hay… They were pretty excited about the fish grass and didn’t even hurry to come to the hay. I just watched a hay auction and some about 50 miles west of me brought almost 200 a ton.. we need more but hopefully can find it closer and cheaper.

2/9/21

Cold! Or should I have spelled that… brrrrrrrrrr!

It sure decided to act like winter lately.. hopefully by the time you read this in the paper it will have warmed back up to our balmy weather we had been having.

Guess we shouldn’t complain, as in this country, you just know there is going to be some cold. Maybe it will kill off the last of the box elder bugs!

I was talking to friend in Texas the other day and as we were finishing up our conversation on the phone, he told me to come see him. I told him the way the weather was fixing to get it might be real soon. He remarked it was supposed to only get up to 10 above down there… well, heck, might just as well stay home I guess.

Speaking of Texans, I went to a horse shoeing clinic some years back, put on a guy who used to be from this area. He mentioned that he and his wife had moved to Texas not too long before that. “What? Why on earth would you want to move down there with all them big talking, bragging Texans?” I asked.

He told me that he kind of worried about that himself, but so far had found everyone to be real nice and welcoming. He had mentioned to an older rancher about this and said he was kind of surprised. As he put it to the rancher, “You know outside of Texas, you people don’t have the best reputation.”

The older rancher told him, “Son, what you don’t know is that every fall we go in and cull all the sorry dinks and ship them out of state.” He paused for a moment and then said, “ Most of them move to Oklahoma!”

I laughed pretty hard and told him that Cindy and I had spent three days, one night in Oklahoma. Not putting down either state, but we had a room with no heat or hot water and it was a small enough town and late enough we didn’t bother looking for another one. And I can say at least I didn’t  drive thru’ Kansas either time!

But thats a story for another time. Here is hoping your tractor don’t gel up and your stock all makes it thru’ this cold snap in good shape!

2/5/21

Since last I wrote about the new pup, she has settled in great. She is getting everyone trained to do her bidding! Well, maybe not the house cat. Skritchy ( a cross between Scratchy and Itchy) is a about three quarters grown bob tailed cat. As everyone knows, bob tailed cats are the best mousers! Must be doing her job as we ain’t seen nary hide nor hair of a mouse in the house for a long time!

But as I was stating, Skritchy doesn’t seem to think a tiny dog about a third of her size needs to be listened to or taken orders from. This seems to puzzle Bugz (the name the pup has acquired.. yeah, we get pretty original in naming animals around here) who has those dog genes that make her sure cats are supposed to run from dogs. Might be the problem is that Skritch has not admitted to nor attested to the fact that Bugz is a dog!

It is kind of entertaining to watch them stalk and chase and run away from each other. Especially now that Scratch has decided she doesn’t need to use claws to defend herself. She gets in a tipped over small box like a Mountain Lion in it’s lair and awaits the unsuspecting pup, who strives mightily to attack. Problem is, Scritch just don’t care. Have you ever noticed a cat can ignore something better than any other animal? But, when Skritch decides it is time to play, (I thinks she thinks Bugz is her own personal squeaky toy) the fight is on. She grabs the pup and envelopes her as best she can, but I got to give Bugs credit, she is getting pretty crafty at turning the attacks away and writhing from the grips of the feline. Kind of reminds me of watching these young boys at wrestling.

Other than that, life is the same old same old around here. The weather is turning colder and looks like winter might finally arrive. Worse the luck. Oh well, we had a good run of warm weather. I guess it is to be expected. Maybe the cold will kill off the last of the Boxelder bugs.

2/1/21

Since last I wrote, Cindy and I celebrated our 42 wedding anniversary. And most people, at the time we got married, told us it wouldn’t last!

I am amazed. We have a 40 year old son, who was just a little kid a couple years ago, it seems. And not very long go I saw a young man in the mirror and now there is this old guy who watches me shave. How does that happen so quick? One day your bullet proof and before your know it, you step off the porch step and turn your ankle and you can barely walk for a month!

Last spring, the first part of May, I ran to shut a gate before a bull got thru’, I didn’t want to get thru’, and stumbled and jammed my thumb. It still gives me grief if I use it too much or wrong.

Yup, I sure would have taken care of myself a lot better, if I had known I was going to live this long. One thing about getting older, is it is a lot cheaper for me to party. One drink and I am happy to quit, and if I make it to 10 pm it has been quite a night!

Another thing that happened, since last I wrote, is that Cindy got a new puppy. Our middle son, Tate, got it for her. ( He has now been cut from my will…) Little thing is so tiny! Chiwawa ( yeah, I know it isn’t spelled that way, but that is how it is pronounced, so that is how I spell it!) and Yorkie. She had a little Yorkie years back she loved, and has always wanted another tiny dog. 

I don’t like pet dogs. I like working dogs. Like my Border Collie. She works cows, cats and kids and would work horses if I let her. She will watch a gate to keep the cattle in or go get them if they get out. Jumps in the tractor or pickup with ease. Judy like a dog is supposed to do. 

This one, she calls Bugz, is just a play toy for the house cat! Hopefully she will learn to hate mice as much as her mistress and kill all she encounters. Right now she is pretty mean to the little stuffed toys. And the little puppy is too! 

Weather has stayed pretty nice. We didn’t even notice if we had a January thaw this year. I am blaming it on the new President. Seems like the thing to do.. blame every thing on him! At least that is what happened to the last one.

Well, I better quit writing and go see if the cat has eaten the new pup yet!

Hello!

Seems I don’t write on here as much as I used to. I guess it is because this blog and site have taken on another purpose and I spend too much time writing and posting photos on other sharing sites.. ie. Facebook, Instagram, Mewe and such. I started writing a weekly spot for a local paper and it seems to take up most of my ideas…

Tate got Cindy a little house mutt, against my objections. Thats it, he is out of the will! Little white booger with brown around an eye and around it’s tail. I say it’s, as she claims it is female and I claim it is male… the plumbing don’t look right to me, for it to be female… to low and far away from the tail… time will prove one of us right, I guess.

I had my 63rd birthday on the thirteenth and a friend who reads this blog faithfully sent me a nice card, as she always does. You would think I would be smart enough to remember her birthday and reciprocate…but I always forget. I am sure she knows how much I appreciate it and her and her husband. Maybe someday they will come visit again. I hope so.

Been a pretty dry, warm winter. We don’t get many of those. I used to think we had to have winter snow for moisture and especially to fill water holes. We have enough wells and pipeline we can do with out the natural and man made water holes, but it’s always nice to see them full. This is a high desert area and normally (like it is ever normal around this country) we get about 15 inches of moisture. Over the years I have noticed that the snows that come in March and April seem to do us more good than the stuff that hangs around all winter. And I bet we are about to get some. Seems like most of our moisture comes in April, May and June. But it always varies.

Dad always said, “The Good Lord will send us just as much as we need and evidently some years we don’t need as much!” Here is hoping He wants us to have a more normal type year, moisture wise. About the 1st of April when we are supposed to start calving, I bet we start getting some moisture.

Thought on getting older

In just a few days, I will have a birthday. 63 year. Doesn’t seem that old, in this day and age. My body tells me it is, as things don’t work like they used to, so I can not do the same work for the same amount of time. Things I used to enjoy are no longer fun to do. Hard to find anything on TV worth watching. Hard to find books I enjoy reading.

Probably the most appalling thing to me is, what has happened in my life time to the country I live in.

I have been a life long follower of Jesus Christ. I find as I age, that He has much more appeal to me and what He advocates for us to live a good life and follow Him. I am sad to admit that when I was younger, I didn’t think I needed Him or His rules very much.

And I think that is what has happened to this country, in my lifetime. Except it used to be, most adults in this country felt as I do now and encouraged all to follow the 10 Commandments. Now, adults seem to mostly ignore them.

When I was younger, very few people, man and woman, openly lived together without the benefits of a marriage. Most children who were born, had a mother and a father, barring an accident or death of one parent or the other. Drugs were something the doctor gave you when you were sick. Abortions were not performed by legal doctors. At least not one who were operating out of public Hospitals and clinics. Divorces were far and few between.

All that changed in my lifetime.

Now, it is perfectly acceptable for people to have children without the benefits of marriage. And if a woman has several children fathered by several men, it’s no big deal. Heck, the government will give them a good monthly paycheck for each child they have. “Helping” them. Everyone seems to think that is a good thing. There is no shame in living together with out the benefit of marriage. Divorce is a fairly common thing. From what I read, of the people who do decide to marry, over half will get a divorced. Many children are raised with just a mother. Or a grandmother. But no father around. And no once seems very concerned about it. 

We have states who are legalizing the sale and consumption of drugs that used to be illegal. They say, it is better, as the jails are too full of people who “just made a mistake”. So lets just legalize these things so it’s no longer a mistake.

It seems like you can do just about anything, and no one will make you feel ashamed. We are more tolerant.

Tolerance.

Sure, tolerate people using booze or drugs and using that as an excuse to abuse the weaker, around them. 

You can be sexually promiscuous and that is fine. What’s “good for the goose is good for the gander”. After all, we have easy birth control now. It’s not like your going to cause someone to get pregnant and have to marry her and live with her for the rest of your life! And if you and your partner do have an accidental pregnancy, you can just go get an abortion and the government will pay for it if you can’t.

My, but we have come a long ways.

When you read the news or listen to it or watch it on the many ways to do so, it is distorted and out right lies, that everyone has been trained to believe, are the truth. We have “fact checkers” to reinforce the lies that are written and put out for all to hear and view.

Gosh, seems to me I read about stuff like this years ago… lets see.. when was that? Oh yeah, during the wars! WWI , WWII, Korea, Viet Nam, etc… only thing was, seemed like most of it was pointed toward the enemy to confuse and baffle them and keep them under control.

So I guess as I age I have come to the conclusion, it isn’t much fun. Only thing I have to look forward to of this once great country and world, is that as Jesus let us know, it is not my home and I most likely won’t have to be here too much longer. 

And you know what? That is fine by me. But I sure feel sorry for my kids and grandkids and what they will have to endure. But hey, at least we are real tolerant….

Santas scarves

Some don’t know what a scarf is

At least the scarf some cow folks wear

A big piece of cloth that goes ‘round the neck

Like the ones ladies used to tie over their hair

Cowboys, punchers and buckaroos

Found that when tied around the neck

It helped keep you warm in winter time

Good as another coat, by heck

Some will use it to cover their face

Just hang it over their nose

Tie it in back of their head

Keeps the dust out when the wind blows

Some call them wild rags

Cause mostly they are big and bright

Made from silk are the best

Warm and lightweight , just right

And now that we got the Woo Han flu

Spreading around all over the land

Many have taken to using it like that

Stops sneezes to beat the band

So when my ol’ pal Santa calls me up

And asks just what he’s supposed to do

To meet the mandates spreading around

To prevent the Woo Han flu

I tells him to get a wild rag

And to tie it over his face

Besides stopping snot slinging

It will help him to have a warm face!

“But what about the reindeer?”, he asks

“Well shoot, do the same for them”

“How do I get them big enough?”, he asks

That kind of wrinkled my brain stem!

“Bigger,” I shouts! “Bigger!”

“Then they will fit their big nose”

“How do I keep them on?”, he asks

“Just tie them to their antlers I suppose!”

So when you look up Christmas Eve

And see Santy and that bright red sled

Pay no mind to them flappin’ rags you see

Just taking precautions that Woo Han don’t spread!

Rdennis 12/20 Art by LE Stevens

Santas scarf

From an idea from my friend Sue. Hope you like it Sue!

Some don’t know what a scarf is

At least the scarf some cow folks wear

A big piece of cloth that goes ‘round the neck

Like the ones ladies used to tie over their hair

Cowboys, punchers and buckaroos

Found that when tied around the neck

It helped keep you warm in winter time

Good as another coat, by heck

Some will use it to cover their face

Just hang it over their nose

Tie it in back of their head

Keeps the dust out when the wind blows

Some call them wild rags

Cause mostly they are big and bright

Made from silk are the best

Warm and lightweight , just right

And now that we got the Woo Han flu

Spreading around all over the land

Many have taken to using it for that

Stops sneezes to beat the band

So when my ol’ pal Santa calls me up

And asks just what he’s supposed to do

To meet the mandates spreading around

To prevent the Woo Han flu

I tells him to get a wild rag

And to tie it over his face

Besides stopping snot slinging

It will help him to have a warm face!

“But what about the reindeer?”, he asks

“Well shoot, do the same for them”

“How do I get them big enough?,” he asks

The kind of wrinkled my brain stem!

“Bigger,” I shouts! “Bigger!”

“Then they will fit their big nose”

“How do I keep them on?”, he asks

“Just tie them to their antlers I suppose!”

So when you look up Christmas Eve

And see Santy and that bright red sled

Pay no mind to them flappin’ rags you see

Just taking precautions that Woo Han don’t spread!

Rdennis 12/20