Between the hoppers, and no rain things are looking kinda tough around here.LazyWP said:There isn't any green grass here at home, unless its subirrigated. You go 9 miles north to our other place, and they have had a couple inches more rain, and the hills show it.
Cattle look good. We were wondering though, are those you cattle across the highway from your drive? The grass looks pretty short from the road.
More true words have never been spoken. :lol: Your calves look real good, will you have much hay? I hate to say it but we are having a good year. Hay was a little short of rain early and my stands old but it is coming now , looks real good. Now just worried about the great white combine, it got me hard 3 years ago. Been hail all around some the size of baseballs.
Soapweed said:LazyWP said:There isn't any green grass here at home, unless its subirrigated. You go 9 miles north to our other place, and they have had a couple inches more rain, and the hills show it.
Cattle look good. We were wondering though, are those you cattle across the highway from your drive? The grass looks pretty short from the road.
I am planning to move those cattle today. Even though it has looked short from the road, there has been quite a bit of grass up in the hills. This is the kind of year we do what we have to do in trying to stay afloat (that does seem to be an odd word to use in a drought). :wink:
In discussing the drought this morning with my neighbor, he mentioned that some people think he put up his hay too early (he is done, except for a few low spots to get later and maybe a little upland if it ever grows). I am proud of him for being done haying, and wish our own was all up now as well. He got the hay all up with the highest quality possible; he beat the grasshoppers; it didn't get hailed out; and if we get any rain, the aftergrass will come on strong. Why would anyone condemn him for "getting it up too early"? I had to tell him that is the glory of ranching along the highway. Everyone knows his business better than he does. :wink:
My neighbor is a fine rancher, a hard worker, honest as the day is long, and he is a great friend. I reminded him of the old Aesop fable of The Man, The Boy, and The Donkey.
The Man, the Boy, and the Donkey
A Man and his son were once going with their Donkey to market. As they were walking along by its side a countryman passed them and said: "You fools, what is a Donkey for but to ride upon?"
So the Man put the Boy on the Donkey and they went on their way. But soon they passed a group of men, one of whom said: "See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he rides."
So the Man ordered his Boy to get off, and got on himself. But they hadn't gone far when they passed two women, one of whom said to the other: "Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little son trudge along."
Well, the Man didn't know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them. The Man stopped and asked what they were scoffing at. The men said: "Aren't you ashamed of yourself for overloading that poor donkey with both you and your son riding him?"
The Man and Boy got off and tried to think what to do. They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the donkey's feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them till they came to Market Bridge, when the Donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out and caused the Boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the Donkey fell over the bridge, and his fore-feet being tied together he was drowned.
"That will teach you," said an old man who had followed them:
"Please all, and you will please none."
LazyWP said:Soapweed said:LazyWP said:There isn't any green grass here at home, unless its subirrigated. You go 9 miles north to our other place, and they have had a couple inches more rain, and the hills show it.
Cattle look good. We were wondering though, are those you cattle across the highway from your drive? The grass looks pretty short from the road.
I am planning to move those cattle today. Even though it has looked short from the road, there has been quite a bit of grass up in the hills. This is the kind of year we do what we have to do in trying to stay afloat (that does seem to be an odd word to use in a drought). :wink:
In discussing the drought this morning with my neighbor, he mentioned that some people think he put up his hay too early (he is done, except for a few low spots to get later and maybe a little upland if it ever grows). I am proud of him for being done haying, and wish our own was all up now as well. He got the hay all up with the highest quality possible; he beat the grasshoppers; it didn't get hailed out; and if we get any rain, the aftergrass will come on strong. Why would anyone condemn him for "getting it up too early"? I had to tell him that is the glory of ranching along the highway. Everyone knows his business better than he does. :wink:
My neighbor is a fine rancher, a hard worker, honest as the day is long, and he is a great friend. I reminded him of the old Aesop fable of The Man, The Boy, and The Donkey.
The Man, the Boy, and the Donkey
A Man and his son were once going with their Donkey to market. As they were walking along by its side a countryman passed them and said: "You fools, what is a Donkey for but to ride upon?"
So the Man put the Boy on the Donkey and they went on their way. But soon they passed a group of men, one of whom said: "See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he rides."
So the Man ordered his Boy to get off, and got on himself. But they hadn't gone far when they passed two women, one of whom said to the other: "Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little son trudge along."
Well, the Man didn't know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them. The Man stopped and asked what they were scoffing at. The men said: "Aren't you ashamed of yourself for overloading that poor donkey with both you and your son riding him?"
The Man and Boy got off and tried to think what to do. They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the donkey's feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them till they came to Market Bridge, when the Donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out and caused the Boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the Donkey fell over the bridge, and his fore-feet being tied together he was drowned.
"That will teach you," said an old man who had followed them:
"Please all, and you will please none."
I wasn't tryin to tell you what to do there. Hope you know that. I am sure when people go past our place, where I have cows against the highway, they are thinking I am starving them, until they see how FAT they are. Lots of grass back off the road aways, but we are moving them tomorrow.
