Rounding up the youngest 96 calves to brand
The last time the little red calving shed was where it is supposed to be
The morning was breezy but the wind turned steadily stronger as the day progressed.
By late afternoon, the wind reached hurricane force.
Consolidating the cattle
Pickin's are poor but they had been fed all the hay they could eat.
With the wind gusting ferociously, we set the portable panels up on the north side of a grove of cedar trees.
It was actually quite pleasant branding out of the wind.
The processing begins
And the branding is underway. We were glad Brady was available to help us, but Rena had gone to Colorado to visit for a couple days.
Sweet Potato loaded the wheels and coiled the ropes.
The bases are loaded and I am up to bat.
Kosmo Kid throws
And it is good.
Here he comes out with the calf.
Peach's cousin, her husband, and their three triplet boys age 12 arrived for a visit.
Peach and her cousin from Alabama. There she is a veterinarian and her husband is in the timber industry.
The triplets will all be in seventh grade next fall.
Later in the day we visited Sparky at his shop.
Peach and her mother
Peach and her oldest son
When we arrived back home after the big blow, there was grass stuck on the wires of the fence.
This calving shed blew and rolled for nearly a hundred yards. It was pretty well wrecked from the ordeal.
It was a very good day, and it was not a very good day. :wink: