Stories of life on our farm in Northwest Georgia where every day is an adventure in this beautiful spot that God has entrusted to our stewardship.
Showing posts with label Zephyr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zephyr. Show all posts

Monday, January 6, 2014

Looking Back on 2013

This post is about a week late, but we were enjoying lots of company around Christmas and New Year's so I'm just now catching up, while it's 15° outside.  I've just been looking back over the past year to tally up our "Losses" and "Gains" and see how the year turned out.  They are listed in approximately chronological order.

Losses and Good-byes

1)  Shemar Moore, rooster with a Criminal Mind, ended up as coq au vin after attacking Kara.

Ghandi, the peaceful Light Brahma rooster, might call this a gain!  So might Herb and Kara who ate the coq au vin.

2)  Hail damage to our roof.  This ended up being a definite gain since our insurance paid for a new roof.

 3)  Five guinea hens and three turkeys that we tried raising.  Misty ended up killing all five guineas after confusing them with predators, we had to put down one turkey that got injured, and a fox got the other two fully-grown turkeys two days before we intended to butcher them.  There was a gain here, though, as we learned two things:  A)  No more guineas and B)  Use electrified poultry netting for turkeys.

4)  Our entire fruit crop of peaches, apples, nectarines and figs was either destroyed by insects or rot before it ever ripened.  This is a real loss, as Herb has devoted five years to his orchard.  We hope this was due to the extremely wet year and that next year we might finally get some fruit.

5)  My darling Zephyr died suddenly on June 19, a loss that can't even be compared to the others.  She was truly a dog in a million, and she is sorely missed at Zephyr Hill Farm and by all who knew her.

6)  Sara, our first Dexter, and her lovely heifer Tundra went to Kentucky to live with the family we bought Sara from.  Herb would definitely call this a gain, but I will miss Sara's personality which made her so photogenic.

7)  Ping, the lone Pekin duck we adopted when she needed a new home, was likely trampled by the commotion caused when her sheep buddies tried to steal food from our leased bull.  She was a fun and funny mascot whom we miss.  We also lost one of the Muscovy drakes in the barnyard to an unknown cause, so this was NOT the Year of the Bird around here.

8)  A truck tire slashed in our driveway one night reminded us that we live in a fallen world.  By God's grace, the malevolence that inspired this vandalism did not touch us or our animals.

9)  Monty, Jackson and Olivia, the three dogs we inherited from Herb's sister in 2011, went on to new homes.  Both Herb and I actually call this a gain, and I'm sure all three dogs would, too, as they each blossomed in their new home.  In addition, we re-gained our basement after a haz-mat cleaning and painting.

10)  Rambo and Obaama joined us and left us in the same year, and you might say they are with us still--in the freezer!  That would make their loss a gain, as well as the knowledge gained:  We like pigs better than sheep, and from now on we'll buy our lambs already frozen.

11)  Kara moved to a condo in Chattanooga this past fall, and we will truly miss having her just 500 feet away at the back of the property.  We miss her company, although we still get to see her, but we know this move was a huge gain for her!

12)  Kara's house, really a double-wide trailer, was torn down after she moved to Chattanooga.  Kara definitely feels this was a gain!  I must say, we do, too, because we plan to use the space for pasture.

Gains

1)  Precipitation was over 67" for the year, compared to 33" for Seattle, WA!

2)  All that rain translated into LOTS of grass!

3)  Our third grandchild, Eden, joined the family in April.  And yes, all three kids can fit on Julie!  We've enjoyed regular baby-sitting for all three kids as well as frequent visits to the farm by Charis and Kol.

4)  Lots of visitors, both family and friends, stayed in Narnia or came to enjoy the farm.

5)  We had two calves born on the farm this year, both heifers and both easy births.  ZH Siobhan's Macree (right) was born June 5, while her niece ZH Taco's Tundra was born on July 6.

6)  We leased FF Lil' Christmas Cash, Macree's sire, for the summer to breed Siobhan again.  Cash was such a nice bull that he completely changed Herb's mind about having our own bull.

7)  Herb built a milking parlor and stanchion in the barnyard, something I had dreamed of since Siobhan was born in November 2010.

8)  Our own Dexter milk has been on the menu since August, along with yogurt, mozarella, ricotta, and farmhouse cheddar cheese.  Milking is my favorite time of the day.

9)  The Doodad, a Kubota RTV, was my birthday present this year and has become the most-used piece of equipment on the farm.

10)  Zephyrhill Jet Stream (Jet for short) joined the family this summer.  He and his sister Bonnie (Kara's puppy, who comes for regular visits) have kept things lively ever since.

11)  The house got a new roof in the fall, thanks to our good insurance company.

12)  The hay barn got new cement-fiber siding and a coat of paint front and back, along with new translucent panels to let light in the back.

13)  We had just had Kara's garage re-sided when things fell into place to have her house torn down.  We meant to save the breezeway between the garage and house, but unfortunately it "fell into place"--flat on its side!  Repairs will be forthcoming once the weather warms up.  The carport on the right of the garage is our future winter feeding area for the animals.

14)  The fall was busy with new arrivals, the first of which was Sir Loin, a Dexter steer who is now 8 months old.

15)  Right on Sir Loin's heels came Boudin, who is now close to 2 years old.  We plan to keep him until after he beefs up on spring grass so he will be a temporary resident.

16)  The final newcomer was the most exciting of the three, New Hope Ebony Belle.  Like her grandmother Sara, Ebony is homozygous A2 so she is our future milk cow.  Unlike Sara, Ebony is friendly, sweet-tempered, polled, halter-broken, has a lovely udder--and actually likes us!  Ebony came here after a game of "Musical Cows" when Sara and Tundra went to live at Ebony's old home.

17)  A solid new retaining wall around the driveway replaced the old leaning wall of railroad ties.

18)  A lovely patio now graces our back yard.  We've already grilled out there several times and will probably pretty much live there when warm weather comes!  This is the fulfillment of a five-year old wish of mine.

19)  Fencing the northern side of our property from the barn past Kara's old house was the last project of 2013 and will continue into 2014.  We'll enclose the last unfenced grazing area, giving us another pasture adjoining the barn.

20)  This is just a teaser for the last big gain of 2013:  Our new bull, Mrald Crown Royal.  He's still a baby in Washington state, just weaned from his mother, and about to embark on a journey more than halfway across the country to become our future herd sire.  Stay tuned for more developments, as we hope he'll arrive before the end of the month.

As you can see, you don't have to be a math whiz to figure out that our 2013 balance sheet shows a huge Net Gain!  We are grateful for God's many blessings throughout the year, even through trials and losses, and we rest secure in the assurance of His love and care throughout the year ahead.

May God bless each of you in 2014!




Thursday, October 3, 2013

Gone, But Not Forgotten

Dear, Darling Zephyr,

I just finished talking with Mrs. Wetzel from the Obedience Club, the lady who taught your Canine Good Citizen Class.  Remember her?

Well, she remembers you.  Yes, my darling girl, five years and a whole horde of dogs and puppies later, she remembers you.  You were that kind of dog.

I think of you all the time.  Every time I look at my phone, I see your sweet face.  I run my finger over it as if I could pet you, and often I give you a kiss.

Every day at the computer, I see you running across the top of this blog, racing the horses and barking with glee.

After you died, Aunt Karen sent me some poems.  I want to share them with you now because they are so true.  Maybe someone else who has lost their precious doggy friend will find them and be comforted.  They'll probably cry just as hard as I'm crying right now, but hopefully their hearts will be comforted, too.  You'd like that, wouldn't you?

I Only Wanted You

They say memories are golden;
Well, maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
No one could ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway
And heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

Author - Vicky Holder

 Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today,
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And shared her silent thoughts with me.
She'll come no longer to my call,
Retrieve no more her favorite ball.
A voice far greater than my own
Has called her to His golden throne.
Although my eyes are filled with tears,
I thank Him for the happy years
He let her spend down here with me
And for her love and loyalty.
When it is time for me to go
And join her there, this much I know,
I shall not fear the transient dark
For she will greet me with a bark.

Author Unknown
Tribute to a Best Friend

Sunlight streams through window pane onto a spot on the floor . . . then I remember,
It's where you used to lie, but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet and muted echoes sound . . . then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road and up beyond the hill . . .
then I remember,
It can't be yours . . . your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor and empty muted hall,
And lay them with the absent voice and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured memories in a blanket of my love,
And keep them for my best friend until we meet above.

Author Unknown

About a month after you died, Zephyr, I looked out in the back yard, and Hero had gone over to lay down by your grave.  He stayed there for a long time.  I truly think he knew what he was doing because he was there when we buried you.  We knew he missed you, and I think he was saying so in his own doggy way.
 







After a while, Jet and Bonnie went over to be with Hero.  They didn't know, of course, but they climbed on your grave and then laid down near Hero.  It was really precious, and I wanted you to know.

So dear Zephyr, I want you to know that although you've been gone more than three long months, you will never be forgotten.  You're in our hearts and memories.  You are part of Zephyr Hill Farm and always will be, and your memory will be honored and treasured by all who knew and loved you.

I love you forever, dear Zephie.

Your Mommy

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Introducing Jet and Bonnie

First, meet Karen of Karashome Shelties, a breeder of Shetland Sheepdogs near Danville, Kentucky.  She's holding the two puppies who were born on D-Day.  The puppy on the left looks like their mama Icey, and the puppy on the right looks like their daddy Walter.  Karen called them Liberty and Ike, but they both got new names on the same day they came to live at Zephyr Hill Farm.
Meet Jet (short for Karashome Jet Stream) and Bonnie (short for Karashome Bluebonnet).  They're checking out their new back yard.

Bonnie belongs to Kara . . .

... and Jet belongs to me.  I decided to give him a wind name in honor of Zephyr, my first Sheltie-love.  Zephyr was sweet and gentle, like the breeze called a zephyr.  Jet promises to be just as fast and lively as a jet stream.
The puppies met Hero . . .

... and Hero invited them to play.  They were a little scared, but they played with him . . .

... and each other.  Jet is smaller and faster; Bonnie is bigger and stronger.

Then Jet met Misty and wondered . . .

... "Are you my mother?"  No, she's not and she doesn't want to play.  Sorry, Jet!

So Bonnie and Jet played together some more.

Mama took lots of pictures of her new baby!


And Mimi took lots of pictures of baby Bonnie and her mama Kara.
Hero got inspired and expressed his own inner puppy with his Daddy.

And Jet watched from a safe distance.  He and Bonnie learn fast!