Monday, April 2, 2012

At Long Last, A Dry Day

It was officially the wettest March on record for the Portland, Oregon area. From our vantage point here at the ranch, the valley floor looked like one big lake.

The first weekend in April was a "ditto" with a hellacious wind and hail storm late Saturday and a fair amount of rain on Sunday, making today -- a beautiful, sunny, dry day -- a slice of heaven.

We were able to get "no spray" signs set, reflective X, O markers that let the county know we'll be taking care of the weeds on the portion of our property that fronts the main road. We were also able to work a couple of horses beneath the brilliant blue sky. Did I mention that it felt like HEAVEN?

Here's a snapshot of little Tip, who will be two weeks old tomorrow, grazing in the upper pasture.


Earlier today, Tip took a couple of big shocks when he touched his nose to the pasture fencing's electric wire. Tip's mama, Daisy, presumed that the big steer, Tad, was to blame for her calf's speedy retreat and bawling fit. She mercilessly charged poor Tad repeatedly, sending him running for cover. Hell hath no fury like a cow's wrath.

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