Sunrise on the Prairie

I put a new picture on the header and if somebody can help me get it all across the top, I'd appreciate it.  I don't have the patience with this box like I use to!

I FINALLY found the cord to my camera....it was in the backseat of my car..right where I left it, so hopefully I'll get some pictures posted from the past month.

The garden is started, babies are growing and it's still not raining.  Yep...life on the prairie.

Wednesday Hodgepodge

This week's Hodgepodge from Joyce: 

1. Would you rather talk to everyone at a crowded party for a short time or have a significant conversation with two people?  Sometimes I mingle and sometimes I get stuck with just a couple of people who will-not mingle!  Guess it depends on how many people are there and where it's at.  Some situations it's just easier to mingle.

2. What objects do you remember from your parent's living room?

I remember a big clock hanging on the south wall above the television (which I didn't inherit) and also Mom's two china cabinets...which one is in my living room right now and it's full of American Fostoria.

3. Do you hog the bed? Steal the covers? Snore?

Hog the bed..no, when we moved into the new house I wanted a King Size bed because my significant other gets up and down all night long.  I wanted to be able to sleep all night without feeling him shake the bed.  Steel the covers--I'm a quilter...we own more quilts than shoes.

Snore--He says I do, but it doesn't bother me.  If my allergies have been bothering me, I snore.

4. Speaking of Easter dinner....what is your favorite way to cook/eat lamb? Or does just the thought of that make you squeamish? If you're not cooking lamb what will be your entree du jour on Easter Sunday?

Were we speaking of Easter dinner?  Never ate Lamb...we eat Ham...or roast beef.  And have to have some kind of jello-fluff...'cause Mama always did.

5. Let's throw some politics into this week's mix-oooohhh...Do you know the whereabouts of your birth certificate and when was the last time you had to produce it to prove you're you?

My birth certificate is in my safe-deposit box.  I had to get it out when I applied for a concealed weapons license.

6. As a child, how did people describe you?

The tall, timid, clumbsy girl.  Now, I talk too much but am still clumbsy and still very tall.

7. What do you complain about the most?

I'm not a big complainer or whiner...I just live with one, but here lately the weather or lack of rain has really irritated me.  It affects our future income..so I think I have a right to complain when it's something I have no control over.

Oh, my ankle still hurts on some days, so you'll see me limping before I complain a lot tho.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

I am really looking forward to this summer.  Maybe it's because the grand-girls are getting bigger and we can play outside more, or maybe it's because I feel better than I did last summer....hopefully the surgery has healed my aching ankle!

Don't pet Stella..

Stella is one of our landlord's dog.   She's a red-heeler-something dog. 

We've farmed Stella's land for several years, but I remember the first time I went there.  "Don't pet Stella"  is something DH, and DSs told me time after time. 

 They know I love other people's animals and it's so hard NOT to pet her, but after you hear that first time Woo-Woof...nope, don't think I'll pet Stella...ever!

I'm just glad they keep her penned up when they're not outside.

Yep..she's more intimidating than me!

How about some calves?

I haven't showed any of our spring 2011 calf-crop, so last weekend when I went out to "help" I took my camera.

I just love their faces..Wish they would hold still so I could go rub on them all the time. They're so soft.

This poor cow (and calf) were taken to the barn.  She had dust pneumonia.

 Another farm, but same cow-family.  I love how this calf is a different color tan/brown than her Mom.  Her Dad is red Angus, and she's dark brown...hmmmm.

 We call this Milk Coma.  Licking the milk off of his nose and it drips off his chin.

Can you see the newborn hiding in the grass? 

 This cow's name is SuperStar.  She will eat you if you get between her and her calf.  She's a good mama, but stay away from her.  Her calf is a heifer, and I want to keep her in our herd.  Superstar is getting some age on her and will need a replacement in a few years.

 This is one of DH's tame mamas.  He always tries to have a few of these so they'll train the other cows to the pickup.  Spoiled pets....gives him someone to talk to when I'm not there.

 Here's one that still has a calf in her...or she's been eating too much hay.  I know exactly how she feels.

Red Mamas and red Daddy and the babies have white streaks across their faces.  I love it.

I think these two got into the marshmallow cream when Mama wasn't looking. 

The next time I get to go help, they will be a lot bigger.