“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

When The Rain Freezes

Besides the softest patter of freezing rain on the roof, yesterday was almost silent.  Our world stood motionless as the thinnest layer of ice coated everything.

It was not a day for venturing outdoors, unless completely necessary... which, is the category that animal chores falls into.

We wormed the herd yesterday... administering a paste wormer that supposedly tastes like apple.  

The horses weren't buying the whole apple idea.  With resignation, they swallowed their dose and asked for a peppermint chaser.  Everyone cooperated, with the exception of tight-lipped Ollie, whose dose ended up in his cheek fur.  We will have to re-visit the feed store this morning to get another box of wormer so that we can this time get Ollie's dose into his mouth.

Aside from that, absolutely nothing worthy of a report happened yesterday on this quiet, still day.   The fireplace was the center of my day... and I used the time to make headway on the current knitting project.

I had to laugh, Karen, at your comment.  You are absolutely right.  We stumbled onto the graham cracker treats for the animals after Hubbs came home from the grocery store one day so proud of himself for finding a great deal on...

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