It's amazing what difference a year makes. Last year was fairly dry but I felt there was a decent amount of grass. The cows were really restless though. I would put them in a pasture and they would walk from one end to another and back again. They never seemed to settle down. Last year I was hoping the calves would weigh good but they didn't. Fifty pounds lighter than they have been and they looked it to. The cows weren't in good shape and I believe that led to some extra dries this spring. It was a tough year last year.
This year now is completely different. The cows are content no matter where they are. they don't walk the fences looking for better grass. They are happy. I've kept them in their pastures longer than normal and they still aren't looking for new grass, just content with what they have. Damn is it nice to see. The calves are growing like mad and are going to weigh up good again this year. They look great. Hopefully they bred up better than the heifers and i won't have many drys. it would be nice.
These observations really came to my mind when I got to thinking that I hadn't seen a prairie dog all year. Last year these prairie lice seemed to be wanting to make a major move onto the place. You would be driving along a road and here would be a prairie dog running down the road or you would spot a new hole out in a place I had never seen one before. I took to carrying a gun and shooting them whenever I saw them. I don't want the prairie lice starting here. I must have killed 15 or 20 of them through the summer trying to move in on me.
I never could figure out why I was seeing so many. A lot of these places were over 10 miles from the nearest town so I couldn't figure out why they were moving in so hard. Thinking about it now that I haven't seen any this year leads me to believe it was the same thing as the cows. The grass was of very poor nutritional value last year and the prairie lice, like the cows, were moving around looking for a better quality feed. This year with the good feed there is no pressure for the lice to move so they are staying home and I don't see any.
I'm sure glad it is a different year. It's nice to see the cows happy. The only problem is all the grass makes a larger fire danger so i worry more about that but a little rain would change that equation. None in the forecast yet but I'm hoping. We are going into September and a little rain by mid month is not unusual so I am hoping to see it. There is an old saying the Montana is "next year country." You live in hope next year will be better. I can see that. As good as this year has been, I hope next year is better.
Accuracy of observation is the equivalent of accuracy of thinking. Wallace Stevens
Thursday, August 30. 2007
Different Year
Tuesday, December 5. 2006
Drought And Despair
Farmers and Ranchers are the same all over the world when it comes to drought.
Drought, despair and the farmer
It's amazing how continued drought on weigh in a person and drive them to despair. It gets so hard to make the tough decisions on how to cutback and where that you get tired after a while. Questions like, "Does it ever get easier?" come to mind. I'v all ready heard ranchers here lamenting that it's too dry and they will have to sell all their cows next year for lack of feed.
My sympathies and understanding go out to the farmers and ranchers of Australia. They are hurting right now in their drought and I completely understand the situation. Remember, next year will be better. You always have to believe next year will be better to keep going. That little bit of hope is sometimes all a person has.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of. Lord Byron
Drought, despair and the farmer
Behind us is a tin shed with bales of feed piled to the roof. There's little left for the stock, and he's forked out $8000 for the hay, the first time he's ever had to do this.
We're talking about the prospect he faces of having to start letting numbers of his cattle go, instead of continuing the job of building his own herd.
In common with most farmers, John is an optimist and, despite his worsening predicament, still has time to consider those worse off than him.
He tells me about a dairy farmer in the Western District who was obliged to sell off the herd his family had built up over generations, because he could no longer afford the spiralling price of feed.
It's amazing how continued drought on weigh in a person and drive them to despair. It gets so hard to make the tough decisions on how to cutback and where that you get tired after a while. Questions like, "Does it ever get easier?" come to mind. I'v all ready heard ranchers here lamenting that it's too dry and they will have to sell all their cows next year for lack of feed.
My sympathies and understanding go out to the farmers and ranchers of Australia. They are hurting right now in their drought and I completely understand the situation. Remember, next year will be better. You always have to believe next year will be better to keep going. That little bit of hope is sometimes all a person has.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of. Lord Byron
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