I went out today to run a few errands, namely to pick up chicken and the generic mixed grain which I feed to the cows and baby goats. While I was there, I had hoped to pick up another 10-15 bales of alfalfa while I was at the feed store. Not that I was looking forward to unloading hay in close-to-100 degree heat, but I figured I might as well get the hay now because there may not be another cutting.
As I pulled into the parking lot of the feed store, I was greeted by a sign advertising grass hay for $4 for a square bale, $40 for a round bale (both of which are high for grass hay) and no alfalfa. I should have got it last week when they had it.
On my drive to the store, I saw that the fields were in bad shape. The corn, grass and soybeans were drying up and turning brown. Even though we’ve watered it every few days, my garden is in bad shape. It’s getting fried by the heat. Birds are eating holes in what few tomatoes are left. Hopefully by the time the volunteer tomato plants get going, the weather will return to more normal temperatures and the rain will return.
Everything is starting to look like it did several years back when we had the serious drought. It’s a scary thought.
Around lunchtime I kicked the goats and Gwen out into the side pasture. Gwen has decided that the round bale of rye hay is not as appetizing as the hay that I put in for the goats and was once again, trying to get into the goat shelter. I hate that we’re having to feed hay so early in the season. They should be able to go out and eat grass and browse, but there isn’t much green left. If nothing else, I need to start to commit to kicking them out at least once a day, preferably in the morning when it’s cooler. If nothing else, they’ll get some exercise, something that Gwen really needs. She gave Gel an awful time coming out of the pasture. If she gets into a habit of going out once a day, she’ll comply. Trying to change a cow’s routine is asking for trouble.
The horses are holding their condition relatively well. There is still some green grass around the perimeter of their pasture. The only good thing about this hot and dry weather is that there are fewer flies and virtually no mosquitoes. Earlier in the year I saw a lot of fire and dragon flies, but they’ve all but vanished. I feel bad for the people who depend on selling their crops.
I’m afraid Wally is going to come home to a crank puss.
Until later …