I put gates at the end of the lane and an electric fence around the house and barnyard, and turned the cows into the fields for the fall grazing. The cows ate the new hay seeding, (Square-Foot Saturday), as low as they could, pictured below.
My friend Mark came over on Tuesday and helped me sort the cows away from the calves. Then we ran them through the chute and gave them their second round of vaccinations.
We like to leave them in the corral for a couple of days until the bawling slows. If you move them right away, the cows will go through about any fence just to stand next to their calf. It’s probably driven by milk hormones. After three days the cows are ready to go to greener pastures.
Unfortunately we received two inches of rain on Wednesday. The corral dirt turned into slop, and Dad and I had to slog through the mud to sort and move the calves. The steers are now at my farm, and the heifers are at my parent’s farm.
We still haven’t had a hard frost. The light frost of a few weeks ago only browned the pumpkin and squash leaves.
We buried a family friend yesterday. Sgt. Jakob J. Roelli was killed in action in Kandahar province, Afghanistan. He was 24.
I remember talking to a friend in the late 80’s. He had joined the National Guard to help pay for his college. We thought there was no way he would ever see active duty, because the US was done with war. Vietnam was still fresh, and the Soviet Union was collapsing. He ended up seeing active duty in the first Iraq war.
Now this young man who I’ve known since he was a baby is dead. We’ve been in Afghanistan for ten years. The original intent as I understood it, was to oust the Taliban and bring Osama Bin Laden to justice. I don’t know what our goal is now. I’m sad.