I talked, last week, about how we stagger our grazing times in the front pasture...
saying that I separated the pigs from the horses only as a matter
of logistics.
The pigs graze after the horses...
or, as in the case of yesterday...
The horses were out in the upper pastures for the morning,
leaving the front pasture free for the pigs, sheep and donkeys.
It was a spectacular autumn morning.
As the sun rose, the early morning sun warmed the earth,
and before long the air was quite temperate.
When grazing time was over (several hours later),
no one was in the mood to return to the dry lot.
We approached the horses
and they took off bucking and running to the opposite side of the pasture.
Eventually, they acquiesced and we all walked back to the barn together.
After everyone was situated at the barn, we called the donkeys in from the pasture.
Of course, the pigs came running as well.
The solution to this logistics problem is to get the donkeys in,
and then lure just the pigs back out to the pasture with Ritz crackers.
As Hubbs treated the pigs to their crackers,
I removed grazing muzzles and set up the donkey's hard feed
(basically just a vitamin and mineral supplement).
I quickly shut the front gate to keep the pigs out,
and we all ventured out into the front pasture to clean up manure.
It was more social hour than work hour, however...
with the pigs getting more than their share of attention!
I'm sure if anyone drove by and saw us laying in the pasture with our pigs,
they might think us crazy!
(We are!)
By afternoon it had warmed into the upper 60's.
I had packages to pick take to the Post Office,
and a few things to buy at the grocery store,
so we set off on our bicycles...
We rode to a post office that was just a little farther away than our usual.
Then back through the countryside to the grocery store.
As I was riding down this road, my wallet suddenly opened
and $1 bills started blowing into my face.
We scrambled to recover them all... Hubbs saying,
"You've got too much money when it starts blowing in your face!"
Note to self... always zipper your wallet!
We reached the grocery store to find this...
(one of the things I love about life in the country)
By the time we reached home, we had biked 24 miles.
It was the perfect day!!
And if your order was one of the ones that I took to the Post Office,
you will be happy to know that it was partially brought to you by pedal power!
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