Monday, March 31, 2014

2014 - brought to you by the letter "P"

We left Nelly in the barn this year, and found this wet wee beasty yesterday morning.  #1 did the morning check and figured he missed all the action by about 10 minutes.

He was clean, but wet, when I got out to the barn.  He was having trouble getting up on his feet, and shivering terribly. I rubbed him down to dry him off and get the circulation going, but he was still shivering and stumbling.
#1 scooped him up (if only I had muscles like that!  He must be a hundred pounder!) and took him outside to the sun.  I rubbed him down again, and then he got up on his feet.
It took almost an hour to get him nursing.  Nelly wasn't cooperative at first.  We sat and watched for about twenty minutes while he tried to get under her and she kept shying away from him.

#1 decided to try milking her, and after a couple of minutes she stood good as gold.  I guess she needed to know that her sore teats from last year had recovered.

Once the milk was flowing, Nelly relaxed, and we got him aimed in the right direction, he took to nursing like a pro.  The two of them laid down beside the hay bale and napped in the sunshine.

The weather was beautiful.  We hit +4!!  So we left them in the pasture for the day.

Late in the afternoon we got ready to make the move to the milk room.  The nights are still too cold to leave him outside.

Moving him was a breeze.  He followed Nelly out of the pasture, and then followed #2 along the path we use to get to the milk room.  #2 has dubbed him Patrick. 

Not so easy for Nelly.  Our path was too narrow for her and she sunk in the snow to her belly.

#2 started shovelling a new path (easier than shovelling the hard pack we've been walking on).  #1 shovelled Nelly out of the snow and got her onto the new path.  Husband went down to the other end to shovel, and they met in the middle.  Then Nelly walked across to reunite with her baby.

After checking to make sure he was ok- already napping in the manger, she went about eating her dinner.

And all was well in the world.  Until the wee noise maker came out to see what was going on.


What was that?


Oh!  Where did that come from?  Nelly met her new nephew. (Nelly was raised in part by Mama goat).  Life was good.

Until Sheila came charging in, climbing over top of Patrick (I don't think she even saw him), through the manger to her boy.  There was a mild scuffle between Nelly and Sheila, but then they took to opposite sides of the room and both settled down.  I suppose if my sister had climbed over top of my baby, I'd have tried to t-bone her too.

The wee billy looks just like his daddy, with just a touch of colour to him- almost like he's just a little dirty.  He's a week old and has no name!  Suggestions for the letter "P"?


Monday, March 3, 2014

Firewood

I mentioned before that there's a logging company working on the crown land behind our property.  We're low on firewood.  The weather wasn't too bad- only -20°C, sunny, tiny snowflakes, so we decided to go check out where they were cutting.  The last time they cut, it was way back into the bush and they had to put a bridge in to get their trucks across.  We couldn't get to the scrap piles in the spring.
Check it out- brand new road.  It's in better shape than the road we live on- wider, too.  It's not too far in, just past the first turn off down the trail.




They're leaving big scrap piles off to the sides, mostly pine, and a fair bit of birch. 

It's a lot of waste.  Easy cutting for us, and we should still be able to get to most of it in the spring.
We filled our trailer twice in less than two hours.



Husband decided to climb up on top and cut off logs to toss down.
Mom came out with us on the second trip.

We barely made a dent in the first pile we tackled. 

Husband talked to some of the loggers.  They expect to be finished by next weekend.  They say the new trail goes back to a small lake.

If we're lucky and don't get a ton of snow dumped on us for awhile, we might be able to keep working on it until spring melt.  We should definitely be able to get enough wood to get us through the rest of the winter between yesterday and next weekend. 




Friday, February 28, 2014

Incubating

Let the count down begin.
Just eight eggs in the incubator this round.  I put a towel over it to stabilize the temperature somewhat. 

With the nights still so cold, I couldn't get the temperature to stabilize without it.  The towel is helping substantially, however, it's also covering the vents, so I'm not sure what that will do to the humidity level. 

I decided to keep enough eggs for breakfast, and give it a go with the remaining eight.  Not too much to risk.  With a little luck, we could have chicks for the first day of spring.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Harvest 2013

Harvest 2013

Nothing new here, just a copy for my records before I wipe out the little side bar.  My record keeping was bad last year, especially at butcher time.  We butchered one female calf and two smallish pigs.  Our neighbour also dropped off a bit of venison, since he had more than he needed.  This is what I tracked though, so here it is.

  • Dairy- Butter- pounds- 46 lbs
  • Dairy- Milk- 750L (approximate)
  • Eggs (approximate)- 70
  • Fat- Tallow- Quarts- 6
  • Fruit- Blueberries- Meals- 8
  • Fruit- Nectarines- quarts- 6
  • Fruit- Rhubarb- frozen pulp- 6
  • Jam- Strawberry- pints- 13
  • Juice- Rhubarb- 12L
  • Meat- Beef- Ground-
  • Meat- Beef- Jerky-
  • Meat- Beef- Roasts- 4
  • Meat- Beef- Steaks- 33
  • Meat- Beef- Stew- 1
  • Meat- Chickens- butchered- 6
  • Meat- Fish- meals- 12
  • Meat- Partridge- 5
  • Pickles- Dill- Quarts- 12
  • Seeds- Sunflowers- Quarts- 3
  • Veg.- Beans- frozen, meals- 7
  • Veg.- Cucumbers- fresh- 44
  • Veg.- Onions- 6
  • Veg.- Peas- 3 handfuls
  • Veg.- Peppers- fresh- 17
  • Veg.- Potatoes- pounds- 10
  • Veg.- Tomatoes- fresh- 10 gallons
  • Wine- Apple- bottles- 21
  • Wine- Elderberry- bottles- 6

Medicine Chest

I'm not wiping the medicine chest off the side bar, just continuing to add to it as I create/harvest/prepare additions.  I'm just posting it here in case I should wonder when I added something at some point in the future.

  • Salve- Plantain-Comfrey
  • Tea- mint leaves- quarts- 2
  • Tea- raspberry leaves- quart- 1
  • Tea- Yarrow- quart 1
  • Tincture- Pennyroyal
  • Tincture- Speedwell
  • Tincture- Thyme
  • Tincture- Yarrow

Friday, February 21, 2014

Chickens in the Basement

When the chickens started started dieing, we built a temporary home for them in the basement. 
Temporary chicken coop
 It's just the space under the stairs, about three feet wide and 10 feet long.  There was a pole conveniently located from ceiling to floor in the corner, which made sectioning the space off very simple.  We put in a little door way and wrapped the whole thing in plastic.  Plastic of course, is not the best for ventilation, however it does protect the birds from the smoke that escapes the fire box.

Normally this space is reserved for overnighters- large pieces of firewood that we don't split, used to keep the fire from going out over night.  They had to be moved before we could bring the chickens in. 

The plastic is held in place by firewood at the bottom, and stapled to the top of the stairs and wall at the top.

Rooster with three remaining hens
Surprisingly, with just the four of them, it really doesn't smell.  I give them a coffee can of fresh shavings every two or three days, and that seems to be plenty to keep the smell down.

They made an escape a couple of times, the door wasn't closed properly and they were roaming loose in the morning.  That was messy.  They seem to have gotten into everything.

They don't currently have proper nesting boxes, just a cardboard box on the floor.

They'll stay inside now until the grass starts growing in the spring, or the temps at least stabilize over night.


Thursday, February 20, 2014

Furry Critters

As I mentioned in the comments the other day, Tori, coming from the south, took two years living in the north to grow a proper winter coat. We were lucky that those winters were milder than this one.
Knightmare, Tori, Shiloh, winter 2014
It's hard to see, but her fur is just as thick and long now as Knightmare and Shiloh's, who were born and raised in the north. 


Toothless, summer 2013
 Toothless, lean and sleek through the summer, becomes a furry beast in the winter.
Toothless, winter 2014
He's a holstein cross, bottle baby from the auction.  Again, we were lucky.  His first winter was much milder.  Last winter was harsh, but not as bad as this year.  He has adjusted to life outside in the great white north.

Nelly was born furry, and keeps a fairly thick coat even through the summer.
Nelly, winter 2014
And then there's Dorie.  She's another furry beast, although she loses her thick fur coat in the spring. 
Dorie, winter 2013
The funny thing about Dorie- we don't really know what she is.  We know she's a beef cow, a crossbreed, probably Limousin, but those horns just don't match up with any of the common beef breeds in the neighbourhood.
Scottish highland cows (picture stolen from facebook friend)
Cranberry, my sister-in-law, has a cousin who lives in my area, and they raise Scottish Highlands.  When I added her to facebook, she looked through my pictures and commented about Dorie being part highland.  Hmmm...  Well, then...  If the horn fits...

Highland cows are well suited to northern winters and poor pastures.  They eat more scruff and browse than typical cattle.  So you'd think I'd want to jump in with both feet, right?

Their meat also has a taste of it's own.  I can't really explain it.  Some people say it's more gamey.  It doesn't taste like any deer or moose I've ever eaten though.  Slightly lamby?  Maybe goat-like?  I've never eaten goat myself.  At any rate, not my preference.

Mind you- the most delicious beef I've ever tasted, was Dorie's calf, Casper.  His Daddy was angus.
Majesty, winter 2014

This furry little beast is the future.  She looks little in the picture, but Nelly's a good 50 feet or so behind her.  She's a big little girl.  Her fur is long and thick.  She's at least 1/4 holstein and 1/2 beef. (Toothless' and Dorie's daughter). 

Sheila, winter 2014
My only explanation for Sheila surviving this winter is her age.  Her fur is a little thicker, but not very long.  She looks great, just about ready to kid.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Winter Sucks

Winter sucks on a good year. This year, winter really, really sucks.

The cold came early, most of November and December ran in the -40°C range.  Weeks and weeks of freezing bloody cold with rarely a day in the tolerable -30°C range.  January was worse to start, then got a little better, then worse again.  More of the same for February, until this week.  We're at a balmy -9°C now.

You'd think with all the cold, we'd at least get a break from the snow.  But no, no luck there either.  More snow this year than we've had since we moved up north.  Many of the old timers say there hasn't been this much snow in 20 years.
The cold and snow and wild life took it's toll on the livestock.  When two of the calves disappeared, coupled with numerous prints, I assumed wolves.  The next two calves froze to death, no doubt about it.  We found their bodies.  We'll see if we find the bodies from the first two when things melt in the spring.  That's all my bottle babies and Mugsy, Mindy's calf.  The only survivor (touch wood) is Majesty, Dorie's calf.

We found Mildred lying in the middle of the barn.  No signs of trauma.  Just dead.  Again, I assume it was the cold. 

Mama took sick and died.  Max froze to death.  Mary Jane broke one horn, then the other about a month later.  She died a few days after that.  I think one of the bigger critters may be responsible for injuring her.  Sheila is the lone surviving goat.

We moved the three surviving meat hens and 1 rooster to the basement in December.  All of my other hens and the chicks I hatched last year died.  One goose and 2 roosters remain outside.

Wonder suffered severe frost bite and we put her down.

Winter depresses me on a good year.  This year, it's been over the top.

#4 got freezer burn- a form of frost bite that's like a third degree burn.  The picture is three days after it happened, with the swelling down to about half the size it was.  He had to go to the hospital everyday for treatments with flamazine for almost two weeks.  We got lucky and he didn't get infected.  He's looking pretty good now, ears back to normal size, but he'll remain highly susceptible to frost bite for the rest of this winter, and still increased likely hood for the rest of his life after that.


Loggers have been working the bush behind us, and decided to pile the snow from the end of the logging trail down our trail, blocking it off.

Snow banks on the sides of the road have been pushed back again and again and still look huge.  Flooding is expected in the spring.

The one good thing this year was that #2 and #3 made the biathlon team with cadets.

They've been practicing skiing and shooting regularly.  I've been volunteering more with cadets and may become an officer.  I got to go to the regional competition with them in Sault Ste Marie.  It was too cold to ski.  Seriously.  They had to do an indoor range competition, and a physical fitness competition instead.  My boys didn't do well this year (first timers), but our girls won gold for the relay team, and one of the other boys one gold individually.  The provincials went better weather wise, and one of our girls is going to nationals in March in Nova Scotia!

#2 is totally hooked on skiing, and continues practicing for next year.  He's cut his time in half.  #4 is getting a head start learning how to ski now.  I decided to give it a try too, and despite the fact that it's an outside winter sport, I kind of like it.  I'm really, really bad at it, but still, I kind of like it.

We're almost out of firewood and will probably need to start cutting in March to get us through the rest of the winter. 

Spring will probably be late.  I haven't started any seedlings- not even tomatoes.  No ambition.  Greenhouse 1 is going to need new plastic.  The back side is pretty much shredded.

Thanks to everyone who has popped in and said hello.  I haven't been in the mood to write much.  Winter sucks.