OK, now they're spoiled

I just spent an hour and a half sitting on the kitchen porch with a brick and a mallet, breaking up cubes of compressed alfalfa into pieces small enough for the sheep and goats to eat easily. Some of the cubes were so hard, it took considerable pounding to break them up; I don't see how a sheep is supposed to eat that stuff.

I need some sort of machine that can grind the cubes up or something. Wish I still had my grandfather's electric wood chipper.

It was so much easier when we had bales of alfalfa. You'd just pull off a few flakes every day or two and toss them in the manger.



Oh, God, my sinuses are full of alfalfa!

Squirrel spies

As I was sitting on the porch, breaking up alfalfa, I noticed a squirrel sitting in the tree outside watching me. I managed to grab my camera and snap a single picture. I guess he's too shy and doesn't like having his picture taken, because he took off.




(This isn't the same squirrel as the one who posed for the camera previously)

The power of cheese

Cracker Barrel cheese is like crack.

Uh-oh.

* Snow accumulations: as a result of these two systems... total
accumulations by Wednesday morning is expected to be generally
in the range of 10 to 13 inches.

It's just getting worse.