The weather has been great all through calving – maybe too great. One worries about having enough moisture to make a good hay crop come summer. Shoots of green grass are appearing, and the bushes and trees have buds.
I had been anxious to get to some farming, but one thing after another keeps coming up to break up our day: the drain plugged up at home; a cow needed a trip to the vet; two semi-loads of hay were delivered; a new air compressor had to be unloaded and installed; the furnace quit, requiring disassembly and ordering of parts; there was a trip to town to buy a thermo-couple for the gas fireplace, another to take a check in for the tractor engine repair, and another to drop a ranch guest at the bus.
But the weather can turn any time in Montana, and this morning there were several inches of new snow. The weatherman had warned us of this earlier in the week, so my nephew came up Wednesday to help me take advantage of a fine sunny day a horseback bringing in the last of the heavies and turning out pairs.
It’s amazing how much weather even a newborn calf can stand once he’s been licked off well and gotten a belly full of milk.