Friday, May 28, 2010

Horses = No Sense

So, my husband kills himself fencing our 15 acres of hill that has an 8 acre flat for our mares.
What then do these mares do when turned out?
Well, they stand by the gate, of course. Do they go running free through the hills?
Of course not!

Shew!
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At our Farm
Spring 2010
Be thou diligent to know the state of thy flocks, and look well to thy herds. For riches are not for ever: and doth the crown endure to every generation? The hay appeareth, and the tender grass sheweth itself, and herbs of the mountains are gathered. The lambs are for thy clothing, and the goats are the price of the field. And thou shalt have goats' milk enough for thy food, for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance for thy maidens

- Proverbs 27:23-27


"I know of no pursuit in which more real and important services can be rendered to any country than by improving its agriculture, its breed of useful animals, and other branches of a husbandman's cares."

- George Washington