Tuesday, February 23, 2010

February 2010 Editon

Wow - another month gone - one more month closer to Spring! We've had a lot of cold, snowy weather this winter and I'm ready for sunshine and green grass. The moisture we've had should help guarantee the green grass and I'll just have to trust that the sunshine will come.

Now that I've complained about the weather, we're about to head some place colder. On Thursday, we're headed to Yankton, South Dakota - the whole family, 8 hours away. Not quite sure what we were thinking but it should be an adventure. We do have a reason for going - the Grass Fed Exchange (http://www.grassfedexchange.com/). Kurt is really interested in meeting with several of the buyers and potentially finding a market for many of our steers. Kurt couldn't find anyone else that could go with him, so I volunteered and as we began to plan, we decided we just couldn't ask his folks to babysit 2 weekends in a row. So. . . everyone is going, of course. Allison has the organizer's permission to sit in on the meetings if she's interested (she will even get her own name tag) and we'll all go to the cattle sale on Saturday - country folk are pretty easily entertained. We'll see new country and there's a great pool at the motel so we'll be in heaven. I'll let you know how it goes.

Today, I went to McPherson to pick up meat. We have bratwurst available again and beef jerky for the first time - it's great! The girls enjoyed it for "dessert" tonight - Kurt was so proud. Let us know if you want to try some.

A quick reminder if you've bought sirloin in the last 4-5 months. Our butcher included some cuts with a large bone or excessive fat. If you think you've received one of these, please let me know and we'll make it right. Likewise, we'll be substituting other steaks for sirloin in the grilling sampler and steak sampler until we process again.

I think we must be crazy, certifiable for sure. Not only did we plan our trip to South Dakota last week, we also ordered poultry for the 2010 season - are you ready for this? 125 layers, 550 broilers and 50 turkeys! We've had a great response and are trying to keep up with demand. We will have chickens available on or around July 30, August 13, August 20, September 3, September 17, and October 1 and turkeys will be ready the week of Thanksgiving. If you're interested, please start thinking about reserving yours. We're starting our broilers later this year so that we can avoid big temperature swings. We found last year that the chicks we started in April just didn't thrive like the ones later in the season.

Kurt's finding out that I'm becoming an integral part of this operation. Most of my work is either done at the computer or behind the wheel of the Suburban shuttling him, meat or parts back and forth. However, about 3 weeks ago, I got to play vet tech - ok, maybe I've inflated my role just a little. I'll let you decide. Kurt had a heifer calf that had been bloating - usually a sign of GI problems. He'd been watching her for a day or so and thought she was better. Kurt was going to be off the farm most of the day doing some custom work and asked me to check on her. First, I had to find #964 out in the pasture with the rest of the cattle. To be honest, all of the calves were on a small alfalfa patch just across the road from the house so I didn't have to look too hard. However, I did have to get out of the Suburban and walk north down the fence line. Ol' 964 was pretty easy to find - she was off all by herself - and even to my untrained eyes, the bloat was pretty obvious. I called Kurt to give him an update and he changed his plans to come and take her over to the vet and get her checked out. I'm pretty sure I saved her life that day.

Then, a few days later, I got to help move cattle across the road. Actually, Natalie and I have helped several times this month but mostly we just park in the road and turn on our flashers so nobody comes roaring down the road and into the middle of the herd. Pretty tough job. Anyway, back to the story. Natalie, Anna and I were supposed to do our regular job of watching for cars while Kurt and Allison were leading the momma cows from one pasture to the other - this gets a little dicey because for about 45 seconds they are out in the open - no fence, nothing to keep them from moseying on down the road. Kurt and Allison got in the pickup to lead them to fresh pasture and Kurt called them with the pickup horn. Most of them listened but there were about 20 that were still enjoying their breakfast and didn't want to go. Andi to the rescue! Anna and Natalie held down the fort in the Suburban (for those of you that are safety conscious, I took the keys and there's hardly ever cars on our road). I knew that I wasn't brave enough to come up behind the cows on foot and get them moving but I could drive the pickup to lead them while Kurt walked behind them. One small problem, my legs are about 2 inches too short and I got stuck on the barbed wire fence trying to get to the pickup - thankfully it wasn't hot but one of the barbs got stuck in my jeans - my NEW jeans. My pride was hurt as Kurt had to come to MY rescue . . . Cowgirls don't pout though so I hopped in the driver's seat and away we went. I started honking the horn to lead the last few cows while Kurt walked behind them. However, we had to move fast enough so the cows already in the new pasture didn't come back when they heard the horn. What a conundrum! I'm not sure what happened the next few minutes. I know all the cows ended up in the right pasture with the gate shut, Anna and Natalie were playing contentedly in the Suburban, I only killed the pickup twice and swore once and I never got yelled at by Kurt. All in all a successful operation.

Dale Family Farms now has a page on Facebook. Become a fan if you want updates on what's happening on the farm. Comments and thoughts are welcome as we learn how to use this type of media.

Start planning ahead - we're taking orders for wholes, halves and quarters of beef. Check out www.dalefamilyfarms.com/FAQs.html for more information on how these are priced.

We'll be in Greensburg, Pratt and Wichita on March 5 if there's anything you need. We'll be on our way to Olathe. My brother-in-law is hosting a Tips and Tastes party. Looking forward to a good time.

Kurt took several of our calves to the sale barn last week and for the first time in a long time, he was really pleased with how they sold. He said he could tell a real difference between our cattle and those raised in a dry lot - ours looked healthier and had a shinier coat. Natalie got to go with him and was a peach.

Legos and games have been the big focus of the girls' time lately. They have all built wonderful creations and have stretched their imaginations and mine. Even Anna like to put pieces together and declare it's a house just like her sisters.

I'm not sure what the following story says about Kurt and I - either we are really comfortable with each other or we're just too practical to be romantics. :) For Christmas, the girls and I got Kurt a Timberwolf hoodie - just like he asked for. And Kurt, he went out on a limb and bought me a coat. Now before you start swooning ladies, you need to know that this is not the first time Kurt bought me a coat. The first one he almost bought was an engagement gift and the second was a first Christmas gift. Anyway, this Christmas, Kurt bought me a work coat - a very warm, very brown work coat. Probably so I could go out with him and move cattle. However this month, we both ended up with a problem. Kurt tried on his new sweatshirt (it wasn't quite ready on time for Christmas) and it was just a little small to put more layers on underneath. I did what any frugal wife would do, I volunteered to wear it. About the same time, Kurt was getting ready to go out in the cold to feed the chickens one morning (a job I'm not tough enough for) and the "blankety-blank" zipper broke on his Carhart coat. Andi to the rescue again. I let Kurt wear My new work coat - it was a little big on me. By the end of the day, he had already got grease on it and so I let Kurt keep the coat. . . hmmm . . . what does this say about us as a couple?

Next time I write, I'm sure it will be spring and we'll all be in a better mood.

Take care

Andi