Category: Rose’s Sunday Stories

Rain! We finally had rain! After such a very long spell of hot dry weather it has been a real blessing to wake up to the drip, drip, drip of rain falling from the roof. Along with this much needed moisture also come cooler temperatures. It is so nice in the mornings to have to… Continue reading September morn…

The dog barking at a coyote that must have been at least two miles away woke me up this morning a tad before my usual rising time. I could have snuggled closer to Darrell and dozed off again for a while but then a doe started to climb up the wooden steps of the deck… Continue reading Corn Canning Day…

As I headed up to the butcher shop this morning in the early light of dawn it struck me rather ironic that I would be adding to the smoke hanging in the air as my next move was to get 125 pounds of sausages in the smokers, thus adding more particulate matter to an already… Continue reading Fire Season Smoke…

There is nothing quite like the odor of skunk to pull one out of a sound sleep into a state of alert wakefulness. How on earth is it that such a small, rather pretty looking creature can instantly bring one to a heightened state of awareness? Any other wild animal strolling past our bedroom window… Continue reading Skunk battle begins…

This has been a very stressful fortnight here on the farm. Not only have the temperatures once again soared back into the upper nineties and low one hundreds but we have been on pins and needles in the pigging department. As you may recall, Mary farrowed a lovely, seemingly healthy, litter of piglets pretty much… Continue reading The piglet saga continues…

Today is rabbit dispatch day. Rabbits are a pretty easy meat source for a smallholding farm. I remember many years ago reading a book from Rodale Press called “Stocking Up”, a book I still have by the way, in which they took you through all the pros and cons of raising different farm animals. Rabbits… Continue reading Rabbit meals and monikers…

There are times, thankfully very seldom, when one wonders if the trials and tribulations of farming life are really worth it. Such has been the past week for me here on the Triple H. Now anyone who has livestock knows that there will always be ups and downs and when you are at the bottom… Continue reading Piglet woes and bumpy roads…

It is a cool morning out there, a bit odd for being near the middle of July but I will take it with pleasure. As I sit waiting for the kettle to boil I hear the Hummingbird’s wings sounding like miniature jet engines as they surround one of the feeders hanging from the eaves of… Continue reading Little packages…

The day after the Fourth of July and I am inside the house making soap with the little window air conditioner going as it is currently 90 degrees outside… in the shade. It is not quite as hot as it was yesterday when I was down in the Monument City park tending to my little… Continue reading Fourth of July

Many, many years ago when I was younger and less inclined to worry about the trivial things in life, I used to love to watch the sky light up with Natures version of fireworks, lightening. To see those brilliant flashes of colour from white to pinks and occasional purplish hues flashing across the sky, hearing… Continue reading Fire season…