Category: Rose’s Sunday Stories

10.16.22 As I sit here in my easy chair typing away at a little after four o’clock on this Sunday morning, I truly feel at peace with the world – as chaotic as it may be at times. This past fortnight has been one of great reflection for me. After making the decision to start… Continue reading Adding up the Hours

10.2.22 October is here. The past fortnight or so, despite daytime temperatures creeping up near 90 degrees, the mornings have had a briskness to them that is a harbinger winter is not far off. These crisp mornings where one is inclined to pull a wooly jumper on and one’s mind looks forward to lighting a… Continue reading Harvest Home

9.18.22 Rain! Oh, what a beautiful sound! The forecast for our area the past couple of days had hinted at a good chance of rain last night but Darrell and I did not hold our breath. In early evening a wee little sprinkle made us leave our easy chairs to go sit on the front… Continue reading Irons out the Fire

8.28.22 Last Sunday as Darrell and I sat on the front porch, me with my second cup of tea of the morning and Darrell with coffee, it suddenly hit me just how old my number one milk cow Lass is. I had just received the results of the milk pregnancy checks for Lass and Heidi from the… Continue reading Blackie and Belle

8.14.22 Pack Rats. Not, as some people might think despite a somewhat similarity in appearance, a relation to the fluffy Chinchilla rodent that some people keep as pets or make fur coats out of. A pack rat is quite a different character. So named because these creatures have an innate urge to collect a plethora… Continue reading Pack Rats

7.31.22 I am a firm believer in second chances. Whether it be animals or humans, a second chance is always worth the risk in my opinion but then one must be willing to take the lumps if that second chance turns out to be a mistake! Such was the case with Lady, the sow we… Continue reading Second Chances

7.17.22 It has been a long week! Monday, we dispatched a sow who even after being given a second chance to redeem herself, fell far short in the pigging department. Because we are farmers and not an animal sanctuary, she will be duly turned into sausage and bacon. In fact, that is what I am… Continue reading Brief Interlude…

6.26.22 Lass is a phenomenal cow. She really is! There has been more than one occasion in the 10 plus years we have owned her, where I have milked her for well over the normal 10 months one usually milks a family milk cow during her lactation cycle. The previous times were due to her… Continue reading Lass… a Phenomenal Cow

6.12.22 I love to milk. There is something very rewarding to the soul to get up in the morning bright and early, knowing a milk cow is standing down at the paddock gate, just waiting for you to come and be milkmaid to her full udder. Not only does it give one the incentive to… Continue reading Not a Milking Day…

Chapter 1. The gap in the curtains was just wide enough to let a beam of early morning light spill across the child’s face, nestled on the pillow of the little bed in the center of the room. It was a small room, just large enough for the bed, a tall chest of drawers, a… Continue reading Let the writing begin….