It certainly has been a week.
While I realize this is a statement of the complete obvious, it
also allows you to basically fill in the blank.
It’s been a (insert adjective) week.
Because, I assure you
anything and everything fits. Really. It's been rainy and sloppy, it's been worrisome, concerning, tense, busy and oddly successful.
But, mostly it's been WET!
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wet spiderwebs look cool
but, making working outside a challenge |
We started out the week worrying over what was to become Hurricane Florence. Last week’s post included a mention of our concerns. Those concerns grew with each update posted by the National Weather Service. The rainfall totals were being predicted in FEET, not inches. The thought of all that rain falling on the already saturated Valley was frightening. They likened it to Fran (96) and Isobel (03), neither of which were kind to our part of the world. Fran caused horrific damage that was evident long after the event. In at least one instance, an entire house was said to be floating down the river! Isobel was no picnic, the eye of the storm passed directly over us. And, although it was “just” a category ONE at the time. I distinctly remember watching the living room wall sway in the darkness. The situation was made more eerie by the fact that the power had gone out hours before and we were all huddled around a few candles, just waiting for the storm to pass. Not one of our better family memories. But, then again...we made it through unscathed. Maybe it should go in the good memory file.
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first rainfall forecast
the white part (us) is completely off the scale! |
So, the week started with a huge to-do list that had grown
exponentially with “hurricane preparedness”. We were perusing the news, making
our lists…and the power went out. okayyyy... It came back on. It blinked again. We waited.
It came back on…but, it sputtered slightly, the lights dimmed. They blinked
again. And, then, darkness. Total, utter darkness. I’ve lived with a former electrician long enough to
know that if it goes out three times…it’s gone for a while. So we started scrounging around for the flashlights. It is surprising
just how dark it is early in the day when it is cloudy and there are no lights in any windows anywhere.
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raindrops on a spiderweb
looks like a string of pearls |
Well, that certainly put a kink in the day!
It would have been one thing if we had done chores. Or eaten
breakfast.
If the power was out too long, the entire farm was going to
start suffering the effects of being “hangry”. (hungry+angry=hangry).
It was far too dark to even attempt chores. We waited a little longer, talking
over our altered plans by light of one of the flashlights turned on end. Chores
could be done by headlamp and since we had been deluged once more, there was no
need to water anyone. But, the Boss was looking forward to his favorite meal of
the day---BREAKFAST. In the backs of our minds, the bigger problems of a longer
outage loomed.
So, we got our headlamps and headed out to do chores. When I
got to the barn, I could hear the Boss mumbling about something. The ram was
limping, again. And, there were two ewes with blue marks. Both were worrisome.
It’s hard to say which one bothered us more. But, nothing could be done in the
darkness, we would have to wait until later to attend Angus’ injury. As for the
ewes, we would just have to wait and see if any of the others got re-marked.
The entire week would prove to be a giant exercise in “wait-and-see”. (and, personally, I don't do too well with that)
But, by the time we got back inside the power had come back
on. A sense of relief washed over both of us. With breakfast eaten and hanger
at bay, we could face the other pressing concerns. We checked the weather(again) and
planned our day. The hurricane was still on track to impact the Valley, so we
set off in different directions to make purchases in preparation.
On the Boss’ trip to the feedstore, he passed what appeared
to be a crime scene out near the interstate. Later, we would find that two
well-known motorcycle gangs had a confrontation, there had been shooting and
the local police had arrested a number of individuals.
Read this.That’s the kind of thing you think of happening in “the big city”, certainly
not way out here in the sticks. And, definitely not within a mile of the local
school! That just added to my feeling of general unease.
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things are not looking good for the Market... |
Keeping an eye on Florence, we worked the to-do list that
seemed to grow every time we looked at it. We were scheduled to take lambs to
the processor, but we worried about the upcoming weather. The Boss put in a
call, they weren’t too concerned, any flooding was forecast to be well away
from them. Come on up!
So, we rounded up the lambs, brought them to the barn,
sorted them, loaded them and headed on our way. The trip was fairly uneventful.
Except for that persistent little raincloud that hung over a portion of the
interstate for miles, making for challenging driving and wet lambs at the end
of the trip.
With the lambs safely delivered to the processor, all we can
do is wait for the lamb chops.
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not a bad group of lambs
if I do say so myself |
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there is usually a beautiful view of the mountains
across the road from the processors'... |
On the way home, we picked up a few more things
from our “hurricane preparedness” list. Back home on the hill we continued to check
the forecast and work the “to-do” list.
The “to-do list” just wouldn’t stop growing. I needed a new
pair of chore boots, we had to get a few more gas cans (and fill them) and we
really needed to make a dump run before the storm. But, first…the ram. Since
Angus was still limping, we had to do a little field pedicure/first-aid.
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I don't like working the animals in the field,
but, this job turned out fairly well |
This
time we could only assume it was some sort of sprain caused by his
extracurricular activity with the two marked ewes. After his ankle was wrapped
and taped, he seemed to make a great improvement. And, there were no more blue
ewes, so maybe breeding season wasn’t so problematic after all.
Then, it looked like the storm was making a turn…the predictions
started changing.
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this doesn't look like it will impact us at all
|
But, activities were being cancelled, emergency plans were
going into place. Our concerns weren’t for ourselves and the farm…sitting on
our hill, if we ever have flooding that affects the house, it will be a flood
of Biblical proportion and cancelling plans will be the least of anyone’s
worries. But, the Market…what to do about the Market?
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digging potatoes in the rain and wet |
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beautiful green beans |
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zucchini in the rain |
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washing those new potatoes |
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I even found some asparagus in the wet!
(but, I'm not sharing) |
The decision to close the Market is not made lightly. If the
Market is cancelled, those vendors who have no other outlet would be in a bad
way. Their time harvesting would have been wasted and they’d be stuck with
unsaleable produce. If the weather event turned out to be less than
apocalyptic, they would be angry at the Boss for cutting off their one day for
sales. On the other hand, doing the Market in miserable weather can be both
uncomfortable and unprofitable. And, customer safety is a real concern.
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Water is a real concern in Staunton
there are numerous springs throughout the area
and Lewis Creek (pictured here) runs
UNDER the City
|
What to do?
We continued to check the weather for every update. The forecast
began to shift. That meant a dramatic improvement for the Valley. But. No, wait
a minute…the rainfall totals rose, and cancellations continued to mount. The
City (and County) declared states of emergency. Now what?
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forecasting 6-10 inches for the Valley |
A decision would need to be made. Soon. Customers as well as
vendors were wondering. After many more checks on the forecast, the Boss
decided to go ahead with the Market. The Market has only ever been cancelled
once in its twenty-five-year history. That was during hurricane Fran. And the entire
Wharf was underwater. Nothing like that was predicted for Saturday, so…let’s do
the Market!
Now, I must admit…when Saturday arrived, I had some serious
doubts.
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chores by headlamp
in the dark and the rain
where did all the gnats come from? |
Doing chores in the dark isn’t a lot of fun. And, when the rain is
coming sideways, I find myself grumbling a lot more than usual. The sheep were
mad at me because they wanted grain and fresh pastures and I gave them neither.
The hens took one look at the mud and went back inside the chicken house.
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not impressed with the day |
The
only creatures that were remotely happy were the dogs. And, they seem to have a
weird penchant for mud and mess…
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the backyard has been reduced to a mud hole |
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leaving for Market
9-15 |
The customers showed up in full force. The vendors, not so
much. Many made the difficult decision to skip the Market. The weather wasn’t
anywhere near as awful as anyone expected and rather unbelievably, it was a
pretty good day. A very good end to a most challenging week.
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"Money, Mamaw!" |
Or was it?
As the Boss and I sat in the office working on our
post-Market paperwork, I kept hearing an odd noise. It was an intermittent hum
and at first, I thought maybe he was printing something. He wasn’t, he didn’t
know what I was talking about and yet I kept hearing the noise. Then realized
it was a sheep baa-ing in the distance. Back into my boots and raincoat. There,
at the edge of the paddock, was one of the ewes, completely tangled in the electro-net.
I mean COMPLETELY.
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this ewe is STUCK |
I can only assume she decided to take that desire for
greener pastures into her own hooves. The net was wrapped tightly around her
neck in three different places. She had flailed about so much she pulled the
stakes out of the ground. The only way to free her was to cut the fence with my
Leatherman. Of course, the rest of the flock had to come along to “help”. And,
when I got her free, you know what happened…right?
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the "helpers" |
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I should have known this would happen! |
Those hungry ewes hopped
right over to that green, green grass! Except for the few (including Angus) who
couldn’t figure it out. Now, I had half the flock in one paddock and half in
another. So, the Boss had to get involved. With the entire flock on the same
side of the fence, the Boss could do a make-shift repair job. The electro-net
was never meant to be a permanent fencing solution (although it’s been there a
pretty long time). So, just when the “to-do” list had shrunk to a manageable
size, it got another addition. Oh, well…that’s life on the farm. (and, by the
way…the ewe is fine)
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looks like a fence project is in the works |
The weather continues in the news as the brunt of the storm has lashed the Carolinas (mainly
North Carolina) and there are reports of death and destruction in a wide swath.
The residents will require much more than “thoughts and prayers” as they make
attempts to clean up and regain their lives. Here in the Valley, our eyes
remain on the remnants of the storm which should pass through in the next
couple of days, dropping several more inches of rain. Combined with the already
saturated ground, this will make for a different set of issues for the Valley
in the upcoming week. And, all of our hurricane preparations may come in handy
after all.
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a "chicken-hawk" behind the barn only added to my worries this week |
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momentary rainbow |
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amazing sky between storms |
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Gus in the barn |
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rain on the mountain |
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funky maple leaf |
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signs of things to come |
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more fallen leaves |
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the hens are up to their ankles in mud |
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more rain |
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bright fungi on the front fence
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so are the lambs
and I think this lamb is actually growing algae...or moss
she is GREEN! |
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lone sheep grazing
in view of Sugarloaf Mtn. |
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the morning glory seeds are sprouting BEFORE they fall |
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pretty asparagus blossoms
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foggy farm 7am
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same view, same day
4pm |
Yes, it’s certainly been a week.
Here’s hoping you have a Happy
Sunday!
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under Gus' watchful eye |
…and the upcoming week is kind to all of us.
Thanks for stopping by. Come back and “visit” us again soon!
Here's the
LINK to the Boss' Facebook photos.
I hope the rain is minimum, but what am I saying? I am from Florida so know all about this stuff. sorry. That is all I can say but I am glad the Market opened. Hunker down and know that this too shall pass. I heard there were deaths already in SC and so. much. water. but all I can do is pray. So I will. I hope 'she' peters out and soon. take care.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Barbara!
DeleteYou Floridians handle this kind of stuff far better than we do. All our hills and valleys and creeks and springs just can't handle copious rains.
It's awful for those folks in the Carolinas.
You take care, too.
Here's to calmer weather days!
Hope the weather settles down quickly. Here in France we don't often have such difficult weather, thank goodness, just a different weather pattern to that which you experience, such as swoops of very low to very high temperatures which gives everyone headaches including the vegetable plants!
ReplyDeleteOh goodness.. Big, unexpected temperature shifts would cause awful problems! (not just headaches) The hurricane/tropical storm finally moved through. I am hoping that some fall weather will arrive with the Autumnal Equinox. (but, I think that's simply wishful thinking)
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