Went grocery shopping Monday night and called dear hubby to tell him how close I was to home. He replied we just got back to the house (9pm) as #53 was down in the mudhole on Pearce Road. One of our neighbors called her sister who called us. The sheriff showed up (not sure why though someone may have called him). Drug her out of the mud with a rope (see sometimes we’re mean post). She didn’t get up but appeared happy and chewing her cud. Went out the next day, nope not up. Called another neighbor who has a hip-sling. This contraption fits over the cows hip bones and then you lift with a chain and tractor or backhoe. Got her standing and steady. She got a drink and proceeded to go down again moving. Called the neighbor back who had just left. Cranked her back up. Led her off to level ground where she stumbled and went down again tripping over her own hooves. Called said neighbor and borrowed hip sling. Cranked her up and left her a pile of cubes to munch on. No sign of her this morning (it’s a 1500 acre pasture) so so far so good. My back was a little sore and I was ready for bed after lifting her head up to get her front legs under her!
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An article about local food and slaughtering your own chicken caught my eye the other day. Local food is often about knowing where your food comes from and trust. Very good things. The author mentions he was blissfully unaware of modern food production other than occasionally wondering what the chicken on the rotisserie looked like with feathers, until he visited a local farm and slaughtered his own. Isn’t that the crux of the issue? It isn’t about organic, local, or conventional. It’s about knowing where your food comes from. Not from the grocery store, the feedlot, or the rancher or farmer, but from the Creator of it all. When we remember that, whether, as a steward of the land, consumer, or in between, we will be thankful whatever the package on the food says. “God is great, God is good, let us thank Him for our food” perhaps the first blessing learned, the simplest, and in some ways the most profound. Next time your at a farmers market or standing in line at the supermarket, take a moment and praise Him for what you have – food.
In this dry, thirsty land we are giving thanks for an early Christmas gift…snow! Yes, I am thankful for the white stuff. It will replenish the springs and mines that are all but dry up on the mountains. I am also thankful I live where the mountains are gorgeous, I can enjoy, and I don’t have to shovel it! 🙂 Thank you Lord for all your gifts to us. Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!