After a painfully droughty summer, that big storm (and a few small ones that came through soon after) convinced our grass that it was really OK to go ahead and grow. Practically overnight, our brown, trampled pastures sprung up with grass and weeds. So much so, that we invited the neighbor's cows to come help graze it down a bit.
I love when we have guest cows. The babies make me go, "Eeeeeeeee!"
Hmmm. Where to Start?
7 years ago
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Texas is so different from Illinois, our calves are SO big now, they were born in April I think. I still call them "baby" cows though! Planning some little brown cows for next year...fingers crossed!!
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