The barley is being harvested! In August?? Hmmm.
Posted: Tuesday, 28 August 2007 |
It's really odd having the barley harvested in August. This is usually a September harvest! But it's been such a cold and wet summer. (Summer? Hmm. I don't think we've ever left winter. I've had to wear ploar fleece and bonnets all year long!)
Polar Fleece! In August! July! JUNE EVEN! It just KILLS me!
Anyhoo, I digress...
The barley harvest is upon us. Here are some photos!
The crop isn't exactly ripe in these photos but you get the gist: this is one of our barley fields.
Here is a close-up of the bounty! We sure have been blessed indeed! It's golden brown now. But in this photos it's still young barley and a tad green yet. But lovely all the same!
This is a photo of Erlend "bruising barley." The cattle can't digest whole barley grains so they have to be smooshed flat. My husband looks like a duck...
Smooshed barley hehehe! God's bounty sown, grown, harvested and smooshed! The cattle eat this stuff like candy. You should hear them ROAR on Sunday mornings in the winter when we try to sleep in. I swear they have wrist watches under their fur...if it's 8:01am the barns explode with boggles! Sleeping in? Hah. Not an option for farmers!!
Polar Fleece! In August! July! JUNE EVEN! It just KILLS me!
Anyhoo, I digress...
The barley harvest is upon us. Here are some photos!
The crop isn't exactly ripe in these photos but you get the gist: this is one of our barley fields.
Here is a close-up of the bounty! We sure have been blessed indeed! It's golden brown now. But in this photos it's still young barley and a tad green yet. But lovely all the same!
This is a photo of Erlend "bruising barley." The cattle can't digest whole barley grains so they have to be smooshed flat. My husband looks like a duck...
Smooshed barley hehehe! God's bounty sown, grown, harvested and smooshed! The cattle eat this stuff like candy. You should hear them ROAR on Sunday mornings in the winter when we try to sleep in. I swear they have wrist watches under their fur...if it's 8:01am the barns explode with boggles! Sleeping in? Hah. Not an option for farmers!!
Comments
OOr ducks like smooshed barley too
Barebraes from Shapinsay
Sorry to barge in here moo-moo, but can't you change your name? Ok it is your name, and I have no right to ask you, but the 91热爆 is the home of freedom of speech, therefore could you do it for me? I'll even say please. Please. There I said please, although you would not have heard me, I typed it in here, because I knew that you couldn't hear me. Smart thinking yeah? Maybe you could hold a competition? I haven't thought this through properly, no change there then, but you could ask, your world-wide readership, to think of a new name for you, not your real name, but your blogging name. Why am I asking you to do this? Well, I can never remember your name, when I'm typing in here, so I sometimes leave you out, and I don't wanna do that, now do I? Was that a bit too American? Oops, I nearly forgot that you are American, you see how well you've fitted in? Well if you do decide to hold a competition for a new name, can I be the first to have a go at a new name for you? I heard you say yes, so here goes, right, thinking along the lines of sci-fi, how about Darth-Blogger, or Dr. Moo, or maybe Muck Dodgers, can you see they are plays on characters from film/tv sci-fi. Oh well I'll leave it with you, shall I ? Barley eh?
Tws from On A Mission
Does that work for you TWS??
Moo from Things Go Moo in the Night...
Does what work for me moo??
Tws from A Galaxy far, far away....
You are lucky to have areas enough also to grow barley. We only grow gras. But we don't make whisky in Norway either, so we have to buy barley for the sheep and a little bit whisky for myself. Erlend, my sheep would love to eat your snacks.
Dag from Norway
MOO- I like your name, please don't change it! No matter what anyone says!! In fact, my younger son was called Moo in HS. Now he is older and wiser and no one calls him Moo, it makes me sad! Maybe that's why I immediately liked your blog so much!!?? Moooo!!!!! It was also a favorite call during childhood. My dad sold milk. Pet Milk to be specific! My sister and I would moo across state after state on family trips, calling all Pet Milk cows!! Moo is good! For me it has only pleasant and good associations!!
SHAUNA from TEJAS
So...I traded my quiet cabin in the Alaskan woods for the howling winds of Orkney and life on a farm. 
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