When we were on the farm, Jemma and I helped my dad, brother, and my nephew (way up on top) change the belts in my dad’s big round baler.
Jemma is holding on to the rope that is attached to one of the belts.
Before dad could bale the hay he had to rake the rows together. This also helps to dry the hay out, so it can be baled.
Here is his baler and tractor at work.
This is the bale after it comes out of the baler.
Usually the bales are bigger, but the field he was baling was small and that’s all the hay there was to bale.
One of the projects we do for my parents when we go to the farm is clean out the corn bin. When it gets so low, it’s a lot of shoveling. Jemma helped me do this for the first time. The boys usually help me. Bill gets a pass since it bothers his allergies so bad.
We got it emptied out. Jemma did a great job, worked really hard.
Before we got the bin cleaned out, we had to take a load of corn to town to sell. The truck gets weighed when it is full.
Then it gets unloaded, and then the truck gets weighed again. That is how they determine how much corn you have in your truck.
This is how big the corn was on June 9th. My mom said it was taller than knee high by the 4th of July. The unwritten rule is that the corn be knee high by the 4th of July.
One of the days we were on the farm Jemma and I took off on my dad’s 4 wheeler. I’ve never driven this one, and haven’t driven one in several years. We decided to take a selfie to document our ride. You just can’t see the 4 wheeler.
We are waiting for my dad to come by with his hay rake.
We spent a while watching this doe. My dad said he thought she had a baby close, so we started looking for the baby when the doe ran off.
After a short search, Jemma found the fawn. As we step closer, the fawn jumped up and ran away.
We took off on the 4 wheeler to tell my dad that we found the fawn, but we ran out of gas. He gave us a ride on his tractor to the house to get more gas.
When we were in WI, we helped give the calves their vaccinations. My younger sister is a nurse so, I let her, my brother and my dad give all the shots and I just pushed calves through the chute. That’s my niece Samantha hanging out in the feed bunk.
Here are some of the calves before we gave them their shots.
This is my younger brother putting ear tags that have medicine on them to prevent flies from bothering the calves.
This was my view of pushing the calves through the chute. I didn’t get kicked or that dirty. Always good things.
Jemma kept up with my sister’s kids. Samantha is 3 1/2 and Tripp is 13 months.
More prep work with my sister, mom, dad and brother.
We got a 30 min. break at one point because we ran out of one vaccine, so my mom took a picture of 3 out of 4 siblings.
June is Dairy Month, so the county my parents live in have a Dairy Breakfast the first Sat. in June. Jemma is in line to get a plate and holding my nephew Tripp. I attended this event many times as a kid. Vernon County has been hosting a dairy breakfast since 1978.
We were served scrambled eggs, pancakes, sausage links, cottage cheese, cheese curds, sliced cheese and milk. Then they brought ice cream around. Jemma thought that was the best thing in the world to get ice cream for breakfast. After we were done eating, we had to look under our plate for a sticker and if you had a sticker, you got a door prize. I found a sticker under my plate, then I had to make a decision of what to get as a door prize. There was lots of t-shirts, and caps. I choose a t-shirt that says something about America’s Dairyland.
I took my sister and her two kids to WI to see my parents and grandma. Here we are eating breakfast in a big pole shed.
This is how they make the pancakes to feed 2500-3000 people.
They cook the food in the host family’s garage.
The pole shed where we ate was decorated with quilts.
After breakfast you can tour the barn where the cows are milked.
Then we went into the barn where the baby calves live.
They also had other farm animals to pet.
While we were at the farm over Christmas, we went out and checked on the cows. They were eating corn stalks out of the field, that’s why this cow has so much snow on her nose.
This was a baby calf that was about 4 weeks old at the time.
The calves my dad is feeding were born around April- June of 2013. They are very friendly with him, but were shy when the camera was around.