Sunday, October 12, 2008

My Grandpa

John Charles Taylor April 22 1921 - October 1, 2008 Photo by Tara
Hat Creek, CA Summer 2008

For Some Must Push and Some Must Pull-ey

Who would have thought a simple pulley could provide so much entertainment! Human Resources and the Attorney found this pulley in the packing shed. Between Taffy's tie down cable and Her Royal Higness's swing, this forgotten pulley has gotten more hours of use in comparison to what it was probably orginally intended for. It first began as the Kitty Zip-line. After making a few adjustments, the crew tried to gather up the kitty's. I looked out the windows to see a streak of white, a flash of orange, and black was apparently long gone! Since cooperation was not likely with the feline subjects, The Attorney and Human Resources donated themselves to the cause. They are still trying to work out small problems, for example, how to get the pulley to carry them to the end of the cable instead of stopping in the middle of the cable....

Stop!! Thief!!

We couldn't figure out where the corn cobs all over the front lawn were coming from. Then two weeks ago the Apple Farmer's Dad happened to spy Taffy trotting across the highway towards the front yard. She had been in the neighbor's sweet corn patch and in her mouth was an ear of beautiful sweet corn. The corn stalk it was attached to was dragging behind her!

Woolly Bear Caterpillar

Familiar since Colonial times as the "Woolly Bear," the caterpillar is often seen crossing roads and paths on warm days in late fall. According to superstition, the amount of black in the caterpillar's bristle coating forecasts the severity of the coming winter.

Our 15.7 Ounce Honeycrisp


Tuesday, September 16, 2008

New Harvest Trends

Not only did we manage apple harvest yesterday, but we managed a bit of walnut harvest. We also got more than we bargained for! I like to call moments like these, Missouri Moments, because they are just so incredible.

Brother and Sister Miller came out and Brother Miller demonstrated how to harvest black walnuts. He shimmied right up the tree and started jumping around in the branches. Down came the nuts! If only apples could be harvested this easily! (Isn't he just amazing!?!)
And down came the tent caterpillars!
From a distance it looked like the Apple Farmer was holding up an intricate seed pod - there are a lot of intricate seed pods in Missouri, too. I turned around and wasn't paying much attention to what he was holding. He came up behind me and told me to check it out. I turned around and right in the front of my nose was this! If I was 10 years older than I am now, I would have had a heart attack that would have killed me. But instead, my heart tried to jump up my throat, along with my lunch. Being that I am quiet youthful at my advancing age and stage, I managed to control these faculties and keep all things where they were meant to stay.

The Courage of the Fearless Crew

Human Resources and the Attorney ran out to the packing shed yesterday morning, and on their way out they found this:

They checked with the neighbors who were already setting up the apple process in the packing shed. They said the kitten didn't belong to any of their barns. Sometimes one farmer's barn cat may set up residence at another farmer's barn. It's happened before at our farm - so the two boys checked with everyone first before they came running into the house declaring their mission of mercy to save the poor little abandoned furball. I think the Attorney may have even mentioned something about a business tax write off.... my memory is a little fuzzy on this - it all happened so quickly! Next think I knew, it had food, water and a name! Our big orange tabby, Skipper, needed a 'little buddy,' so meet Gilligan! Now, too bad we aren't all marooned an a deserted island!