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Oh Those Winter Flowers

09 Saturday Mar 2013

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Passages, Seasons, Totem Hall

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cold snap, eager anticipation, flowers, kumquats, nature, plants, winter flower, winter friends

winter flower portrait #8

winter flower portrait #8

In my part of the world, winter is fast giving way to spring, albeit without a fight.  Over the last couple of weeks, we have seen record setting rains, followed by a brutish cold snap.  Through it all, flowers bloomed here and flowers bloomed there, and not just our winter friends, the camellias.  Though they made their appearance in town, out in the country, the only ones missing from the party are our daffodils and paper whites.  The wonder and beauty of flowers, of course, is the ability to take a snip, or two, and bring that wonder and beauty inside, something I have been able to do every day this winter, which is truly a blessing.  Anyway, to celebrate another morning of freezing temperatures, and in eager anticipation of spring, I present a collection of some of our winter flowers taken out, and about, at the Hall.

winter flower portrait #6

winter flower portrait #6

winter flower portrait #4

winter flower portrait #4

winter flower portrait #17

winter flower portrait #17

okay, not a winter flower portrait, but still...

okay, not a winter flower portrait, but still…

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Rain, Rain Redux

25 Monday Feb 2013

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Nature, Totem Hall, Weather

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balcony, library, measurements, rain, screen porch, south georgia room, tree frogs

Totem Hall Entry Rain Study #3

Totem Hall Entry Rain Study #3

The rains came and came and came some more.

South Georgia Room Rain Study #2

South Georgia Room Rain Study #2

These are some straight up facts.

  • 00.07 inches per hour
  • 04.37 inches per day
  • 04.42 inches last 24 hours
  • 11.26 inches this month
  • 12.27 inches this year
Screen Porch Rain Study #2

Screen Porch Rain Study #2

The tree frogs are enormously happy…

Library Rain Study #1

Library Rain Study #1

Balcony Rain Study #1

Balcony Rain Study #1

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Eat Like A Horse

20 Sunday Jan 2013

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Gentleman Farming, Horses

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animals, cinch chix, farm chores, hay, quarter horses

We keep horses, specifically quarter horses.  Growing up, my only experience on a horse was as a young boy, dressed in western gear, and led around a ring at a fair.  My wife is a most accomplished rider.  Among her many achievements, early in our marriage, she trained horses for the track at her aunt’s facility.

So, horses are a big part of our life here at the farm.  Horses eat.  In fact, horses eat quite a bit.  One of our main challenges is keeping them fed, especially in the winter, especially in the wake of a nasty multi-year drought, which plays havoc on our non-irrigated pastures.

The boys await...

The boys await…

Traditionally, we fed our boys (all our horses are geldings) square bale hay.  Of course, this meant one of us had to make a run to the barn at least twice a day, sometimes more.  Now, there is nothing wrong with strolling out to the barn, other than it does start to consume a day away.

As a result, over time, we started using round bales, which allow the horses to eat when ready, pretty much all the time.  The downside to the round bale is the waste.  Horses eat.  Horses eat and pee.  Horses eat and poop.  Horses do not mind doing this on and around the hay bale that they have hoofed apart in search of the most succulent grasses.

Dinner on a trailer...

Dinner on a trailer…

I hate waste and I love the internet, at least for conducting obscure research.  Someone out there actually did a study and found the best way to feed a horse with minimal waste is to use a cinch net, which is what we now do.

See how little waste...

See how little waste…

Bale on site...

Bale on site…

Cutting away the twine....

Cutting away the twine….

Net is on...

Net is on…

Cinching tight...

Cinching tight…

My job is done...

My job is done…

Time to eat...

Time to eat…

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Boxing Day Sans Staff

26 Wednesday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Family, Totem Hall

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beef tenderloin, boxing day, christmas, christmas tree, eggnog, evening supper, grits

I have a large family, which includes a single mother sister that lives in the same town as me.  My parents, much older, made the drive down here to help her out during this season, leaving behind a brother and a couple of more sisters in our hometown.

The modern day family, being what it is, affected by divorce orders, visitations, and all manner of legal this and that, means that today is when this branch of family gets to celebrate.

Beef tenderloin will be the star of the show, though I am not entirely sure what is going to go along with it.  One item I can confirm, since we live in the south, my sister is bringing a grits, cheese and mustard greens concoction that promises to be a perfect accompaniment.

We will drink.  As a family, we rather enjoy that.  Every year I put together a batch of eggnog that includes rye whiskey, rum, sherry, and brandy, along with heavy cream, eggs, milk, and sugar.  As pointed out in an earlier post, my eggnog has a definite effect on my photography.

Our youngest son, with help from the mistress of the home, put together our table arrangement.  Soon the fire will be crackling.  Cold weather really is coming.  Laughter will fill the air and life will be good.

Our table awaits...

our table awaits…

Before anyone makes any type of snarky comment, we are not having a salad, so there is not a salad fork in the place setting.  Yes, I checked my etiquette.

Might be the closest we ever get to seeing a snowman...

might be the closest we ever get to seeing a snowman…

Just a sweet little Santa Claus...

just a sweet little santa claus…

Pickup trucks and Christmas trees...

pickup trucks and christmas trees…

Frasier fir - less askew...

frasier fir – less askew…

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Merry Christmas, Y’all

24 Monday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Religion, Totem Hall

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christmas, christmas tree, eggnog, living room, photography, world love, world peace

Destiny of the Frasier Fir...

destiny of the frasier fir…

Looking at the photo, it appears slightly askew.  Blame the photographer and blame the eggnog.  Regardless, Merry Christmas to all and I hope this season finds my gentle reader living a life filled with much peace and love.

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Fare Thee Well

20 Thursday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Gentleman Farming, Passages, time

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animals, boon companion, hens, nature

A young Goldie faces the future...

a young goldie faces the future…

Goldie Hen died just the other day.  She was somewhere in the seven plus range, a good age for a hen.  Goldie represented our next to last link with our old home, 4601.  Now, all we have left representing the old guard is Clarabelle Poodle.  Oh well, it reminds of that last soldier standing bit.  You know the fellow who gets the bottle of whiskey when the last of his comrades receive his final marching orders.

Goldie probably died of a crop infection, which adversely affected her gizzard, which caused her to go septic.  If I was any better of a gentleman farmer, I could have figured such a thing out before her systems went all haywire.

Her passing makes me think of course of my own.  Such a short time we have, who knew?  Enjoy the moment and keep looking for the unusual, I guess.

Finally, my wife is an insanely avid photographer, 20,000 or so, and counting.  All those photos and I could just find a couple of our little hen.  She was a great friend and a boon companion.  She leaves behind some mates, of course.  Gallus will have to take the reins of lead hen.  I am sure she is up to the job.

Exit Goldie Hen...

exit goldie hen…

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Sunday Morning Ramble

16 Sunday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Religion, time

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catholic, farm chores, new york times, poodles, sunday, sunrise

Here comes the sun...

here comes the sun…

Raised Catholic, my parents made me go to Mass until the age of thirteen, which I think was about when I had Confirmation.  A dear friend of mine raised Catholic as well, always talks about the “ethnicity” of our faith.  “Being Catholic,” she says”, is in your blood, inescapable, and unalterable.”

Nevertheless, this Sunday, like most, finds me out conducting my chores, freeing chickens, looking in on horses, and strolling toward that wonderful reward, the Sunday paper.

Off we go then...

off we go then…

Now, where I live, the Sunday paper is a mere trifle, inconsequential fluff.  Since it is no New York Times, I can be done with it in five minutes or so, leaving me plenty of time to contemplate further chores…

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Rain, Rain

12 Wednesday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Totem Hall, Weather

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duck boots, l. l. bean

Theoretically today is a big deal day, all 12 – 12 – 12, and what not.  Here at Totem Hall, the rains came and came.  It is that particularly cold late fall day that only the South can produce, damp and grey.  It also reminds me that I need to send in my L.L. Bean duck boots for repair.

Dry view from the south Georgia room...

dry view from the south georgia room…

My memorable project for the big 12 – 12 – 12 is to construct a weather station so that I can know exactly just how cold and damp, or, come summer, just how hot and dry, I really am.  Well, that and I need to write a dozen or so thank you notes before the day is out for a birthday not too past.

Winter flowers in all their glory, both faded and prime...

winter flowers in all their glory, both faded and prime…

Given the outside gloom, I thought I might add a picture of a flower or two, all fall/winter blooms.  A gentle reminder that, yes, down south we do get colors during the shortest of months.

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Return of sorts…

07 Friday Dec 2012

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in time, Totem Hall, Totems

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Really, has it been 4 years?  My how time does slip by, especially when you are not paying attention.  There is a new look to the rather old, but underutilized, site.  We call our place, Totem Hall and I am enclosing a couple of, well, a couple of totems, spiritual guardians, and protectors, of our little domain.

Our friend, wise old owl...

our friend, wise old owl…

Our friend, good old fox...

our friend, good old fox…

Really, 4 years, who knew?

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The Gentleman Farmer

08 Sunday Jun 2008

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Gentleman Farming, Totem Hall

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Merriam – Webster defines a gentleman farmer as a man who farms mainly for pleasure rather than for profit.  Since I live on a piece of land too big to mow and too small to farm, that is a definition I am not prepared to quibble over, not yet anyway.

Totem Hall

totem hall…

I am enclosing a picture of Totem Hall from sometime in the Fall of 2007.  We had just laid down the slate for the walkway.

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