Fall On The Farm

A lady told me the other day that she often goes for drives in the country and it is quite lovely but it looks like too much work.

Before I moved to the farm I never thought of it that way. I always thought it looked like freedom and horses and a great place to raise my kids. I found out it was true. All of it.

Actually the work isn’t evenly distributed over the year. It is directed by the season and the weather more than anything. The busiest season is fall (although spring can be nearly as busy). Getting the harvest done and things put away for winter is a big job. And the weather doesn’t always cooperate. So every “nice” day you need to spend getting “the fall work” done with the pressure that winter could arrive and end your harvest and fall chores at any time.

Reminders of The Good Old Days

I’m having trouble finding interesting news for the blog. This may change when the pandemic is over. Or not. Who knows? So in the meantime I have decided I may as well just post some of the things that are happening here on the ranch.

Dave and I were having coffee in our little garden the other day when he commented that this summer reminds him of summers of his childhood. Like most farm kids we didn’t go anywhere in the summer. Perhaps to the fair although Dave had to work in the dairy barn with his uncle so even that was a different experience than the town kids. Not to say it wasn’t even better. You got to sleep over and hang out on the midway until late. You got to visit friends and other kids who were involved with the animals at the fair. And mom made fried chicken and potato salad and sliced up a big watermelon.

Fried Chicken, potato salad, watermelon and family at the fair. Good times.

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The Herd Has Opinions

Beautiful day this December 18. It is not always that way here in central Alberta so I decided to go on one of my fairly rare winter rides. Eddie is living in the corrals as he is quite convinced that he is the “great leader”. And he isn’t good at it.

Some history.

Dreamweaver wasn’t getting much riding and he is way too nice a horse to be just left in the field so we lent him to some folks for their girl to learn to ride. He was gone for a couple of years. When he returned we had just bought a new horse, Rio, a mare. We put the two of them in together away from the other horses for a couple of weeks just to make sure we weren’t bringing in some virus our herd wasn’t immune to.

We didn’t quite realize that Eddie was fuming mad about the new mare being with Dreamweaver.

One day my old brain forgot to tie the gate correctly and Ed got out with Dreamweaver and Rio and beat up Dreamweaver. Bad. We were shocked. None of our horses have acted like that. Not even the stallions.

The upside of this is that Eddie being in the corrals is pretty handy for going for a ride. The herd is living out on the half section.

Saddled him up. Got on. Eddie really wanted to go out on the pasture where the herd was so off we headed. Beautiful day. The ravens came to check us out. We passed Rio by the waterer. No big deal. Eddie loves her and certainly would have liked to stop for a visit but he continued on when I asked him to.

The horses were west of the bedding pile so we went the other way down to the end of the silage pit. Suddenly I heard a horse galloping up behind us. Hawk. The youngest gelding who is way below Ed in the pecking order.

We stop to visit Hawk and every time Ed turns to head towards the herd over the hill, Hawk stands in front of him and challenges him. I’m confused. Hawk doesn’t challenge Ed. He is usually very cautious around Ed. Next thing I look and Rio who is the all-time meekest horse in the herd is 10 feet away approaching with her ears pinned back.

Ed isn’t really concerned. Would have happily pushed past both of them and headed over the hill. By now the yearling filly has joined us and is bucking and kicking and playing around us. I decided to lower my risk of getting kicked by heading out to the pasture.

We can head out to the big pasture but there are 2 very out of character horses making sure we don’t head up over the bedding pile.

In the end I can think of no answer for this strange behavior other than the herd has decided that Ed is not welcome. I’m sure given his freedom Ed would be over the hill and enforcing his rules but it was really interesting.

They are pretty brave when they know I have control over Ed. And they certainly know he is a danger to some of the herd members. And… it appears that my young Hawk horse is working his way up the herd of broodmares and old geldings. Hope he is a better leader than Eddie.

Like Being Dropped in Borneo

Imagine being dropped off in the middle of a country where the locals are out to get you, you don’t understand the local customs, and the food sources, water, rules and terrain are completely different. You have no map, in fact you are not even sure why you got moved here. Not a single one of your friends in your past life are with you. The first day you broke an, unknown to you, important local custom and there is a good chance you could be soup.

That’s pretty much what happened to Rio.

By horse standards Rio was raised and lived in a fairly protected world. A pretty black mare with a popular pedigree, she was destined to be a show horse. Her coat was kept smooth, soft and shiny, her mane groomed and her tail washed and braided and protected.

She was trained and had proven herself in the show world when we met her. She was loved, being cared for and shown by a very nice young man and his family. He was ready to move up. Rio was offered for sale. We bought her.

Rio found it difficult.

Draft Horses Working In the Field

Grab the old folks and the kids. There is something happening in west central Alberta this weekend that they all will enjoy. Wild Rose Draft Horse Field & Pioneer Days on June 1 & 2 at Double Tree Village Museum. Gates open at 9 AM. It is 2 whole days of fun with something for everyone.

I’m going to start right off with my favorite part. It is the Draft Horses working in the field. Few people remember when that was “how it was done”. The turning point – when the amount of tractor power overtook the amount of horse power on American farms – was 1945. Jobs for draft horses were pretty scarce after that.

The draft horses at the Double Tree Museum give all those youngsters under 75 a chance to see horses working in the field. Actually putting in a crop. In a beautiful setting which includes a whole village filled with interesting things from the past.

You can tour a village reminiscent of the early villages in Alberta stocked with thousands of items. Join in the Jam Session and Cowboy Poetry Sat. at 5:00, vendors, Handicrafts, Pack Horse Demo, Hand work demos, Mini horses and much more… 

There is a concession but if you are trying to have some fun with the family but on a severe budget, bring some fried chicken and potato salad, a nice big watermelon and lots of water and enjoy a whole day of fun for just a General Admission of $5.00 per person. There are places to sit and eat or rest. There are wagon rides to and from where the horses are working in the field.

Maybe you would like to purchase supper provided by the Spruce View Lions Club on Saturday evening during the jam session. Or breakfast which includes Cowboy Gospel singing as breakfast is served. You will be welcomed with true western hospitality.

6 miles west of Spruce View on Hwy 54 to RR41, turn north as the sign and follow the road into the village.

Contact us at 403-729-3875 or 403-391-3645 or email dbltreem@telus.net

We also have an extraordinary setting for family and wedding pictures.

Interesting short article “Horses Finally Lose Their Jobs“.