The Care of Soil in Grazing Pasture
Mark Sisk of Fairsing Farm describes the soil and ground cover of a new grazing paddock for his Red Polled Dexter Cattle.
Mark Sisk of Fairsing Farm describes the soil and ground cover of a new grazing paddock for his Red Polled Dexter Cattle.
(See our page Cattle for Sale) FF Barbie's Dakota born on June 23, 2017 Sire: SugarP Rufus FF Chanel’s Dutch born June 3, 2017 Sire: SugarP Rufus Fairsing Autumn’s Duke born June 1, 2017 Sire: SugarP Rufus (SOLD) Fiona’s Danny Boy born May 10, 2017 Sire: SugarP Rufus For more information, please contact Mark @ [...]
I have spent all but the last four years of my life living in or around major cities: Washington D.C., Chicago, and New York. And it was my joy to do so. I love cities. I love rural life as well. […]
The Haflinger Backstory: Among my earliest memories is a fascination with farming. I don’t think I was even aware that there was any kind of farming of any interest except livestock farming. […]
Trees, in the fields of our northern Catskill mountain farm, in a pasture or a hayfield mean one thing; rocks: Big ones. […]
The other day I was shoveling manure. Not the kind of figurative shoveling of manure that most people shovel so much of the time. This was the real stuff - literal manure. It was the build up in a pen where I had kept calves for some time. In the winter it is typical to [...]
GABA stands for Gamma-Aminobutyric acid. It is an inhibitory neurotransmitter. It has been studied extensively in animals not least because clinical observations suggest that it may play a role in human disorders as well, though that has been difficult to demonstrate. Until now that is. The December 17, 2015 issue of Current Biology reported the [...]
We have a Regulator D, eight-day clock with Roman numerals that hangs in our dining room. It's from an old school house. It chimes on the hour and keeps rather good time (when I am careful to make the right adjustments, and dutiful in keeping it wound). However, from time to time I forget to wind it, [...]
Chanel (though I didn't name her; that really is her name) had a calf early on Labor Day. When I checked on her Sunday evening she seemed her usual very pregnant self. She had missed what I thought was her due date by a week. Since she was naturally covered (bred by a bull in [...]
Friday I took my five Bronze Turkeys to be butchered. It was hard. Turkeys were an after-thought on our farm. On a friend's farm I saw one and I thought how interesting the turkey was, just regally strutting around, as turkeys (I have learned) tend to do. So this spring I bought six day-old poults. [...]