Last  spring I got some yarrow from a friend of ours. I jumped the gun and planted it before the fence to my garden was up. Then the fence got made, involving a backhoe in the garden. The yarrow got ran over multiple times. However, it came back. I never went out of my way to water the yarrow, as it was at the far north end of my garden; the area where a small child plays and where 3 dogs run through. The yarrow got stepped on, ran over, not watered, and played with daily. Basically, it was a neglected self sufficient plant which survived EVERYTHING! It died a little because I hadn’t watered it and then we got some good rain and it came back to life. It even died down and then came back late summer, early fall. It’s indestructible!

I had a purple variety and a white one. In the picture below, it is actually purple but the glow of the evening sun gave it the beautiful pink shade!

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Mornings on the Ranch

I’ve come to just love mornings here on the ranch. If you know me, I’ve always been a morning person, but since being here in Montana, I’ve come to really appreciate the mornings.
During the summer I found it was the best time to be in the garden. Best time to water, and check out the growth. The bugs {usually} weren’t around yet, the air was still calm and quiet and the sun wasn’t too hot.

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Now that winter has arrived, the cows are frosty, the air is brisk and the ground is sparkling. The sun is shining bright and the chickens are exploring around.
Unfortunately, the best time to be outside in the morning often seems to be when Jed is eating breakfast. What usually tends to happen is I make his breakfast and while he is eating I head outside for a few minutes.

exploring and scratching for corn
Nosy Nancy


Chickens seeking the morning warmth


The dogs have been sleeping in the shop lately so when I go to let my chickens out or give them fresh water, the dogs come with me. Dan goes straight for the heifers who are patiently waiting for food, and Sassie goes straight to her chickens to make sure they’re all ok. Now that the heifers are getting fed right close to the house, she gets a little distracted and goes to hide and creep on them.