Lately

Blog postings have been sparse lately, which is kinda silly because there has actually been things going on. Like an overrated blizzard . . . the first of spring planting . . . and playing veterinarian.

The blizzard left the O'Hara Corner Farm with about 10 inches of snow; this picture was taken a day or two after the snow quit flying.

The worst of the "blizzard" was really the couple of hours late Tuesday night, when we estimate the wind was the strongest, and it was sleeting horribly. It sounded like a hailstorm except the hail was like sand instead of golf balls.


Inside, those unfamiliar to gardening, would wonder about the styrofoam thing sitting on the register.

Better known as a seed starting "system." The best thing since sliced bread for starting seeds. And yes, we're starting seeds. Onions to be exact. I planted about 150 seeds. We like to eat onions and cook with them constantly. So we have to grow a lot of them.

Hard to imagine that those beatiful, almost 1 pound golden globes we had last fall started out like this:

Yea for spring dreaming!!! And just think less than a month until maple sugarin'!


Though for Checkers it cannot come soon enough. Until this snow is gone, she's hugging the register.

To complete the post I gotta talk about playing veterinarian because I included that in my opening line. The bad part about having an intact pet tom cat . . . they fight. Especially when they have a girl cat that lives with them. Granted Sally is not old enough for tom cats to care that she's a girl, but there's that good ole territorial instinct anyways.


Sunday morning as we walked out to do chores we were greeted by the gruesome sight of a trail of blood going down the snowblown path to the livestock gate, with a big puddle right at the gate, and then little dribbles all the way to the hay shed. Uh-oh! Enter the shed, and find Henry laid out on the blanket, looking  pretty forlorn, with an oozing puncture wound on his back flank. Our best guess is that he got in a fight with another tom cat . . . they can be pretty fierce. So we held a bandage on him to slow the bleeding, sprayed antiseptic spray on it, and have given him a lot of electrolyte solution to drink to make up for lost blood. He seems to be on the mend . . . cats with their nine lives. But now will have to watch him for signs of infection or bite transferred diseases. Ugh!!!