Miracle of miracles

I didn’t have my camera outside with me very much last week; but I did catch an unusual and pretty sunrise.


Saturday was a day for pig-work.  The kind of pig-work that made me dread heading out the door.  First, Pig-farmer and I moved the market/fat hogs from the north barn to the east barn.  Then, we moved Mama Bernice from her farrowing pen to the north barn.  We also brought Bert, the boar, to the east barn and loaded the market hogs onto the trailer.

With livestock, you often only get one chance to get a task done.  If it doesn’t go well the first time, the animals know you are up to something and will do their best to foil your plans.  Tempers seem to be on edge before anything even happens.  Slow and steady often wins the race, but sometimes you have to act quickly without a moment’s hesitation.

Miracle of miracles, all the pig moving went well.  Pig-farmer and I didn’t even yell – at each other or the pigs.  We were still speaking to each other at lunch.  We decided to not push our luck and castrate the male pigs that day.  They didn’t seem to mind.


About Marla Rose

This blog documents our farm life in central Illinois with photographs, experiences, and a dash of cooking. Pour a cup of coffee and enjoy sharing part of our lives!
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13 Responses to Miracle of miracles

  1. Good God are they that big already! c

  2. Dianna says:

    If they only knew….

  3. pattisj says:

    I love how they’re all piled over each other.

  4. It’s always good to end on a positive note! 🙂

  5. dayphoto says:

    Oh, yes! I remember those days…and pigs are very quick to figure out if you are up to something!


  6. What a beautiful sunrise.

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