So I got a little ahead of myself, which means that I didn't share the pictures from feeding the calves one night. So even though the calves are long gone, I am enjoying another look at them.
The calves go out on the old alfalfa when they are first weaned. Between their ravenous eating and the freezing temperatures, alfalfa stops growing. Once the feed is eaten down we load up the old two ton with some bails and pitch it out to them.
On this fine occasion it is Rancher Sr. and Cowboy Pete with the pitch forks.