This time of year, when the snow is off the ground but not much is growing yet, the feedboxes in the barn are a popular hangout.
The winter babies are learning to eat hay. I don't know if they particularly like it, but they're learning.
Like mother, like daughter: Sparky with Hickory.
The babies mouth the hay and delicately eat it, but at this age they vastly prefer mama's milk.
When I do the morning feeding, the babies eye me warily. To them, we're strange two-footed cows.
As you can see on this little guy, the dehorning scars are healing nicely.
The cows aren't the only ones who hang around the feedboxes.
It's no wonder we often find eggs in here.
Just a little snapshot of early spring around the homestead.
Showing posts with label feed boxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feed boxes. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Peekaboo
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chickens,
cows,
feed boxes,
Hickory,
Jersey Giant chickens,
Sparky
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Building a bull shed annex
Slowly over the last few years, we've been modifying the barn to suit our particular needs -- or more specifically, the needs of our livestock.
When Don built the bull pen in 2012, he included a nice shed to offer shelter for the bull and whichever penmates he had with him.
As it turns out, this shed got bogged in mud (gutters are our next project) so we had to add tons of gravel to keep the animals elevated out of the wet during bad weather.
Also as it turns out, one shed wasn't enough. Dominant animals boot out less dominant animals, so last month Don built a second shed to house everyone.
But the bull pen had yet another weakness: it had nowhere to feed the animals. For the last few years, we've simply pitched hay over the fence onto the ground, possibly the single worst way to feed livestock in existence. It's hugely wasteful and resulted in an ever-growing mound of buildup. Additionally, it meant the animals fed outside regardless of rain or snow, so any leftover hay quickly became inedible. They also soiled it with abandon (urine, feces), so nothing stayed fresh or edible.
We did this for several years. As the mound rose higher, we had to tie cattle panels (some call them hog panels) to the pen rails so the bull couldn't jump over the top. Clearly this massive mound of hay/manure buildup was a problem we needed to address.
Don cleaned out the bull pen over the summer before he built the shed extension, and his next project was a two-fer: feed boxes for the bull sheds, and a lean-to annex to cover them.
He started with slats for the feed boxes. We blocked off the first shed so the animals wouldn't get in, and he stripped off the outer wall. Then he installed sturdy boards across the bottom. (The sagging PVC pipe holds the wiring for the hotwire around the perimeter of the pen. We secured it later on.)
Then he started bolting in diagonal slats, using the same jig he used while building the feed boxes under the awning.
Then he switched focus and started working on the lead-to annex outside, to cover what would become the feed boxes (and, incidentally, to shelter us in inclement weather while we're feeding).
By the way, take a close look at that middle 4x4 pressure-treated post on the left. Notice it's bent near the top?
In anticipation of this project, last year Don had cemented these 4x4's into the ground. The middle post warped over the winter. So, clever fellow that he is, Don inserted a shimmy to "straighten" out the post so he could install a cross-board. That's my smart man.
With the support structure in place, he started putting up the roof structure.
Here he's installing furring strips across the roof boards to hold the metal roofing.
Incidentally, the roofing metal came from the massive (and lucky) salvage find at the dump a few years ago. You know the old saying: one man's trash is another man's treasure.
With the roof on, it was time to cut a door into the back side of the barn.
Don measured and marked, then started cutting.
VoilĂ , a door. Eventually he'll frame the metal sides of the door with wood so no one slices themselves on the sharp edges.
Can you see what an improvement this will be when it comes to feeding in wintry weather?
Here Lucy explores the new space.
Next, the floor. We needed a deep gravel base so nothing would get water-logged, as well as to provide a platform for the feed boxes to rest upon. Don scooped up some gravel with the tractor and dumped it at the mouth of the annex...
...and the girls spread it evenly.
Don also dumped, and the girls spread, a layer of gravel in the new shed.
With the infrastructure of the annex in place (roof, siding, floor), finishing the feed box itself didn't take long. Don had to build the angle of the backing a bit steeper than the original feed boxes under the awning, simply because the space in the annex is more cramped.
Then we removed the paneling that had been blocking off the shed, and let the animals in to try out the new feed box.
They took to it like a duck to water. Yay! No more feeding on the ground and wasting hay!
But wait, Don's not done. He still wanted to build a second feed box for the new shed.
So he repeated the process. We blocked off the shed so the livestock couldn't get in, then he removed the fence and installed sturdy boards across the base.
Up went the diagonals. By the way, the little square-ish slot on the right became a little hatch door so we can climb in and out of the shed, for cleaning purposes, without having to go into the pen itself.
The second feed box didn't take long.
Here's the little hatch door. There's a similar hatch door by the other feed box as well. Clever, no?
That's currently where things stand. Don still needs to close off the end of the annex (since it faces the prevailing wind direction). He's also going to frame the end to hold a window -- we have a number of salvaged windows we could use -- but that may not happen this year.
Little by little we're making progress!
When Don built the bull pen in 2012, he included a nice shed to offer shelter for the bull and whichever penmates he had with him.
As it turns out, this shed got bogged in mud (gutters are our next project) so we had to add tons of gravel to keep the animals elevated out of the wet during bad weather.
Also as it turns out, one shed wasn't enough. Dominant animals boot out less dominant animals, so last month Don built a second shed to house everyone.
But the bull pen had yet another weakness: it had nowhere to feed the animals. For the last few years, we've simply pitched hay over the fence onto the ground, possibly the single worst way to feed livestock in existence. It's hugely wasteful and resulted in an ever-growing mound of buildup. Additionally, it meant the animals fed outside regardless of rain or snow, so any leftover hay quickly became inedible. They also soiled it with abandon (urine, feces), so nothing stayed fresh or edible.
We did this for several years. As the mound rose higher, we had to tie cattle panels (some call them hog panels) to the pen rails so the bull couldn't jump over the top. Clearly this massive mound of hay/manure buildup was a problem we needed to address.
Don cleaned out the bull pen over the summer before he built the shed extension, and his next project was a two-fer: feed boxes for the bull sheds, and a lean-to annex to cover them.
He started with slats for the feed boxes. We blocked off the first shed so the animals wouldn't get in, and he stripped off the outer wall. Then he installed sturdy boards across the bottom. (The sagging PVC pipe holds the wiring for the hotwire around the perimeter of the pen. We secured it later on.)
Then he started bolting in diagonal slats, using the same jig he used while building the feed boxes under the awning.
Then he switched focus and started working on the lead-to annex outside, to cover what would become the feed boxes (and, incidentally, to shelter us in inclement weather while we're feeding).
By the way, take a close look at that middle 4x4 pressure-treated post on the left. Notice it's bent near the top?
In anticipation of this project, last year Don had cemented these 4x4's into the ground. The middle post warped over the winter. So, clever fellow that he is, Don inserted a shimmy to "straighten" out the post so he could install a cross-board. That's my smart man.
With the support structure in place, he started putting up the roof structure.
Here he's installing furring strips across the roof boards to hold the metal roofing.
Incidentally, the roofing metal came from the massive (and lucky) salvage find at the dump a few years ago. You know the old saying: one man's trash is another man's treasure.
With the roof on, it was time to cut a door into the back side of the barn.
Don measured and marked, then started cutting.
VoilĂ , a door. Eventually he'll frame the metal sides of the door with wood so no one slices themselves on the sharp edges.
Can you see what an improvement this will be when it comes to feeding in wintry weather?
Here Lucy explores the new space.
Next, the floor. We needed a deep gravel base so nothing would get water-logged, as well as to provide a platform for the feed boxes to rest upon. Don scooped up some gravel with the tractor and dumped it at the mouth of the annex...
...and the girls spread it evenly.
Don also dumped, and the girls spread, a layer of gravel in the new shed.
With the infrastructure of the annex in place (roof, siding, floor), finishing the feed box itself didn't take long. Don had to build the angle of the backing a bit steeper than the original feed boxes under the awning, simply because the space in the annex is more cramped.
Then we removed the paneling that had been blocking off the shed, and let the animals in to try out the new feed box.
They took to it like a duck to water. Yay! No more feeding on the ground and wasting hay!
But wait, Don's not done. He still wanted to build a second feed box for the new shed.
So he repeated the process. We blocked off the shed so the livestock couldn't get in, then he removed the fence and installed sturdy boards across the base.
Up went the diagonals. By the way, the little square-ish slot on the right became a little hatch door so we can climb in and out of the shed, for cleaning purposes, without having to go into the pen itself.
The second feed box didn't take long.
Here's the little hatch door. There's a similar hatch door by the other feed box as well. Clever, no?
That's currently where things stand. Don still needs to close off the end of the annex (since it faces the prevailing wind direction). He's also going to frame the end to hold a window -- we have a number of salvaged windows we could use -- but that may not happen this year.
Little by little we're making progress!
Labels:
barn,
feed boxes
Monday, January 5, 2015
Winter weather
We were expecting winter weather this weekend.
For the past week, the weather has been sunny and brutally cold. This photo showed some of the winter sun highlighting the tree trunks. What looks like snow flakes in front of the trees was falling bits of hoarfrost that, honestly, looked like falling diamonds. It was indescribably beautiful and the photo doesn't even begin to do it justice.
This red-shafted flicker has been hanging around. Doubtless he's having a hard time finding food.
When the weather was at its coldest, we kept the Jerseys (Polly and Matilda) and their calves in the corral where they could go into the barn at night for maximum protection. After the close call with Polly in mid-November, I'm not taking chances with the more delicate Jerseys. (Dexters are tougher.)
But the temperature (thankfully) rose and snow was anticipated. Here was the forecast for January 3:
So on Saturday we split some firewood before the snow arrived.
Front porch, before:
Front porch, after:
I cleaned the barn stalls and made sure the floors were padded with straw.
It pleases me to see animals at the feed boxes at any time during the day. Don built the boxes last fall under the barn awning, and they've proven remarkably successful in keeping food clean and available at any time without getting trampled or soiled.
After a day of battening down hatches, a dinner of fried rice warmed us all.
On Sunday, it snowed. Man did it snow! It was a day to stay huddled at home, but Younger Daughter had an obligation in a nearby town, so I drove her.
Once we get off our dirt road onto the paved road, here's the view across the fields. Rather monotone, no?
Driving back home, Younger Daughter snapped these birds on the frozen lake. I think they're coots, but since I was driving I couldn't be sure.
Even in mid-day, everything looked ghostly with the snow falling so heavily.
This is the paved road, heading back to our house.
Nearly home.
Matilda and Polly were anxious to get into the barn, so I cleaned their stalls, gave them food, and put them to bed early.
Every time Lydia came in from the yard, she had jingle balls of snow on her toes...
...which she would chew off.
Major looked like a reverse Dalmatian.
Here's that red-shafted flicker again, tucking himself under the roof awning to get out of the snow. I took the photo through a glass window which reflects the lights from the Christmas tree (which, um, we still haven't taken down).
I experimented with photographing the dusk with the tree lights reflected in the window.
It snowed the blessed day long and into the night.
Then the temperature rose, and as of this morning it's raining and windy (go figure). The snow is melting fast. It's predicted to get to 40F today, with up to half an inch of rain. This means the snow will turn to slush, possibly the worst driving conditions. Schools in the area have been canceled. It's a good day to hole up with the wood stove glowing.
What's the old saying? If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes....
For the past week, the weather has been sunny and brutally cold. This photo showed some of the winter sun highlighting the tree trunks. What looks like snow flakes in front of the trees was falling bits of hoarfrost that, honestly, looked like falling diamonds. It was indescribably beautiful and the photo doesn't even begin to do it justice.
This red-shafted flicker has been hanging around. Doubtless he's having a hard time finding food.
When the weather was at its coldest, we kept the Jerseys (Polly and Matilda) and their calves in the corral where they could go into the barn at night for maximum protection. After the close call with Polly in mid-November, I'm not taking chances with the more delicate Jerseys. (Dexters are tougher.)
But the temperature (thankfully) rose and snow was anticipated. Here was the forecast for January 3:
So on Saturday we split some firewood before the snow arrived.
Front porch, before:
Front porch, after:
I cleaned the barn stalls and made sure the floors were padded with straw.
It pleases me to see animals at the feed boxes at any time during the day. Don built the boxes last fall under the barn awning, and they've proven remarkably successful in keeping food clean and available at any time without getting trampled or soiled.
After a day of battening down hatches, a dinner of fried rice warmed us all.
On Sunday, it snowed. Man did it snow! It was a day to stay huddled at home, but Younger Daughter had an obligation in a nearby town, so I drove her.
Once we get off our dirt road onto the paved road, here's the view across the fields. Rather monotone, no?
Driving back home, Younger Daughter snapped these birds on the frozen lake. I think they're coots, but since I was driving I couldn't be sure.
Even in mid-day, everything looked ghostly with the snow falling so heavily.
This is the paved road, heading back to our house.
Nearly home.
Matilda and Polly were anxious to get into the barn, so I cleaned their stalls, gave them food, and put them to bed early.
Every time Lydia came in from the yard, she had jingle balls of snow on her toes...
...which she would chew off.
Major looked like a reverse Dalmatian.
Here's that red-shafted flicker again, tucking himself under the roof awning to get out of the snow. I took the photo through a glass window which reflects the lights from the Christmas tree (which, um, we still haven't taken down).
I experimented with photographing the dusk with the tree lights reflected in the window.
It snowed the blessed day long and into the night.
Then the temperature rose, and as of this morning it's raining and windy (go figure). The snow is melting fast. It's predicted to get to 40F today, with up to half an inch of rain. This means the snow will turn to slush, possibly the worst driving conditions. Schools in the area have been canceled. It's a good day to hole up with the wood stove glowing.
What's the old saying? If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes....
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