Ward’s Farm

Timeline cleanse. No drama, no clickbait, no politics, just watching the cows enter a new pasture.

Yesterday, as I was leaving the farm pulling out onto the county road. I saw what most people dread that raised livestock. It was five of my beautiful cows standing there in the road looking at me. One mama cow and the remainder young ones. Thinking for a brief moment, I developed a plan within my head that sounded well thought out. I grabbed an empty feed bag that just happened to be in my vehicle and started shaking it hoping to gain their attention. The mama Cal and her young calf in tow walked towards me and entered the gate like they should have. Yet the yearlings decided to take this as an opportunity and likely run towards the whole they came out of. Running through the fence and away from me not certain as to where they were going. Yet, I still had a plan there was a gate on that side of the fence that I knew I could open and allow them access back into a field they were supposed to be in. I was lucky opened it up and backed away as they made their way into the field yet the remainder of the herd was a field away, so there was a little bit more juggling to be done. My further plan was to open additional gates and allow these wayward cows to get back within the herd and come back later and shut gates isolating these fields from possible problems. It was a good plan or at least so I thought and as I came back later in the day to close gates and to make things more secure I found the remainder of the herd back in the fields that I wanted them to avoid rather than the few going towards the larger group. Like most things in life we can plan all we want to, but in the end many cases we have very little control as to the actual outcome.