08/13/2026
The last week has not gone entirely as planned… actually not even an ounce as planned except for QSH Stirling going to his new home. We’ve had highs, lows, and lots in between.
On Friday, the family farm (about 15 minutes from our acreage) was hit by a likely tornado. People, animals, and the house were all spared. The main shop housing the harvest equipment, etc not so much. Brent sent the drone up yesterday and discovered lots more hidden roofing material in the fields. The work has only just started but it could have been way worse 🙏🏻 Saturday was spent collecting 2x4s, metal sheeting, and everything else from the road, ditches, fields, and buildings along with safely taking down a tree that narrowly missed the house.
Sunday we took QSH Stirling to his new home near Milwaukee, Wisconsin at Oak Hill Farm with Nick and Ashley Webber. They have created a beautiful property and very solid foundational herd of highlands. Word is Stirling got right to work although at 13 months old, we aren’t certain he is potent or able to reach yet 🤭Go get ‘em, Stirling! On the way home, we talked we were done moving cattle for several months. Not buying, not selling so could tidy up and pack away the trailer.
Then God said Hold My Beer 🍺 I get a screenshot from a dear friend which quickly escalates to me buying a cow within 10 minutes without talking to Brent first. I had eyed this cow since the first time I saw her. I offered to buy her as a yearling - not for sale. Saw her again at age 3 - she’s going west. I was not about to let her slip through my fingers. She and at least one other will be headed to Iowa soon 🥰 So this means QSH Jolene and her June Bull calf at foot will be going to the North Central Highland Cattle Association sale next month. Brent says we are at the “one in, one out” point just like the college hill bars were back in the day 🪩
By Tuesday, that one questionable loose stool pile in the pasture turned into many splatters of various colors. Now we are rounding up and treating 4 calf’s for scours.
‼️On to Wednesday and I get the message everyone dreads - “get home ASAP” “problem with cows” 🐂 No, no, no - you have to give more information than that. I race home - Juke has his head stuck in the bale feeder and everyone interprets this as he’s in standing heat 🥴 and it’s 86 F. 30 minutes and a sawzal later, Juke is exhausted but free. I’m finally changing out of my office clothes when Brent’s sends a photo of this terrifying thing I our front tree - a very active hornets nest that is weighing down the flimsy branch 😳 That’s a crisis for another day.
Now I need to get Jolene and Carl Dean cleaned up for photos, get them officially consigned to the sale and quite simply get some sleep.