After killing, skinning and butchering 75 meat birds this morning .... my wife and I were exhausted.
Weather being good and not wanting to hang out on the deck, we decided to head out to a portion of the property we hadn't visited since last year to wind down and relax.
Grabbed a cooler, loaded the dogs and headed out in the four wheeler.
I was utterly amazed at how the natural grasses had come back after a very poor year last year and with 230 head of cattle that were let loose the previous years.
Didn't even look like the same area.
My grandfather who was a dairy rancher always told me to let the land rest every seven years.
I took his advise.... and he was right.
Don't underestimate the experienced and the wise....
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Deep in the night you will look into the ever looming dark and despair, and think...
"Damn it, I should have listened to Crier.... that bastard is brilliantly gifted with "supernatural common sense."
We are indeed pretty darn lucky if we can remember those "hard to find words of wisdoms". So many times I think it just went in one year and out the other and now we are just so darn far away from the knowledge and life they had and tried to share with us. 🙁
That is a sabbatical rest that God told us to do...many ended up captives in babylon because of God's judgement for not obeying the seven year rest so it was enforced...they had not given the land rest so God ensured they were removed from the land so that it could rest..lol...love the way He works..."you can do it my way ...or...you can do it my way"
I did that this year. Every year someone would bail the land so this year we opted out and probably will from now on. Take, take, take. Will miss the extra cash but the soil means more to me than a few hundred dollars.