The grass has been growing well.  So I decided yesterday that it was time the cows started eating it and not hay.  We have been keeping them close to the barn in case of calving, but I am feeling less and less optimistic that there will be another calf,

Jameson actually has been nibbling some grass as well.  He is still adorable.

The grass in the middle back field is almost up to the cows’ bellies.  They seem happy with the decision.

I left the gate open so they can still come to the closer field.  And Summer has been licking Jameson through the fence still.

I finally was able to catch the three black (gray) sheep’s noses in a photo.

The peacock was looking at me so I took some photos his head.  He is a funny bird.

I still have one small spaghetti squash left from last year’s harvest.  Pretty impressive that I was able to keep them that long.  I am slowly figuring this farm thing out.

We are still bottle feeding the calf.

The turkey poults are starting to get more feathers.

The grandkids came over on Sunday.  They wanted to see Jameson.  He was a little nervous initially but then warmed up and was petted plenty.

They also checked out the turkey poults.  They enjoyed holding and petting them as well.

But the main reason they were over is because Tom purchased a quad for Piper.  Here it is after he brought it home.

And here she is sitting on it for the first time.  It fits her perfectly.

This is her riding it for the first time.

And getting her photo taken with Tom and Uncle Tom is the background.

But then she was tired.  She looks exhausted here.  We hung out on the back porch for a bit.

They brought their three dogs over. Initially Ryleigh was not a fan but slowly she warmed up to them.

William looked tired too.

They all went home to get ready for a week of school and work.

This morning I had Jameson nurse on Summer in the stanchion.  I let her out again after, and she fled the barn.  But Sonja was outside the barn.  Jameson walked up to her and started nursing her too.  And she accepted it.  Previously she had butted him away.

Then it looked like Summer wanted to nurse too.  I had seen her nurse a few month ago but wasn’t sure if she was still nursing on her mother (at 2 years of age!).  But neither attacked Jameson.  Now I am again starting to get hopeful maybe they can all get along.

I then turned my attention to the garden.  I got the Swiss chard and turnips planted.  Wally was supervising.

She stayed there after I was done and heading to the house for lunch.