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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782</id><updated>2009-07-01T07:03:52.633-05:00</updated><title type="text">Sugar Creek Farm</title><subtitle type="html">~ our one wild and precious life ~</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/scfblog.html" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/atom.xml" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>849</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SugarCreekFarm" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly>This is an XML content feed. It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site, subject to copyright and fair use.</feedburner:browserFriendly><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7606023735758581989</id><published>2009-06-29T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:27:41.753-05:00</updated><title type="text">Interlopers</title><content type="html">It's always fun when the piglets are at that age where they're old enough to be adventurous and small enough to slip through the fences.  One evening, as the cows were coming back up from the pasture, they found piglets hanging out on their turf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just sort of eyed each other up and down...  I was waiting for it to turn into the gang fight scene from West Side Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pretty soon a mama stepped in and put a stop to the shenanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062903.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, or there's no telling what might have happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7606023735758581989?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7606023735758581989/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7606023735758581989" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7606023735758581989" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7606023735758581989" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/DbzHW3WjZz0/interlopers.html" title="Interlopers" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/06/interlopers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-3010291827572913631</id><published>2009-06-22T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:52:13.951-05:00</updated><title type="text">Don't send out the search party just yet</title><content type="html">Both girls are playing softball, and this year Rafe gets to play t-ball for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafe &amp; Liv's games are in the evenings, and Madeline's are during the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which adds up to a lot of bleacher time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in between the day jobs and the ball games, we somehow manage to do farmers markets, do chores, castrate baby pigs, haul broiler chickens to the processor &amp; pick them up again, and haul home loads of hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09062204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is it that the laundry is always the thing to fall by the wayside?  Maybe that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/this-week.html"&gt;This week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/its-that-time-again.html"&gt;It's that time again!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/mama-said-knock-you-out.html"&gt;Mama said knock you out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-3010291827572913631?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/3010291827572913631/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=3010291827572913631" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3010291827572913631" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3010291827572913631" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/NQrUsfObxJA/dont-send-out-search-party-just-yet.html" title="Don't send out the search party just yet" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/06/dont-send-out-search-party-just-yet.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7947358624759132193</id><published>2009-06-15T22:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:17:05.569-05:00</updated><title type="text">Birdseye view</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.livingstonaviation.com/FlightInstructors.php?ID=5"&gt;My cousin&lt;/a&gt; had asked if we'd like to have a ride in his helicopter. Um, yes! Yesterday was the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Madeline were totally stoked about it. Me &amp;amp; Olivia &amp;amp; Rafe were a little more on the fence. Rafe thought he might do it if he had "muffins" for his ears, but in the end he decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matt getting in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very cute little helicopter, just big enough for the pilot and one passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matt going up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madeline coming down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the fence - I hate flying in general - but the photo opportunity was just too much for me to pass up. And I was so glad I went, it was a blast! It wasn't scary, and it didn't make me motion-sick or anything! The view was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I got a little nervous was when we stopped for fuel. To fuel up, Tim had to land the helicopter on a platform built on a flatbed trailer. Then he started cranking on various knobs and such. Then he looked at me and said, "I've got everything locked down, you shouldn't take off." And then he left me, alone, in the helicopter, perched on a suddenly very small platform on the back of a truck, &lt;em&gt;with the helicopter still running!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, &lt;em&gt;shouldn't&lt;/em&gt; take off?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all was well. He's a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this next picture our house is about right in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our pasture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows (&amp;amp; Star) in the pasture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house, and garden to the left. The garden has been very slow getting going this cold, wet &amp;amp; busy spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House, with the meat wagon parked in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite picture of the day...garden, pasture, creek. The broiler chickens are in the upper right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09061412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, Tim! We enjoyed it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/checking-in.html"&gt;Checking in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/its-not-nice-to-fool-mother-nature.html"&gt;It's not nice to fool Mother Nature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/flood-pictures.html"&gt;Flood pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7947358624759132193?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7947358624759132193/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7947358624759132193" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7947358624759132193" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7947358624759132193" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/0KFftYVjG4M/birdseye-view.html" title="Birdseye view" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/06/birdseye-view.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-4229391429931817351</id><published>2009-06-08T19:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:00:30.524-05:00</updated><title type="text">Itchy and scratchy</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09060801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new piglets are as cute as ever, and at that age where they go on little walk-abouts.  One day I watched as they scratched their various and sundry itches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09060802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rooster is wondering just what he's walked into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09060803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09060804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/hen-chicks.html"&gt;Hen and chicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/summertime.html"&gt; Summertime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-4229391429931817351?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/4229391429931817351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=4229391429931817351" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/4229391429931817351" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/4229391429931817351" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/Jj_IlY_hgy8/itchy-and-scratchy.html" title="Itchy and scratchy" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/06/itchy-and-scratchy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-5674012268756725707</id><published>2009-06-01T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:38:31.075-05:00</updated><title type="text">Count 'em</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt gets some of the credit for the pictures on this blog.  Often when he goes out to do chores he'll call back up to the house on his cell phone and tell me to &lt;em&gt;"come quick with the camera, there's a photo opp out here!"&lt;/em&gt;  One day he came across this mama duck and her new brood, come out from hiding wherever it was she hatched them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed out with the camera and couldn't believe how many ducklings I saw!  I counted, and counted again, and came up with 17 ducklings.  Seventeen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I saw mama duck again and this time another duck hen was with her, so I think perhaps the first duck was just doing a little babysitting.  Today I saw the two of them together again, this time on the creek.  They've lost a few ducklings - I counted 12 today.  Little ducklings paddling on the creek are pretty high on my "Cutest Things" list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/so-where-were-we.html"&gt;So where were we?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/farm-boy.html"&gt;Farm boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-5674012268756725707?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/5674012268756725707/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=5674012268756725707" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/5674012268756725707" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/5674012268756725707" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/mIp3ooAZWOE/count-em.html" title="Count 'em" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/06/count-em.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7761051023195280107</id><published>2009-05-27T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:23:36.745-05:00</updated><title type="text">It's a mom thing</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back Olivia had an impromptu sleepover party.  One of the mom's asked me, "Are you sure you want all these girls over?"  My response was, "What's a few more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pullets hang out with the new gilts during the day and can often be seen standing on this snoozing mom.  With a litter of 9 piglets constantly rooting and nuzzling on her I imagine her response to the pullets is, "What's a few more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/rejected-farm-slogan-14.html"&gt; Rejected farm slogan #14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7761051023195280107?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7761051023195280107/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7761051023195280107" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7761051023195280107" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7761051023195280107" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/mEkyAJnXCGI/its-mom-thing.html" title="It's a mom thing" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/its-mom-thing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-5529376103724151819</id><published>2009-05-21T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:57:44.722-05:00</updated><title type="text">Peeps</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hen stole away and hatched out 6 chicks.  That one peeking out from her wing is just the cutest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't you just die from the cuteness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/since-you-asked.html"&gt; Since you asked...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-5529376103724151819?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/5529376103724151819/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=5529376103724151819" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/5529376103724151819" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/5529376103724151819" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/ZFom_ufAe7U/peeps.html" title="Peeps" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/peeps.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7233027837237635363</id><published>2009-05-20T19:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:27:00.344-05:00</updated><title type="text">Runner girl</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's May, that time of year when spring and summer activities converge and overlap, and blogging comes to a standstill for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I enjoy the irony of an Osage Green Devil jumping over a St. Ansgar Saint hurdle :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been making most of my kid &amp;amp; family updates over on Facebook (so friend me if you're there!), but thought I'd exercise my proud mom perogative here and share a little about runner girl's track season this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the season she ran the shuttle hurdle relay, the open 1500m, and the 4x400 relay. The last couple of meets she's run the 4x800 relay instead of the shuttle hurdle. The whole 8th grade girls team had such a great season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/yeehaw.html"&gt;Last year she broke the Osage 7th grade girls record in the 1500m&lt;/a&gt;. So her goal this year was to set a new personal best, which would also break the 8th grade girls record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her PB last year was 5:44, and the 8th grade record this year was 5:48. She broke that record the last 3 meets with times of 5:48, 5:40, and finally 5:29 at the conference meet on Monday. And what made her happiest? Proving her dad wrong. First thing she said when she got back to the stands, "Ha! Dad didn't think I could break 5:30 this year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 4x400 team also broke the school record, twice! I don't remember the times now, but they beat it by 2 seconds the first time and then by 4 seconds at the conference meet on Monday. They also broke the conference meet record, but unfortunately another team broke it by more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's just a random picture I took of one of her best friends, and it just turned out so cool i had to share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09052007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for bearing with me :) I'll be back with more cute farm baby pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/zorros-chicken_15.html"&gt;Zorro's a chicken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/maple-tree-in-our-back-yard-is-full-of.html"&gt;The maple tree in our backyard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/nanny-at-work.html"&gt;Nanny at work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7233027837237635363?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7233027837237635363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7233027837237635363" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7233027837237635363" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7233027837237635363" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/LKsMPrJjBII/runner-girl.html" title="Runner girl" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/runner-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7142832348894411686</id><published>2009-05-14T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:58:27.698-05:00</updated><title type="text">Strrrrrretch</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo, all of that stretching makes a baby tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/punks-bluebells.html"&gt;Punks &amp;amp; bluebells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/chicks-batch-2.html"&gt;Chicks, batch 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/happy-spring.html"&gt;Happy Spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7142832348894411686?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7142832348894411686/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7142832348894411686" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7142832348894411686" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7142832348894411686" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/CFaJ-L8VImY/strrrrrretch.html" title="Strrrrrretch" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/strrrrrretch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-449990038089860729</id><published>2009-05-10T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:04:17.706-05:00</updated><title type="text">Piglets</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/new-gilts.html"&gt;The new gilts&lt;/a&gt; have all farrowed! I was waiting to tell you until we saw how things would turn out, since the news has &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/10/lets-review.html"&gt;generally been bad in the past.&lt;/a&gt; The results are about 66% good news and overall I'm pretty happy with how things went with these girls, especially for them being first-timers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the full story later. For now, I'm going to inundate you with pictures of cute little piglet butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09051004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/spring-self-portrait.html"&gt;Spring self-portrait&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/yeehaw.html"&gt;Yeehaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/back-to-chicken-pictures.html"&gt;Back to the chicken pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-449990038089860729?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/449990038089860729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=449990038089860729" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/449990038089860729" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/449990038089860729" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/XWuDJOI4h1s/piglets.html" title="Piglets" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/piglets.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-8725907583018524466</id><published>2009-05-06T22:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:23:45.359-05:00</updated><title type="text">As requested</title><content type="html">More calf pictures for &lt;a href="http://heyercapital.wordpress.com/"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09050601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little beauty is Sophie.  Her mother is Caramel.  Usually Caramel has black calves, but once before she had &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/05/louisa.html"&gt;one like this named Louisa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09050602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute mother-daughter pair!  I love how Sophie looks like a lamb as much as a calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/05/i-am-rooster.html"&gt;I am rooster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-8725907583018524466?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/8725907583018524466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=8725907583018524466" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/8725907583018524466" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/8725907583018524466" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/k_7UgWZid3U/as-requested.html" title="As requested" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/as-requested.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-4267003936645127033</id><published>2009-05-05T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:42:29.568-05:00</updated><title type="text">Potatoes in</title><content type="html">Rafe was a big help in the garden on Sunday.  With his help we got 20 pounds of potatoes planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09050501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He uses a hand trowel to get the right spacing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09050502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and sets them in the row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09050503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt came behind him covering them.  All that was left for me to do was snap pictures...my favorite job :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-4267003936645127033?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/4267003936645127033/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=4267003936645127033" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/4267003936645127033" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/4267003936645127033" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/42GnmjRiNlM/potatoes-in.html" title="Potatoes in" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/05/potatoes-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-6832306752607011340</id><published>2009-04-27T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:16:58.115-05:00</updated><title type="text">Pete &amp; Repeat</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cute little heifers, that look a lot alike!  Fortunately one wears white socks so that I can tell them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/holy-moly.html"&gt;Holy Moly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/virginia-bluebells.html"&gt;Virginia Bluebells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/baby-parade-continues.html"&gt;The baby parade continues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/whatchimacallit.html"&gt;Whatchimacallit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/cow-hip-lifter.html"&gt;Cow hip lifter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/seeing-double.html"&gt;Seeing double&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/are-you-my-mother.html"&gt;Are you my mother?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/uno.html"&gt;Uno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/flexible.html"&gt;Flexible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/little-peep.html"&gt;Little Peep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-6832306752607011340?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/6832306752607011340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=6832306752607011340" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/6832306752607011340" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/6832306752607011340" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/bnIRW_6sENo/pete-repeat.html" title="Pete &amp; Repeat" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/pete-repeat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-3013020392162138465</id><published>2009-04-22T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:24:03.636-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="How to Cook" /><title type="text">How to Cook : Eggs Benedict</title><content type="html">Once upon a time, a long time ago...I turned 30.  And one of my best friends from high school did, too, just 7 days before me.  So I flew out to San Francisco to celebrate with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, left, Susan, right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan and I share a love of food.  I wouldn't exactly call us foodies, though.  I think having Ding Dongs and nacho cheese dip on your favorite foods list disqualifies a person from that moniker.  Regardless, we ate some really good food for our birthdays.  It was in San Francisco I had a breakfast I'll never forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckwheat pancakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eggs benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today.  The hens are laying again.  I'm in need of an egg dish to fix for supper.  I decided to give the home version of eggs benedict a go.  With a few changes, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs benedict is usually made with Canadian bacon.  We have cottage bacon made when we butcher pork, and it reminds me a little of Canadian bacon.  I like to use it on pizza, or to lean up a BLT.  I thought it would work just fine in my version of eggs benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have to poach your eggs.  Simply get a saucepan half full of water boiling then reduce to a simmer.  Crack an egg into a measuring cup, then quickly slide the egg from the cup into the simmering water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook 3 to 5 minutes, to desired doneness.  The eggs kind of look like jellyfish while they cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove the egg from the saucepan with a slotted spoon.  Place Canadian bacon, or cottage bacon, atop an English muffin.  I changed things up a little here, too, and used slices of English muffin bread.  It was delicious!  Put an egg on top of the bacon, add Hollondaise sauce and sprinkle with paprika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollandaise sauce is simple to make, and is yet another good use for extra eggs.  Melt 1/2 cup butter, 1 Tablespoon lemon juice and 1 Tablespoon water in a glass measuring cup in the microwave.  Place 3 egg yolks in a bowl, then slowly whisk the melted butter mixture into the egg yolks.  Cook this mixture in the microwave 30 to 45 seconds, whisking every 10 seconds, until thickened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home version of eggs benedict turned out yummy, and made a wonderful spring meal paired with asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09042208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/overheard.html"&gt; Overheard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/alarmed.html"&gt; Alarmed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/how-to-cook-bean-ham-soup.html"&gt; How to Cook : Bean &amp;amp; Ham Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-3013020392162138465?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/3013020392162138465/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=3013020392162138465" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3013020392162138465" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3013020392162138465" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/028ykX0NwKw/how-to-cook-eggs-benedict.html" title="How to Cook : Eggs Benedict" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/how-to-cook-eggs-benedict.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-8080592103538832699</id><published>2009-04-21T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:25:33.124-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything sexier than a man tilling your garden?  &lt;em&gt;(And some random chicken.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/lined-up-at-buffet.html"&gt; Lined up at the buffet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/im-it.html"&gt; I'm it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-8080592103538832699?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/8080592103538832699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=8080592103538832699" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/8080592103538832699" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/8080592103538832699" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/MMRaPZwHm5M/is-there-anything-sexier-than-man.html" title="" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/is-there-anything-sexier-than-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-6705392858123031155</id><published>2009-04-20T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:12:35.687-05:00</updated><title type="text">Beak to the grindstone</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first batch of chicks for this year is in the garage brooder pen.  These guys are all business when it comes to eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/go-fly-kite.html"&gt;Go fly a kite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/huddled-masses.html"&gt;The huddled masses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-6705392858123031155?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/6705392858123031155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=6705392858123031155" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/6705392858123031155" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/6705392858123031155" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/v6zLCxMNN2E/beak-to-grindstone.html" title="Beak to the grindstone" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/beak-to-grindstone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-3894863948399110950</id><published>2009-04-19T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:38:45.309-05:00</updated><title type="text">Portrait</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pretty Girl.  Don't tell the others, but she's Matt's favorite cow.  He loves Herefords, and Pretty Girl was the first one he bought.  I guess there's always a special place in a guy's heart for his first Hereford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/welcome-art-and-socks.html"&gt;Welcome, Art and Socks!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/monday.html"&gt;Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/happiness-is.html"&gt;Happiness is...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/easter-calf.html"&gt;Easter calf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/take-2.html"&gt;Take 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/i-love-piglets-at-this-age.html"&gt;I love the piglets at this age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/chicks-will-pick-sunny-spot-on-floor.html"&gt;Chicks will pick a sunny spot on the floor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/whazzup-chicken-butt.html"&gt;Whazzup, chicken butt?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/just-in-case-you-were-wondering.html"&gt;Just in case you were wondering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/how-to-cook-ground-pork.html"&gt;How to Cook : Ground Pork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-3894863948399110950?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/3894863948399110950/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=3894863948399110950" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3894863948399110950" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/3894863948399110950" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/3RQTpPUYUQA/portrait.html" title="Portrait" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/portrait.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7645394084597275575</id><published>2009-04-16T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:48:49.033-05:00</updated><title type="text">Numero dos</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calf #2 is on the ground, and so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you can imagine, I'm now impossibly paranoid.  My office window overlooks the cows' winter lot, and I'm constantly checking on them.  Today this little girl layed in the same spot for what seemed like &lt;em&gt;much too long&lt;/em&gt;.  But eventually her mother did rouse her for a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute?  I love how she looks like she's wearing a hoodie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another cow that looks just like this one, and she had a calf that looks just like this one.  I've got to try and get a picture of them, if I can tell who's who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/frosty.html"&gt;Frosty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7645394084597275575?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7645394084597275575/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7645394084597275575" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7645394084597275575" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7645394084597275575" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/qbOHKI_QudY/numero-dos.html" title="Numero dos" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/numero-dos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-934053144621454088</id><published>2009-04-15T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:22:33.733-05:00</updated><title type="text">Garden, April</title><content type="html">This has been one of the nicest springs I can remember.  The mud hasn't been too bad, the weather's been warm.  The farmers are getting a good start in the fields.  Madeline had her first track meet of the season yesterday and we had a gorgeous afternoon for sitting in the bleachers cheering.  &lt;em&gt;(And yay for her 8th grade team for winning the meet!  They placed in every single event.  She placed 1st in the 1500m, she anchored the shuttle hurdle team which placed 2nd, and she anchored the 4x400 which placed 1st.)&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, all of this has me worried that we're in for a drought.  &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/10/fret-fretted-will-fret.html"&gt;Because as you all know by now, I'm a fretter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm really itching to get in the garden.  With the late harvest last fall (due to the &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/06/flood-pictures.html"&gt;epic floods&lt;/a&gt;) my dad didn't have time to get the garden turned then.  So Sunday afternoon he brought over his big rig + the soil saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Rafe had to ride along with Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down one side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up the other side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few times through the middle and the job was done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we can get time to till and plant some early-season crops before the rain Saturday.  I'm just craving something fresh &amp; green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/good-day.html"&gt;A good day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/simba.html"&gt;Simba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/i-know-i-know.html"&gt;I know, I know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-934053144621454088?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/934053144621454088/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=934053144621454088" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/934053144621454088" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/934053144621454088" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/p8MlLeazkHg/garden-april.html" title="Garden, April" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/garden-april.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-7520404474692240508</id><published>2009-04-14T21:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:50:26.373-05:00</updated><title type="text">That had to hurt</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that egg?  Front row, third from the right?  Every once in a while someone lays a giant egg, and it just makes my hiney tingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/eat-drink-and-be-married.html"&gt;Eat, drink and be married&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/todays-chick-fix.html"&gt;Today's chick fix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-7520404474692240508?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/7520404474692240508/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=7520404474692240508" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7520404474692240508" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/7520404474692240508" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/_PgGSgQh69o/that-had-to-hurt.html" title="That had to hurt" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/that-had-to-hurt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-6412730301066502360</id><published>2009-04-13T22:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:44:59.739-05:00</updated><title type="text">Trusting my instincts (or not)</title><content type="html">Remember &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/1-down.html"&gt;this guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 6 days old on Saturday, and had been doing good all week.  When I checked on him Saturday morning he was just standing in the pile of cornstalks that the cows like to sleep on.  I thought to myself that he didn't look as spunky as usual, but I don't know much about cows so I dismissed the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends came out to see the baby chicks and I wanted to show them the new calf.  His mother was at the bale feeder eating, but he was nowhere to be seen.  Matt found him in the shed, next to the water tank laying in a puddle, now definitely acting very dumpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Matt hauled him out of there and tried to get some electrolytes down him.  He swallowed but wouldn't suck, so we asked my brother to have a look at him.  His breathing was clear, he wasn't scouring, he just seemed dehydrated.  So my brother tubed him to get some more electrolytes in him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09041304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately our Easter morning didn't bring a miraculous return from the almost-dead.  Our first calf of the '09 calving season became the first loss of the '09 calving season.  And I'm wondering why I don't trust my own instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/today-i-am.html"&gt;Today I am...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/chix-oh-six.html"&gt;Chix Oh Six&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/chicks-batch-1.html"&gt;Chicks, batch 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-6412730301066502360?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/trusting-my-instincts-or-not.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-1826339827656891479</id><published>2009-04-12T21:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:01:01.045-05:00</updated><title type="text">Happy Easter!</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/happy-trails.html"&gt;Happy trails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/our-new-friend-troy.html"&gt;Our new friend Troy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/flarp.html"&gt;Flarp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/george.html"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/spread-little-sunshine_10.html"&gt;Spread a little sunshine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/take-me-to-river.html"&gt;Take me to the river&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2006/04/spring.html"&gt;Spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/cuteness.html"&gt;Cuteness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/spring-o-spring.html"&gt;Spring, O Spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2007/04/tragic-story-o-day.html"&gt;Tragic tale o' the day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/im-big-boy-now.html"&gt;I'm a big boy now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/i-mentioned-yesterday-that-we-had-cow.html"&gt;It's like some kind of farm soap opera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/dimitry.html"&gt;Dimitry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-1826339827656891479?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/1826339827656891479/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=1826339827656891479" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/1826339827656891479" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/1826339827656891479" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/kZe4teh0r8w/happy-easter.html" title="Happy Easter!" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/happy-easter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-2603183973593076863</id><published>2009-04-08T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:48:54.842-05:00</updated><title type="text">Photogenic</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09040801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt would like this blog to be all cows, all the time.  But really, this time of year, they make for rather boring photo subjects.  They just hang around, waiting for the grass to green up or to &lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/1-down.html"&gt;give birth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens, on the other hand, are interesting.  All. year. round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09040802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09040803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/09040804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors. The clucking. The antics. I keep chickens as much for entertainment as for eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/at-large.html"&gt;At large&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-2603183973593076863?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/2603183973593076863/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=2603183973593076863" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/2603183973593076863" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/2603183973593076863" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/SrFtS5ELHbE/photogenic.html" title="Photogenic" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/photogenic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-9119798807071541651</id><published>2009-04-07T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:17:33.413-05:00</updated><title type="text">New digs</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4-H pigs are &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; out of my garage.  They really seem to be enjoying their new digs.  Theirs is the small port-a-hut that you can barely see, with large round bales on either side and squares stacked in front of the entrance to cut the wind.  &lt;em&gt;(The large port-a-hut behind it will be for farrowing next week!)&lt;/em&gt;  Today when I went out to check on them they were laying in a pile in the doorway, getting a little sunburn on their butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house no longer smells like a petting zoo...for a couple days, anyway, until 150 chicks arrive on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2005/04/peeps-galore.html"&gt;Peeps galore!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2008/04/over-my-dead-body.html"&gt;Over my dead body&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-9119798807071541651?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/9119798807071541651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=9119798807071541651" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/9119798807071541651" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/9119798807071541651" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/HyaTEGFENIg/new-digs.html" title="New digs" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/new-digs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188782.post-661859322413801644</id><published>2009-04-06T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:49:12.899-05:00</updated><title type="text">Sunrise</title><content type="html">&lt;IMG src="http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/Photos/2009/090406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, about 6:30 a.m.  There's not a whole lot that needs to be said about this one, except maybe...wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7188782-661859322413801644?l=www.osage.net%2F%7Ethemillers92%2FSCFBlog%2Fscfblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/661859322413801644/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7188782&amp;postID=661859322413801644" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/661859322413801644" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7188782/posts/default/661859322413801644" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SugarCreekFarm/~3/egY0WIcyMYA/sunrise.html" title="Sunrise" /><author><name>sugarcreekfarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09655268212094370061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06533972615638376239" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.osage.net/~themillers92/SCFBlog/2009/04/sunrise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
