Monday, April 28, 2014

It’s not that no one knows food prices are going up, even the least of us interested in cooking kinda knows that. But, last evening Renter came over and wanted know if I was interested in allowing him pasture this grass season.

I allowed as how we’d talked it over last fall and he’d said he’d have calves on the grass by 12 April, and wondered, I said, what had happened to his plans.

He had the grace to seem a bit embarrassed he hadn’t brought the calves as promised nor notified me that he wasn’t using the grass this year, thereby allowing me to rent to someone else.h

Now Renter is acquiring a small herd of good stock – he’s making plans for his retirement years, after he quits the aircraft plant. So he’s spent some time (years, actually) selecting a bull and cows of good quality.

Over the winter I had occasion to view the small herd and watch the fall calves. Good critters all. Renter has a good bull and some of his cows I had on my grass as calves. Very big creatures, to be sure.

Anyhow, getting back to Renters not bringing calves yet, he explained that the calves I’d seen last fall and over winter and I’d thought I’d be getting had been sold. He told me he had his uncle looking for more calves and he’d probably put them on my grass when he bought them.

I told him I was agreeable to that as I hadn’t rented to other as yet, and asked how the ssale of his fall calves had progressed.-r

He told me he’d received a price for the heifers that was totally un-realistic. He said the sale of his calves was better than selling a full grown animal. In fact, he said, he could pay less for a bred and caught cow for less than he’d received for one of the least of his fall calves.

He was most amazed at the prices and I winced thinking that if a calf brought the pricess he claimed (and I don’t doubt his claim) then next years retail prices will be almost a third higher at the store than they are now.

That’s a spooky thought.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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