Life at Jaspar

It's already two weeks ago, since I arrived (safe and sound) at the train station in London, where Tammy was waiting to drive me to Jaspar Jerseys. Guess time flies when you're having fun...

And everything is at least as good as I remember, including the chips to top the burgers, and all. Only two years further down the road, and a different season.

There's 33 cows being milked at the moment, and we should be doing hay ever since I came, but it keeps raining too often. And too much. Still I'm never bored between morning and night chores. Extra jobs at the farm, European Championship, run/bike to Lake Huron, my own 'stuff', work in the garden, drive somewhere for some thing (like ice cream, J.J.'s ballhockey game, calf starter and lime stone, groceries, a party), it all keeps me busy.

There's seven white kittens...


Can you believe it? They named one of the cows after me...


:)


Jep. That calf of yours just came falling down from the sky. Uhu...


Jim on his way to milk some cows.


Rambo getting some dirt out of the way.


Dreamy girl.

Guess.

Found them again... :)

Tammy's garden.

Melissa with her 4H-heiffer, and Sam with his ball.

Katie with her 4H-calf, and the farm.