The Ice Cream Social

When checking on the place one Saturday morning in July every cow on the farm was found in the gamagrass field border area. It turned out that a Friday night storm had blown a limb across a fence which allowed them into the area a few weeks before we had intended. Rusty Walker had told us that the cows loved this grass so much it was sometimes called "ice cream grass" and this proved the aptness of the nickname. Even sweet feed could not entice all of the cows out by Saturday evening. Janine said that they were all having an ice cream social.

These pictures show how thick and tall the grass has grown in its third season after the prescribed burn in March. Click on the pictures for a larger view. You can also compare the growth from the previous post.