(Above: A sizeable cap overshadowing a translucent stipe during the approaching dusk of 11/12/2020. )
11/8/2020:
Dawn of 11/8/2020. It was comfortably cool with momentary bouts of precipitation. 
A hole dug with the intention of transplanting a loquat tree. This location is directly southwest of Jacobhouse. 
The transplanted Loquat tree. Due to the day’s light winds, I used PVC pipe as a stake and some grass as twine to give the little plant some support. 
Belgian Blue #227 staring at the south fence of the beef pasture. I wonder if she was peering at a calf hidden in the treeline or contemplating unleashing her own. Perhaps both. 
Sunset of 11/8/2020; I briefly stepped out of the freezer room where I was cleaning/rearranging to take a picture of sky’s vivid hues. 
Dinner: A slow-roasted chuck steak along with baked potatoes, caramelized onions, and fresh spinach.
11/9/2020:
11/9/2020:
Dawn of 11/9/2020: We found two Belgian Blue mothers with new offspring. This is #227, and her calf is a Wagyner Blue. 
This Blue (still a Blue despite being black) is a daughter of the oldest cow on the farm. Her calf is an embryo transfer Wagyu calf. 
Lunch today: Sushi of the utmost quality along with warm soup and a fresh salad. 
Blue #227 and her new calf enduring the rigors of rain aplenty. There is a tropical storm passing by over the next few days; it is going to be… interesting. 
Today, I fastened down 4 more support boards (2x4s), and on Madre’s arrival we lowered/budged a couple of the tongue-and-groove plywood sheets into position. 
The Arugula continues to grow.
11/10/2020:
Dawn of 11/10/2020: Many cow-birds can be seen to intermingle with the bovines. 
A verdurous region of growth from which I harvested arugula for the first time this season. 
Under the guise of ‘thinning’ I picked enough arugula to more than fill this colander. Really though, my intention is to thin the row to 1 plant every 3-4 inches. 
Jacobhouse as seen just before one of the rain bands of the nearby tropical storm passed overhead. 
Lunch today: A Master Blend burger-steak nestled in a bed of garden-fresh arugula and accompanied by a piece of Padre-made bread. 
Bovines grazing just before dusk. The shadows seemed especially clear to me, and it was the reason I took this picture. 
Dusk of 11/10/2020 – a splendid sunset. 
Dinner: In my hunger, I was a tad overzealous in the making of this pizza’s dough. It rose to a point where the pizza toppings almost fell out of the pan! Still, it turned out quite nicely, and to finish off the garlic/mozzarella pizza, I topped it with fresh prosciutto and arugula.
11/11/2020:
Dawn of 11/11/2020: There was much rain in the night, and the morning was quite warm and humid. These bovines sought respite in form of a freshly filled puddle. 
Something does not belong in this image. (Apparently, lizards do not care for excessive moisture, because Madre showed me her tool storage shed and how there were over 10 of the creatures housed within.) 
The spoils of more arugula ‘thinning’. 
I took a picture of this calf because of its unique dog-like stance. It looked ready to flee. 
As Padre and Wag tended to a bovine medical emergency, I ventured to the pastures where I commenced to check for ailing and active creatures. Shortly after my doing so, a deluge arrived. 
It was still raining quite heavily when I took this picture, hence the blurriness. 
By the time I reached the west end of the pasture, the storm band had moved on. That is how I was able to procure an image of this intimidating sunset. It should be noted that after taking this picture, I ended up helping Padre and Wag fix a broken waterline in the dark.
11/12/2020
Dawn of 11/12/2020: Quite windy and slightly rainy on account of an almost-passed tropical cyclone. 
The result of almost 3 inches of rain over the past few days in a high-traffic cattle area. 
A plenitude of avians circling and flying overhead. The majority of birds in the foreground are carrion eaters (vultures and bald eagles), but the most distant group are ibis flying home for the evening. 
Where some parts of the paddock have experienced muddiness, the top of the hill was washed clean. 
A form of Lepiota mushroom that sprouted, grew, and opened over the course of less than 20 hours. 
A sizeable cap overshadowing a translucent stipe during the approaching dusk of 11/12/2020. 
Dinner: Rice noodles in a teriyaki dressing (with fresh garlic and ginger) and accompanied by sauteed summer squash / zucchini, baked egg squares, and fresh green onion from the garden. 
An addition to dinner: Padre pizza topped with Angus cubed steak and arugula fresh from the garden.
11/13/2020
Dawn of 11/13/2020: For much of the day, the sky was shrouded in this pervasive grey hue. 
This is to be sour pizza crust dough, and it is a byproduct of Doug-feeding. 
It was about mid-afternoon when the sun appeared, and it did so quite vibrantly. 
I was slightly wary of cooking with sugar again (it was the first time in over 1.5 months), but on tasting the pre-ice-cream mixture, I knew it was a good idea. Today’s flavor is blueberry. 
The result of today’s ice cream experiment. It was the best ice cream I’ve had… since last time I made ice cream.
11/14/2020:
Dawn of 11/14/2020: The fog returns. 
A bald eagle perched atop the dead pine at the head of the beef pasture’s primary hill. 
One of these bovines have been playing in hole. 
From this vantage, it almost appeared as if the farm was a much vaster place. 
Lunch today: A Master Blend Blue-Limousin chuck steak atop a bed of spinach and spring mix. It was quite enjoyable. 
A pale imitation of a monarch butterfly, but a pretty creature nonetheless. 
Sunset of 11/14/2020. The beams that are present in this picture stretched all the way from the west horizon to the east. 
A Belgian Blue hybrid alongside her Wagyner Blue calf. Belgian Blues have an affinity for digging and playing in holes (likely stemming from their cold-climate heritage). 
Dinner: A truly delectable 3-cheese (cheddar, gruyere, & fresh mozzarella), prosciutto, and green onion pizza on a sourdough crust.
Final Note: I am quite pleased that this week’s storm passed without causing much damage. Though, I must mention that I did close the postern doors to Jacobhouse on the night of its passing. What with the plenitude of precipitation and heavy winds, it made for a very cozy evening.
So much here, it amazes me how much can happen in a week… Very much enjoyed the opportunity to reflect