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By CAROLE SOULE

What happens when you put a harness on a Belted Galloway steer and drive him like a horse? Bliss. Pure bliss.Jerome and his brother Saturn are my Belted Galloway steers. With some coaxing and encouragement, each, in turn, figured out what I wanted and...

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What’s more fun than riding in a carriage pulled by a horse? How about a cart pulled by a Scottish Highland steer? Most people think horses are the only draft animals, but maybe they should think about it again. Something as insignificant as a...

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Two-month-old Scottish Highland steer Owen struggled against the lead rope. He pulled back, then leaped forward and followed with a flop. As he lay on the ground, his left eye peered balefully at me from between his shaggy bangs as if to say, “I don’t...

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After 22 years raising cattle, you’d think I’d be unaffected by June, the friendly cow who walks over looking for scratches, or Tazzy, the grumpy mini-pig, grunting for dinner. But despite the years, the critters still pull on my heartstrings. I melt...

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Yes, we’re selling our farm, Miles Smith Farm. In 1972, I married my first husband, who lived on this magical spot atop a hill. My second husband, Bruce Dawson, helped me transform the 1850s farmhouse, barn, and 27 acres into a working cattle farm...

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With retirement approaching, husband Bruce and I decided to scout a strange new land. We’d love to visit New Zealand, but Nova Scotia is closer, so we went there.We loaded up our dogs, Flora and Joy, and embarked on our adventure. Because the dogs...

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Cattle, unlike dogs, horses, and donkeys, have their own unique language. They are not people, and as much as we might wish otherwise, they communicate in their distinct ways. To truly connect with them, you need to learn their intriguing lingo.Have...

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Like many girls, I wanted a pony when I was growing up. That was long ago – in the ‘50s when the Sears catalog was the Internet marketplace of the day. When the 400-page catalog arrived, I would search for the page advertising a $200 pinto pony that,...

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Each of the 27 bovines on Miles Smith Farm has a job. Cows give birth; bulls are dads; and steers (castrated bulls) are meat (usually). I had been a vegetarian until I realized that what I hated was the cruelty of feed lots and the abuse of cattle.My...

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‘Look at that bull! He’s going to come over here and stab you with his horns!” The boy, about eight years old, was sharing his knowledge of horned cattle with his younger brother at the Deerfield Fair. It was early morning, and I was acclimating one...

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We have coyotes. We hear them at night, howling to advertise their presence to other packs, claiming their territory – the woods on Miles Smith Farm. I picture them, black eyes shimmering in the moonlight as they yowl and yip in a wave of sound....

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Yes, I’m a cow flipper, not to be confused with a cow tipper. If you’ve watched Chip and Joanna Gaines on TV or read “The Magnolia Story,” you know what a house flipper is. Well, that’s what I do, except with cows. Chip and Joanna work to improve...

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Pregnant Maybelle stood at the 500-pound hay bale, swinging her wide Highland horns at any 15 weaning calves who got too close to her feast. When we set out the calves’ grain, she hung back, but when we opened the gate, Maybelle moved in to clean up...

By CAROLE SOULE

After 20 years raising cattle, you’d think I’d be unaffected by June, the cow who walks over looking for scratches, or Tazzy, the mini-pig grunting for dinner. But despite the years, the critters still pull on my heartstrings. I melt when Venus, one...

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Want to buy a steer? It could live in your backyard and eat the grass – your very own lawn mooer. In winter, you’d buy hay for your steer and ensure it has non-frozen water. Your steer would supply manure for you and your neighbors – as fast as you...

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New Hampshire has finally gotten a garden-ending killing frost. Until recently, backyard gardens were bursting with squash, cukes, tomatoes (green and red), and more. Garden produce exploded from the ground with the extraordinary amounts of rain we...

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I never thought I’d yearn to spend time on an island until I discovered Martha’s Vineyard.It’s not the sandy beaches, sailing, or fishing that captivate me; it’s the farms where “local” is defined by 60,000 acres surrounded by the ocean. Here, farmers...

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There is a new breed of cow here on Miles Smith Farm. This year, I imported twelve Belted Galloways from faraway Pittsfield. They are called “Belties” for short. With a white band around their bellies, they are also called “Oreo Cookie cows.” The...

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The kids hooted as they pulled on lead ropes and dashed around the barnyard, each with a calf in tow. They didn’t need any encouragement to run in this competition; what child doesn’t want to race about with a calf? The calves were just as eager. It’s...

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A few weeks ago, we had a contractor build a wall of enormous concrete blocks to contain our cattle in the barnyard and create storage space for the sand we use for their “bedding.” Unlike our fences, which always seem to be falling down, this wall is...

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A business of any size needs good middle managers, and here at Miles Smith Farm, we have a donkey who has promoted herself to "Learning Barn supervisor." She leads a crew of adopted critters who act as farm ambassadors. Because of their small size and...