farm maintenance
How to teach a new chick old tricks
Chickens do not come with instruction manuals. Nor do they come pre-programmed to know what to do or not do. Although they should. There is a theory that sense has been bred out of many animals, including chickens. Most chicks nowadays are shipped in shell or just hatched in a box and grow up with … Continue reading
Peep
Meet the newest members of our brood. Finally, new chickens! 36 35 34 (eeks, one didn’t get out of the way of the waterer in time and one was pecked to death. I’ll spare you the gory details) of varying breeds: mostly Americanas mixed with Rhode Island Reds and Goldens. … Continue reading
Neither rain, nor wind…um, scratch that
So, it’s been a while since my last post. Reasons: I’ve been technologically repressed (my laptop was kaput, but no more) and environmentally depressed (rain, wind, more rain, more wind, tornado, rain, wind, cold snap, rain, wind, wind).
So spring sprung…hooray! Through February and March, John and I had been maniacally planting seedlings … Continue reading
Hoe there girl
After my hectic morning yesterday, I decided to spend the afternoon in the relative safety of the pasture garden-to-be. Our neighbor came over the other day and harrowed the area for us to help get the clumps of grass and weeds somewhat under control so there is room for the plants we prefer to … Continue reading
Friday the 13th Part 2
Thankfully, no Jason or whoever involved.
I don’t consider myself a superstitious person, yet apparently, I am. I don’t walk under ladders. I prefer black cats don’t cross my path. I always throw a pinch of salt over my shoulder when spilled. And though Friday the 13 really isn’t that big a … Continue reading