Small packages.
Posted on | March 29, 2011 | 1 Comment
The other day the owner of the feed mill gave Pretty an egg from one of his bantam hens.
Isn’t it cute?
I mean, how adorable!
I need some bantam hens! Why don’t I have bantam hens to produce these sweet little eggs?!
Oh.
I have a feeling they don’t sell very well.
Although Little suggested they were the perfect size for using in his slingshot. Which is probably a good enough reason to never ever own bantam hens.
Spring showers.
Posted on | March 28, 2011 | 1 Comment
The spring garden hasn’t been planted yet. Even though the spring solstice has come and gone.
The chicken wire hasn’t been pulled up from the backside of the pond yet. Even though the sunshine and spring rain has brought a flush of new growth in the brambles and sawgrass on the dam.
The post holes for the buck pen haven’t been placed yet. Even though the 80 degree days mean mosquitos, gnats, ticks, and bees are out in full force. Which makes anyone digging holes in the leaf debris a living, breathing advertisement for Calamine lotion. Read more
To be continued…..
Posted on | February 1, 2011 | 6 Comments
You’ve heard the news. Owning animals is proven to extend your life. Researchers speculate about oxytocin and cortisol interactions, companionship, and responsibility. Which just means they’re missing the big picture. Obviously, people live longer because they are determined to live to see the day that the dog doesn’t manage to get into the trash can overnight. Or to never wake up to cat poop next to the litter box instead of in it. And you have to live a long time to get that point. After all, any self-respecting dog or cat will not use up all their trash-eating, next-to-the-box pooping behavior in a month or two. No, siree. Read more
Who needs Six Flags?
Posted on | January 23, 2011 | 15 Comments
Apparently people pay a lot of money for ups and downs. I mean, a lot of money. Like $25 a ticket to ride the roller coaster again and again. And again.
I can imagine what that roller coaster feels like. I can almost hear the click-clack-clicking of the coaster inching up the track when one of my goats doesn’t eat her breakfast. In agriculture we call this “going off feed.” Which loosely translates into “Uh-oh.” Read more
When Bad Chores Happen To Good Farmers.
Posted on | January 16, 2011 | 4 Comments
Not every day around here involves newborn goat kids or picking the first sweet snap peas off the trellis. Sometimes we are following a trail of blood drops into the barn to discover a goat with her eyelid split open. Or applying butt salve to the rear end of the guardian dog after he broke into the chicken coop, ate 20 half-developed eggs from under a broody hen, and developed a fur-searing case of the trots. Or spreading 30 wheelbarrow loads of manure in the corn rows. Don’t forget about leaving bloody patches of skin and clumps of hair behind in the perilously thorny Read more
The Farm Abhors a Vacuum (But the Ducks Love a Mud Puddle).
Posted on | January 16, 2011 | 2 Comments
Ah, don’t you love a day off. I didn’t have anything planned for today except for 2 cups of coffee and a morning news show. Yes, I had to make some cheese. And finish emptying the boys’ bedroom in preparation for work on the house addition. At some point, the broken microwave had to be returned. Plus, the hinge fixed on the door to the snack cabinet (clearly an overuse injury). All in all, a slow day. But, joy of joys, a thaw in winter temperatures meant the barn chores would be a snap. Water pipes should be thawed and automatic waterers restored to their blessed job of quenching the thirst of the critters and sparing me the tedious and shoulder wrenching job of carrying buckets. Never mind, sparing me the whining from Big who had the job of filling said buckets in the kitchen sink and delivering them to the deck door. What a sweet, sweet Sunday. Read more
The Secret.
Posted on | January 14, 2011 | 6 Comments
The milk fridge is full. And the girls keep right on givin’. Which is because, unlike a lot of farms, we have some goats who kid in the spring and some that kid in the fall. So we have sweet, fresh milk even through the dark winter months when a lot of herds are dried off. We can make cheese. We can make ice cream. We can make several batches of horrible, foul tasting yogurt and still keep experimenting with it. But even if I don’t know the secret to making good yogurt, I do know the secrets for keeping goats in sweet, delicious milk. Read more
BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!
Posted on | December 26, 2010 | 3 Comments
As it turns out, Bruno is NOT actually white.
Internet Safety
Posted on | December 7, 2010 | 5 Comments
Apparently there are signs that your kids are spending too much time on the computer. There are ways to know if they are too involved in social networking sites. Methods of stopping them from sexting. Means of protecting them from cyberbullying. I don’t know about any of those things.
I do know that there are signs that your kids have limited screen time. Very limited screen time. So limited that they have to do this: Read more
Happy Thanksgiving.
Posted on | November 8, 2010 | 5 Comments
Some joys on the farm never grow old. Read more
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