In between the weeding and feeding and lifting and pulling.
And cooing and catching and patting.
And watering and weeding and pruning and picking and shucking and bagging.
I read a trashy novel.
The whole thing. It is true I am a fast reader. I am not going to tell you the name of the book as it really was a TRASHY novel. Well written though! Sometimes it is nice to have a thoughtless, light, unapologeticly trashy read.
Good morning.
Have a lovely day. It is Sunday here. Daisy is calling, she wants her corn stalks. Oh I almost forgot. Between pages yesterday I ordered 50 little Red Ranger broiler chicks. (Red rangers grow well but are still able to walk and talk their whole lives. Unlike some broiler chickens who have leg problems due to their weight. I don’t want that kind of carry on!) Hopefully they will arrive at the beginning of next month.
There are a few families going in together on this venture. The chickens take three months to grow and at this time of year I can take full advantage of everyone’s autumn abundance in the gardens and orchards to feed them. One of the Dads is going to make a chicken tractor for me so I can pull them across Pats paddock with the mower. Pat’s Paddock is to be resown this autumn so the chicks will do the clearing and fertilising. There is a very good little abattoir down in Amish country who will dress them for us. So they will be cleanly processed and bagged.
How about that for a plan.
Have a lovely day.
your friend, celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
73 responses to “Trashy novels and the Big Fat Chickens Plan”
Celi, you teach me something new almost every day! Years ago I seemed to get to a stage telling myself that life was too short for bad food, lousy films or trashy books: I was going to use every moment of mine for something worthwhile!! Yet at the moment when rather too many matters in local life seem to have gone bellyup here, perhaps that is just what I need also: a Geoffrey Archer short story volume or Kathy Reichs at her whodunnit best would fit the bill 😀 ! Oh, love the idea of the brood to come!!
There you go! You have my full permission (not that you need it) to grab a glass of wine and tuck up with something completely feather headed to read and just relax.. Ah.. lovely..
🙂 ! A day of work ahead before that is allowed!!!!
That chicken will taste so good! I don’t eat red meat any more but I do enjoy organic chicken and fresh fish.
So good you are farming chooks – we are now eating only organic chicken after a couple of bad reactions similair to MSG, which is just ridiculous… chicken with pre-additives 😦
A trashy novel from time to time is a delight, and an escape from the real world. I was reading and hiding the cover of Diana Gabaldon’s Cross Stitch (called The Highlander in the US) because it is a bit trashy and racy! when a woman said very loudly looking “oh, I LOVED that book”, and looked at me knowingly 🙂
Ooh, I wish I could have thought of Diana Gabaldon to cite this morning: never thought of her, and, YES, I have!!!!! All four of ‘something’ of a series and I had a blast!!!!
I’ll definitely be reading the series – as one of my friends said “aaahhh Jamie…” 🙂
Oh yeah 🙂 !
I think everyone is entitled to the occasional trashy novel or two. I have a funny story for you, Celi: I got invited to my first “bloggers’ event” at a local museum, which really pleased me as that is not my local identity at all. When I came back, my 13-year-old stepson said: “was the woman with all the little pigs there?”, an admission that he was reading my blog AND comments and links!
Oh that is so COOL. Bless his heart! How I wish I had been there … you could have brought me home for a cup of tea on your stoop. I particularly like the steps up into your house. I remember seeeing them years ago when you brought in your newly covered couch. Do say hullo to your stepson from me.. that is such a funny story and in fact a heartwarming story for me.. I hope he grows up wanting to grow his own food too. Maybe he can pop some tomatoes in between the flowers in the gardens across the road. Imagine how much he must be secretly learning reading your blog. All that juicy history. Have a lovely day. c
We have quite a few “Leaving” libraries locally – they’re always in old disused (decommissioned?) red telephone boxes, and usually have a sign in the door calling them the Book Exchange. I love them! Just love the idea of leaving books for others to enjoy. 🙂
Obviously “50 Shades of Hay.”
Funny!! c
I am drooling here at the thought of the juicy roast chicken in a couple of months time. Wish I could book in for lunch and have those pumpkin fritters on the side!