Tag: chickens
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THREE DAYS WITHOUT RAIN
And all the tractors are out in the fields planting as fast as they can. Literally twenty-four hours a day – I hear their motors all night long Their headlights criss crossing back and forth like fat noisy determined fireflies.
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FURRY NOSE
While I am milking Tane sticks his furry nose under the door and talks to me. Like an animated head suspended from a string. Milk. Milk. Milk. He chants.
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CHEWING YOUR CUD
Night chores are really late evening chores but night chores is easier to say. And during last evenings night chores I separated Tia and Del. Tia goes into a big pen of her own in case she calves in the night. ( Wouldn’t that be nice – as easily said as done). Del has the…
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BLOWING LIKE THE DICKENS
An Easterly wind blew hard all night long. This meant I closed the chickens big door and also Molly’s big Easterly facing door. Temperature and wind are my greatest allies and enemies. Sometimes all at the same time. But wind is the worst. Little animals can take some pretty awful temperatures but it is the…
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The Australorps are in the big brooder with random branches, learning to roost. They are still very sweet birds. The electric fences are up so Tia and Aunty can go to graze in the Dairy Mistress field. Though the paused for a long time in Daisy’s paddock hoping could stay. But there there is no…
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