I know that spring has arrived with I hear the chirp of a new chick. There is the wild fanfare of morning birds and the grass is greening up, buds popping on the trees. But a wee chick is a great big exclamation mark… Continue Reading “Do You See What I see? The First Spring Chick!”
In Maōri wai means water. Wai Wai is a rescue pig and a burns survivor and skin needs a lot of water which is why I called him Wai. When we first rescued him he was dying from his burns, he could not walk… Continue Reading “Good morning WaiWai – Rescue Pig”
No. Not sexier farming. Lordy – get your mind out of the gutter! Sexist farming. The hens and the roosters have been separated! All the boys have been left outside. And all the girls are in the hen house. I do not want those… Continue Reading “Sexist Farming”
And there is a sunrise this morning! Can you see the subtle changes in the maple.? Today I am working on bringing in Nelson the Rescue Rabbit. We have decided he can live in East Wing junk room (with the door shut against Boo)… Continue Reading “24 seconds out my front door”
The sun did come out yesterday. Towards the end of a very long chilly day. I am hoping we get even more today. After days of sunless cold the whole animal kingdom me included are longing for sun.
There was a time I really did not like these ducks. But they have grown on me. Yesterday one got caught in some nylon.
A Winter Storm Watch in the first days of a midwest Spring. The old people keep telling me anything can happen in March and it happens they are right!
Shovelling winter bedding into the wind is hard on the eyes – and the lens.
I had a chicken catcher visit yesterday. A young man who spent a couple of hours sneaking up on the runaway chickens catching them and returning them to the chicken coop. So to date there is only one (or maybe two) still wandering about… Continue Reading “CROOKED BOTTOM”
Right this minute – it is 5.23am -it is 53F/11C, really warm. And wet, sopping all over, really wet, wet air and wet ground and wet all around. I can hear water dripping off the eaves into the gardens and the water barrel.