Tag: The kitchen’s garden

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…

NERVE

Yesterday cleared into a beautiful calm sunny day. And we got everything done from that days list. The asparagus is all mulched, the duck house has two new windows covered in strong screen, I collected all the feeds and we stowed them in the…

BACK TO BUSINESS

We need some kind of update I think after that break in transmission due the breakdown in communication with Molly the sow which sent me into a bit of a spin. So here goes.

OH THE MUD

Still no sign of babies from Molly. Nine eggs from the ducks. Over twenty four eggs daily from the chickens. The weather is, at last, warming up a little. And oh the mud.

APRIL FIRST

At last!! Time moves slowly in an Illinois March and this March was extra slow.

DUCK CAKE

Still no sign of another mink. But nature abhors a vacuum ( which is why I won’t let anyone bother my good band of coyotes). I have never had any trouble with the pack of coyotes whose territory includes my farm. If they were…

THIRTY DAYS

There are a whole lot of time scales mooted that tell us how long it will take you to establish a habit. To retrain the brain. To exchange a bad habit for a good one. Or introduce a new useful system into your daily…

WORKING FAST NOW

I am clearing the winter bedding out of the barn reminding myself that putting huge round bales of corn stalks into the pens as bedding was all very well until it is time to haul if all back out, thawed and smelly, a forkful…

THAT WAS YESTERDAY

Hats and sunglasses against a cool sun.

ESCAPE ARTISTS

While I was away in New Zealand several small groups of chickens decided not to go to bed in the chook house each night, choosing instead to set up shop in various other buildings on the farm. My garage for instance. So for the…