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Trapped on the couch

Ruby’s head is on my leg and I daren’t move her because I am afraid to disturb her wounds. She tangled with either a raccoon or some sort of farm equipment at 3 o’clock this morning. We had all gotten up to check on some noises we all heard, and found three of our five [...]

Eggs, with character, for Trent. (Day 13)

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Eggs, with character, for Trent. (Day 13), originally uploaded by laurenipsum.

I brought a dozen eggs to sell to Trent today. They were a particularly character-ful dozen eggs, but I didn’t think of taking a [...]

When I look at these duck statues, I can HEAR our ducks making their obnoxious loud quacking. (Day 11)

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When I look at these duck statues, I can HEAR our ducks making their obnoxious loud quacking. (Day 11), originally uploaded by laurenipsum.

G. and I saw these statues today as we were leaving the [...]

Watch out for Big Red (Day 10)

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Watch out for Big Red (Day 10), originally uploaded by laurenipsum.

What you see here is a chicken face, her beak in the front, comb in the middle, orange pissed-off eye towards the right of [...]

Updates!

Updates to the farm blog about last weekend’s weather, chickens, ducks, seedlings, etc. Click on over there to read; too long to reproduce here.

Updates to this blog, just so stupid shoe angst isn’t at the top of the page anymore.

I work from home on Thursdays, which I probably don’t deserve but for which I negotiated [...]

Red clothes + green shoes = anguish.

Last night we had eventual-local-celebrity friends C. & T. over for dinner. They are vegetarian, and she is pregnant, so I appreciated the challenge of making something that did not include wine, sausage, bacon, bacon fat, or the frozen cubes of condensed beef/turkey/chicken stock that we make when we get bored and want to clean [...]

Unexpected livestock

Cross-posted from our temporary farm blog.
(Not everything will be cross-posted; farm blog RSS is here. Eventually will move to a real domain, but we’ll let you know.)
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Just yesterday, we were telling Garth’s mom what a relief it was that the chickens are old enough to require less work now. We have elevated their foods and [...]

Farm chores are fun!

Today is the first day in a long time that I have been able to wake up, look around, and decide what I feel like doing. I have plenty of projects and chores and things that need to be done, of course, but I don’t have somewhere to be, and I don’t have a homework [...]

We will arise from the bunkers

Today the chickens graduated from their 17-gallon galvanized washtub into the bottom half of a large dog crate. Now they have much more room in which to stand around all huddled together. They have been very busy growing new body parts, including combs on their heads, and shoulder feathers, and wing feathers, and, well, wings. [...]

Baby chicks are on the way!

Chickens came home on Friday morning, probably about a day old. Today, Sunday, they are probably about four days old, and they are fascinating to watch. Today their posture has changed — they are standing up straighter instead of huddling like little fluffballs; I can see that they have necks, now. This morning they were [...]