~~Little post I found in the draft section from about 10 months ago, figured it needed posting.~~~
Time seems to fly by some days. Other days it just drones on like a bad movie running on every TV channel. Looking back at some of my posts, I have enthusiasm for life and other times I loose it. At least my last post is not a year old yet.
This past year has had its ups and downs for me. I have loved and lost and loved and never attained. I have moved back to my home state and drudged through all the misery involved in moving. I finally got to get chickens and have a real garden in the ground instead of container gardening.
I fight with depression on a daily basis and get through it one day at a time. I always hope tomorrow will be better. I still battle with my body. After the weightloss surgery, I feel so much better, however the excess skin that will never shrink haunts me every day. I sometimes wish I never had the surgery, because when I was heavy, I wasn't so self conscious of my body. I am still hiding behind baggy T-shirts. I'm not fat, I'm not skinny, I just feel like a blob.
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Fluffy Butt Brigade
~~~" I love having my little flock of chickens. I have dubbed them the "Fluffy Butt Brigade".
I am so excited that my hens have started laying eggs finally. Last week, I found one egg in the box and could not believe my eyes! After all these months of checking each day, and there one was! I was surprised they started laying in a cold month and when the days were short.
I checked the next day when I fed in the morning, but nothing was there. The next day I waited to check in the afternoon, and there were two more. After taking care of these girls for all these months, it was thrilling to finally see eggs. One egg was light brown and the other was dark brown like the one I got the first day. The forth day I had more eggs and one of them was blue. So I have three of my hens laying now.
In the beginning, I thought I had six girls and my roo. Ended up, two of the girls turned out to be boys. I gave one beautiful rooster to a friend of mine and kept the little banny boy in the flock. My roo, Rocky, is not too happy having to share his girls, so I will get my banny roo, Honey, his own little flock of banny girls this spring."~~~
I came back to my blog and found this draft of one of the last things I was going to post. Reading this and the one I had posted New Life on the Homestead, I love reliving the excitement I felt when I got my first flock of chickens. Now, it has become a quirky obsession.
Unfortunately, the flock I was referencing above no longer exists. The only one that is left is Mildred. She is the one that gives me the blue egg. She survived all the hawk attacks, that eventually took each of her friends. But never fear, I have learned and I have expanded the flock. I now have 42 +/- birds. My favorites are the little Seramas and the Bantam Cochin chicken. But I love them all so!
I am so excited that my hens have started laying eggs finally. Last week, I found one egg in the box and could not believe my eyes! After all these months of checking each day, and there one was! I was surprised they started laying in a cold month and when the days were short.
I checked the next day when I fed in the morning, but nothing was there. The next day I waited to check in the afternoon, and there were two more. After taking care of these girls for all these months, it was thrilling to finally see eggs. One egg was light brown and the other was dark brown like the one I got the first day. The forth day I had more eggs and one of them was blue. So I have three of my hens laying now.
In the beginning, I thought I had six girls and my roo. Ended up, two of the girls turned out to be boys. I gave one beautiful rooster to a friend of mine and kept the little banny boy in the flock. My roo, Rocky, is not too happy having to share his girls, so I will get my banny roo, Honey, his own little flock of banny girls this spring."~~~
I came back to my blog and found this draft of one of the last things I was going to post. Reading this and the one I had posted New Life on the Homestead, I love reliving the excitement I felt when I got my first flock of chickens. Now, it has become a quirky obsession.
Unfortunately, the flock I was referencing above no longer exists. The only one that is left is Mildred. She is the one that gives me the blue egg. She survived all the hawk attacks, that eventually took each of her friends. But never fear, I have learned and I have expanded the flock. I now have 42 +/- birds. My favorites are the little Seramas and the Bantam Cochin chicken. But I love them all so!
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
New Life on the Homestead
Well, again it has been a long time since I last posted. Reading my last post brought up alot of memories and tears to my eyes. Glad I had a box of tissues handy. Much has changed in the year and a half since my last post. I am now single and have moved back to my home state of Virginia. I mourn the passing of the love of my life and best friend. Even though we had parted in our relationship, we had become the best of friends afterwards. I miss him greatly.
On a happier note, I am living on a nice little plot of land where I had a wonderful garden this past summer. There is a heavenly grove of trees in the front yard and half of the property is wooded for those nice walks amongst the trees. I wake alot of mornings to deer in the grove and all day squirrels are racing from tree to tree. Here and there are a few bunny rabbits, but they mostly keep to the hedges at the front of the property.
My garden this summer was amazing, even thought I got it started a little late. We moved to this property in June and by then most of the planting should have been done. I had loving kept my little seedlings alive and thriving in the temporary living arrangement I was in until I got here and was able to place them in the ground. Even late, the seedlings took off like crazy. I had more tomatoes than I could eat or give away. I grew patty pan squash this year and the plants were so gigantic, reminded me of the gardens from my childhood. In North Carolina, I could never grow squash because of the humidity. By the time the plants started to take off, powdery mildew set in and they all died. I had handfuls of pickling cucumbers and had so many, I was able to make a few jars of old fashioned pickles and bread 'n butter pickles. This was my first adventure in canning anything on my own. They turned out quite yummy!
And I finally have my little flock of chickens! I have six little hens and a young rooster. The hens will not start laying eggs for a few months yet. Everyone has a name and everyone gets along well. I take them out of their pen twice a day, morning and evening, for some free ranging time. I keep a watchful eye on them because there are hawks in the area. With the trees as cover they are safe most of the time, but a power line runs through the property and if they get in the clearing, the hawks start to circle. My young roo is getting smart and brings the girls to the garden and they hide under the tomato plants that are still there. Still, with the hawks around, I will always have to watch them during free range time. I don't mind, because they are amusing to watch and make me smile. They scratch and back up and see what they have uncovered and their fluffy butts are funny to see running across the yard trying to catch a bug.
On a happier note, I am living on a nice little plot of land where I had a wonderful garden this past summer. There is a heavenly grove of trees in the front yard and half of the property is wooded for those nice walks amongst the trees. I wake alot of mornings to deer in the grove and all day squirrels are racing from tree to tree. Here and there are a few bunny rabbits, but they mostly keep to the hedges at the front of the property.
My garden this summer was amazing, even thought I got it started a little late. We moved to this property in June and by then most of the planting should have been done. I had loving kept my little seedlings alive and thriving in the temporary living arrangement I was in until I got here and was able to place them in the ground. Even late, the seedlings took off like crazy. I had more tomatoes than I could eat or give away. I grew patty pan squash this year and the plants were so gigantic, reminded me of the gardens from my childhood. In North Carolina, I could never grow squash because of the humidity. By the time the plants started to take off, powdery mildew set in and they all died. I had handfuls of pickling cucumbers and had so many, I was able to make a few jars of old fashioned pickles and bread 'n butter pickles. This was my first adventure in canning anything on my own. They turned out quite yummy!
And I finally have my little flock of chickens! I have six little hens and a young rooster. The hens will not start laying eggs for a few months yet. Everyone has a name and everyone gets along well. I take them out of their pen twice a day, morning and evening, for some free ranging time. I keep a watchful eye on them because there are hawks in the area. With the trees as cover they are safe most of the time, but a power line runs through the property and if they get in the clearing, the hawks start to circle. My young roo is getting smart and brings the girls to the garden and they hide under the tomato plants that are still there. Still, with the hawks around, I will always have to watch them during free range time. I don't mind, because they are amusing to watch and make me smile. They scratch and back up and see what they have uncovered and their fluffy butts are funny to see running across the yard trying to catch a bug.
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