They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
Nothing goes better with late winter weather than soup and fresh bread. Especially when you have been Rosary ruck marching. Like a man. Saturday was a divide and conquer day. After First Saturday Mass, Mommy and the older girls went shopping for one set of necessities (mostly fabric), while Daddy and the little two went… Continue reading Saturdays and Soups
Last Monday we culled the roosters and drakes. This really should have been done at the start of Autumn, but, hey, we get to it when we can. Roosters and drakes eat feed, but they do not lay eggs. Therefore they are an economic drain instead of a resource. We really only need two roosters… Continue reading Culling the Flock
Sometimes you have to choose between farm work and training. Or do you? This week I have been doing "wheelbarrow PT" in the mornings. We are running out of time to plant our winter garden this year. Some of the crops with longer days to maturity (DTM) need to be well established and growing by… Continue reading Wheelbarrow PT
Tuesday was the easiest day of putting up gutters I have ever experienced. This was true for three reasons: The weather was gorgeous, warm but not hot, with no wind. This side of the roof is low enough I can reach it from the ground. This makes moving back and forth much faster, since I… Continue reading Finishing the Gutters
Goose, duck, chicken.
25 degrees out this morning. Time to bust out these bad boys. The hens haven’t figured out where the liquid water is yet, but they will eventually. They’re dumb, but they’re not stupid.
We have learned a few important lessons these past few weeks. One is that Christmas time is really busy for everyone, so very little gets done on the farm. The other is that the project of installing gutters on the chicken houses is long overdue. We recently picked up a trio of sapphire gem hens… Continue reading Gutters
Miss Winnie is now two years old. As a newly minted two-year-old she feels that she should be directly involved in all the major tasks on the farm. Whatever Mommy or Daddy are doing, Winnie wants to help with it. She won't hear any of this nonsense about, "No, you're too little." What do you… Continue reading Me-Me do!
That should totally be a thing, by the way. I think it would be awesome. I got home from working out this morning to find a small man awake and ready to start the day. Actually, he was snuggling in my spot in Mommy and Daddy's bed, but as soon as he heard that I… Continue reading Man Work Monday
Thursday, the Feast of the Assumption, was a very busy day. We slaughtered two ganders, two roosters (for stew meat), five older hens (also for stew meat) and 27 Cornish cross meat birds. The work started the night before with setting up the kill station. We learned from last year it is good to have… Continue reading Chicken Dinner
Little Farm in the Big City 