Building a Chicken Run: Part Two
Let me just start out by saying this: all the animals on the farm are alive and well. Whew. And, after 3 straight weekends of
Let me just start out by saying this: all the animals on the farm are alive and well. Whew. And, after 3 straight weekends of
It feels like ages ago that my biggest concern around the farm was cutting and installing the kitchen counters. Then the big windstorm hit, which
One of the things on my list for 2017 was adding a few more chickens to my flock. In my head I pictured that happening
It doesn’t feel like I’ve been sharing a lot of good news on the blog recently, so– spoiler alert– my two most recent farm stories
Back in January I had a premonition that I might be new additions of some kind to the farm… Yeah. I even put it on
As a person who spent a fair number of years living in far more tropical climates, and then willingly and happily decided to move back
When I first thought about bringing chickens to the farm… well…there wasn’t much thought, actually. I happened to be at Tractor Supply, and there happened
When things start to get a little fall-like, I start baking. Well, first, obviously, I start panicking. Then I start baking. I actually like baking,
People say that having chickens is a slippery slope. Like you get “just a couple chickens” and then one day you’re going to lose your
I went in to my “vacation” week just barely holding on to all of the details of my life … all of the details– sleep,
I keep telling myself I haven’t turned into a crazy chicken-lady (I haven’t… right?) but lately the Nugs have been top-of-mind, what with the building
It turns out there are a lot of theories on when to move young chickens in to an established flock. Some say you’ll know when
People talk a lot about “crazy cat ladies” and I can only assume that none of those people has ever seen a woman who lives
You guys might have gathered from my recent posts (or lack thereof) that the last couple of months have been particularly challenging. I finally had
Yeah. The thing you felt reading the title of this post? That’s exactly what my Tuesday morning was. Complete with squinch-face and all. Let’s talk
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