New Additions: Summer 2016
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
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
Of all the things I talked about working on over my “break” a couple of weeks ago, the vegetable garden was noticeably absent. Or, as I’ve
A few weeks ago I mentioned that things were about to get real exciting on the farm… One of those exciting things was that I
I know we’re at the tail end of January already, but I’m still just kind of easing myself in to the new year. I’ve got
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
Fall is by far my favorite season, but it also means a lot of my favorite things are ending for the year–no more fresh veggies
There’s nothing like a short “vacation” from my day-job to remind me just how many bruises, scrapes, scratches, splinters, and puncture wounds that a person
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
Here’s a thing you might not know about farm animals… they love to help. Seriously. Well, technically they love treats, but when you’re a chicken
Most of the time I like to hole up on the farm like a hermit in all of the hours that I’m not at my
I suspect it comes as no surprise to anyone when I say that I’m a little Jekyll-and-Hyde-ish. (Often leaning heavily towards Hyde.) Let me just
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’m on “vacation” from my day-job this week, which, naturally, means I have a list of projects to tackle on the farm that even my
Through all of the snow, and plowing, and shoveling, and the general freezing-off of our collective ass this Winter, everyone on the farm dreamed of
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
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