Astrid

It’s Wordless Wednesday…
That’s good.
I’m tired and don’t have much for words today.
So enjoy a picture of our beauty, Astrid.
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It’s also dawned on me that we’re 20 days into May and I’ve taken exactly zero pictures this month.
*sigh*
Gonna have to rectify that as soon as I possibly can.
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Monday Morning Round Up ~ May 11th, 2020

Things have been fairly busy on the Farm.

We moved the 43 first hatchers from the brooder to their transitional home in the poultry yard.
They are almost ready to move into the bigger meat chicken house.
That will happen this coming weekend.

We hatched out another 40 some odd chicks…lost a few due to my forgetting to plug the 2nd heat lamp back in.
100% fail on my part.
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I haven’t made that mistake again.

We brought home 10 turkey poults on the 28th…

Hello turkey!

Almost a week old here, and nearly a full pound in weight already!

With the turkeys we brought home 50 cornish x meat chickens.
We timed the hatching perfectly, so that the meaties and the turkeys are in the brooder with the hatchers.
We find that meaties learn how to “chicken” from the egg layers so that we don’t have eating/pooping machines. πŸ˜‰
It gives everyone a better life that way.
And the turkeys…
Yeesh.
So much attitude, so ugly they’re cute, and doing very well.
Fingers crossed they continue to grow well.
They’re broad breasted whites, so they’re like the meat chickens of the turkey world.
Bred to grow big, fast.
I’m hoping the do just that.
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And on May 1st, we refilled the incubators with 64 chicken eggs and 3 duck eggs.
After this hatch, we have 3 more we can squeeze in before our hatching season ends for the year.

Hubby went a did a welding job for a friend.
I tagged along to take pictures.
As usual.

Not so easy to take daytime welding pictures.
I’ve asked him to do some night time ones with scraps so that I can capture the full lightshow.
Looking forward to that.

In other Hubby news, he went back to work today.
His work is set to reopen fully on June 1st.
His dept. is part of the crew getting ready for the regular line workers to be able to do their jobs.
So, they started 3 weeks ahead of everyone else.

I am torn on it.
I wanted him to go back to work, because money. lol
We have a lot of mouths to feed here, several very large ones…running on short income gets hard to do.
But I also enjoyed having him home, working here.
And of course, he gets the call just as things are drying up enough here to be able to work on building projects that need doing.
*sigh*
No surprise.
At the same time, I do also have a bit of anxiety about all this.
It’s hard not to.
6 weeks of doom and gloom and terror tactics used by govt and media to instill fear over SchrΓΆdinger’s Virus will do that to the most sound of mind people…let alone those of us who live with anxiety in the first place.
Hubby has been the one doing the bulk of the supply runs and being in contact with the world at large anyways, so how much I actually need to worry?
I don’t know.
But I am tired.
Tired of being told to stay home to protect others, being told that if I go out I could kill people because no one really knows if they have it or not (hence SchrΓΆdinger’s Virus) and I am tired of the hearty helping of fear created by those who have our “best interests” in mind.
When people are afraid to leave their homes because of what the govt and media are saying, that is straight up using terror tactics to control the public.
No matter how you feel about this virus, that is bullshit.
And I am tired of it.

In garden news, my tomatoes are huge.
Ready to plant.
So are my peppers.
I’ve collected all the seeds I want for this year…
Still need a few more plants though.
The greenhouse in town was open last week, so I made a trip through there.
Bought some extra tomatoes and peppers (because I can never grow enough of either πŸ˜‰ ) and some pansies.
I’ll go back as we get things into the garden and get more of each, plus look for some johnny jump ups (violas) just because they’re edible and they draw pollinators.

I’m still planning the expansion for next spring.
Found a source for the berry shrubs/trees I want to add out there.
Now I’m looking for a large piece of black plastic to create the large permabed area come the fall.
We have a few dairies around us that use silage plastic, so we’ll see if we can take away some from them once they’ve used the bales.

And then before the end of April, I took a few early morning pictures of the horses…because I can.

Ruby shaking off the after effects of a nap.

Sable having a lovely nap in the straw pile.
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Ruby

I took this just after sunrise this morning.
I stepped out to feed the cats, and saw her lying in the straw pile.
I grabbed my camera and headed out…

I was able to get a few good shots of her lying, before she decided she had to see if I had cookies.
Because cookies trump naps every day of the week.
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She made her usual faces after getting up, while I laughed.
And then she ambled over and I captured this…

Ruby

She really is a beauty.
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Ponies

Last week…or was it the week before…I don’t know.
Days run together when there’s no schedule other than the chores.
Either way…

Hubby was asked for an estimate on a welding job.
The job just happened to be over at the local horse Rescue for one of the directors.
So when he went to see the job, I went with my camera.

Before anyone says anything…
We’re not under lockdown orders.
We are “allowed” to leave our homes and do things.
We’re all adults and fully capable of physical distancing.
And I’m very good at hiding behind my camera in regular times, never mind when we’re supposed to be extra careful about being to close to other people.

That said, as Hubby discussed the job, I got the go ahead to wander with my camera…truth be told I didn’t even ask.
I just kinda waved and wandered…but we know these folks well, they’re friends, and they trust me to do what I do and not be an asshole. πŸ˜‰

I stopped at one pen to scratch and talk to a few of the horses there…including this lovely mare:

Maggie May

Guys, I’m telling you…this girl is so gorgeous, and has so much potential to be an amazing partner when her person finds her…when she let’s herself find her person…if we were not in the middle of a financial shitstorm, coming off 2 years of drought, poor hay crops and rising hay prices, I’d be putting her in my pasture. ❀

Oh my heart…that face!
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Anyways, I was talk to a couple geldings, watching the lovely Maggie May consider coming to see if I had treats (she did, with some quiet coaxing, come over to check my palm for a nummy…I felt awful at the look on her face when I didn’t have one for her! 😭😭😭) and I happen to look over to the pony pen and see this…

Uh, whatcha doing there, little missy?

That little white pony is Crumpet.
And lemme tell ya about attitude!
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HoooBoy!
Wait, let me show you…

I asked her what she was doing…the look she’s giving me says it all…

“Go ahead.
Just try to stop me…”

“I do what I want when I want”

Big, big attitude, small body…
And ready and willing to follow up on that attitude too!
She just might be my favorite pony mare yet.
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Ahhh, Monday

Feels like it’s been a while since I last posted…
Ah, because it has. πŸ˜‰

Hubby is still off work.
We still have no idea how long that’s going to go on.

Spring is finally, slowly working it’s way here.
We have another forecast day of chilly and then off into double digits with some spring rain and a whole lot of sunshine coming.
Hooray!
We need both for the pasture to grow.

The 2nd round of chicks are 14 days into incubation.
Fingers crossed (because I’m too lazy to candle the eggs) for a good hatching.
My first 43 are growing amazingly well.
This week, once the temps go up, they’ll move to the duck house in the poultry yard.
They’re fully feathered now, so ready to be off the heat lamps.
That’s a good thing, because with the impending hatch, and the fact that my meat chickens…and turkeys!! I took the plunge and ordered 10 white turkey poults…come next week, the brooder needs to be ready for those chicks.

I ran a smaller batch of eggs in the big incubator this time.
It says it can do 56 eggs, but I found that too many of the eggs ended up on their ends instead of turning properly, so the plan was to drop to 48 eggs, making them fit a bit better.
Well, I only had 40 eggs that were incubator worthy when I was ready to start, so that’s what I did.
Which gives me the potential for 64 chicks this round…
Still a lot of birds!
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Then I’ll clean the incubators and start all over again.
I know it sounds like a lot of hatching, and it will be, but it’s really looking like our animal protein for this coming winter is going to be poultry.

Our latest duck additions are fitting in nicely as well.
The boy has discovered his hormones and is loving having 6 ladies to chase.
The girls are showing signs of wanting to nest (as well as signs that the boy has been working, based on the lack of feathers on the backs of their heads!) so we’re hoping for that warmth to hurry up so we can get them into their own yard/coop.
They’ll be taking up residence in what was the pig yard for the summer.
And dang it, I want duck babies!

The Merry Mares are well.
Anxious for spring and fresh green grass.
Tired of hay.
Tired of snow and chilly rains.
Ready for sunshine and warm naps.

Ruby’s ears say it all…

I’ve transplanted the peppers.
And the tomatoes.
They’re waiting under lights to go in the garden.
I’ve found a few closer to home, not in the city garden centers to shop at this year.
Including one that has a new-to-me bush that will be added to our expanding next spring food forest…
Nannyberries!
Native to the area, like moist/wet soil.
Perfect for one end of the strip of land I want to expand into…
The fruits are edible right off the bush, good for jams/jellies/baking and wine.
They had me at wine and moist soil. πŸ˜‰

And I revived my sourdough starter out of the fridge.
My yeast store had been getting low before *waves hand* all this started…
And then suddenly the world went stupid and everyone and their dog now bakes.
Plus since I typically buy the 2lb brick at Costco, and it’s damn near impossible to get into the place right now for all the lines, I just can’t be bothered with searching yeast out anywhere else.
Sourdough does just fine.
Feed it, make other stuff with the discards, make bread once a week.
*shrug*
Been doing it for years, just got lazy and tucked the starter away a few months ago.
At least I have it now.

So long asΒ  there doesn’t become a run on sugar, so that I can keep my carboys filled with wines, we’ll be doing just fine.
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Canada Geese

The geese have returned.

We’re right in the flight path of thousands of Canada Geese.
Which means they often land on our field in the spring and in the fall.
If it’s snow geese in the spring, we’re happy, because our fall hunting tag is valid for spring hunting of snow geese.
In the fall, we don’t care what lands, Canadas, snows…they’re both good eating.

One side effect of the geese arriving though, is sleep deprived horses.
Unless you’ve lived next to a hoard of honkers, you have no idea how loud they are.
And, at all hours.

This ^^^ is the face of a pissed off at the geese honking 24/7 horse.
She’s actually lying in the straw pile (from February’s bale explosion) trying to nap.
But those geese…they never stop honking.
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Today we’re dealing with a snow storm.
I was a wee bit worried about my chicks, outside in the brooder.
But they have 2 heat lamps, a whole lot of feed and clean water.
They’re bopping around in there just fine.
We did lose 2 of them earlier this week.
It happens sometimes.
1 was really small, the other was normal sized, but it died under the heat lamp.
Either it was crushed in a pileup or it just wasn’t a healthy chick.
So far though, the other 43 are doing amazing!

Next run of the incubators is coming up…hopefully this weekend I’ll hear from the woman with the hatching eggs I wanted.
And then, it’s collect eggs from my birds and go.

I’m looking forward to that.
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We Have Chirping

*Someone* is a real go getter.
Chirping started last night.
On day 19.
Someone is ready to take on the world!
I say “go you, little chick!! we’re gonna need more like you!”

I ordered my garden seeds today.
Almost everything I didn’t have for the garden already.
Still want to get onion sets and a couple trays of johnny jump ups.
But those come later.
At least for today I have filled the need for the seeds we were missing.

I’ve been out taking pictures too.
Like this lovely shot of Astrid…

While she looks like she’s drunk, she’s just having a darn fine nap.
I, however, will be drunk when I nap on the snow drifts.
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So far we’re holding onto our sense of humour.
Not gonna lie though, I’m angry.
I am angry as fuck right now.
I’m angry at how fast and willing society has dropped to it’s knees and accepted restrictions of basic freedoms.
My province is under a state of emergency, which means no gatherings larger than 50 people.
Only so many people allowed into grocery stores.
Only so much of any product is allowed to be purchased.
We’ve fallen far and fast and absolutely bloody willingly.

*Especially* when there are no answers on what comes after the 30 day state of emergency comes to an end.
Chief Health Officer of Canada say this could go on for 18 months…or more.
So yeah.
I’ve joked about burning it all to the ground and starting again, but that was to introduce *LESS* govt, not more.

For now my Hubby’s work is still operating.
But I don’t know for how long.
What I do know is this…somewhere down the line, people are going to get fed up with self isolating and social distancing.
Somewhere along the line, people are going to have to go back to work.
Mortgages will need to be paid.
Utility bills too.
Food will need to be purchased.

And then it’ll start again.

So, all I can say is this…
Take as much control of your food supply as you possibly can.
Now.
Grow your gardens, source your meats, consider (even in the city) raising your own food animals.
Maybe you can’t have goats, or chickens, but you *can* have rabbits and pigeons.
Squab is, after all, considered a delicacy to many.
Grow your own.
And learn to preserve it for winter.

My gut says we’re going to have to have as much control over our food as we possibly can in the coming months.
Hopefully, my gut is proven wrong.