I’m ready and rarin’ to go! First of the seed orders went in on Sunday.
I went through my seed stores as well. I saved *a lot* of seeds this year too. Some things will be grown just for the animals…like the tons of pumpkin and squash seeds I saved. Those ducklings sure do love them a pumpkin…and they work great as feed bowls!
And I’m trying something new (to me) this year. Winter sowing. I have a tiny house. And really not enough space to start aaaaalllll the plants I want in the garden. Which is why the push for a greenhouse (plus I can grow extra plants through the summer in there). Then I found the Winter Sowers group on Facebook and decided to check it out. I have an abundance of seeds. I have an abundance of containers (hooray for Loop!! I can re-use the containers we get stuff in!). I have nothing to lose but a bit of dirt (that will go into the garden later anyways) to try it out. So that’s my plan. On the Winter Solstice, I’ll prep my containers and sow my seeds. I’ll let y’all know how it works out for me.
So now, I figure the only things I *need* to order are peas, yellow beans, and carrots. Probably beets too, just because my store of pickled beets has dwindled. Must have pickled beets on the shelf!! I still have this years beets in storage and can pickle them, I just haven’t gotten to that yet. 🙂 I’ll probably order some extra of the Blue Lake pole beans too…I’ve read that they are incredibly prolific, tasty, and excellent for canning. Those will go in the greenhouse. Just because it’s so damn windy here.
I’m also ready and rarin’ to go on making more growing space. With all the boxes from Loop and the compost/fertilizer from the animals, I have big, big plans. lol I have the space to do it. And a source for more straw for mulch…
Plus, in just a few short months, the incubators will be fired up again. And in spring a new turkey coop/yard will be built, while the ducks get the shared yard they’re in now. I’m ready for it. I’m rarin’ for it. C’mon Spring!!
Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday. I am extremely thankful that we made the move to the Farm when we did, that I have the skills to grow this much food, and that we have the ability/wish to share with those we can. ❤
This is the first chance at the internet since it went out with the rains, so it’s not a huge deal. As always, there’s work to be done here. This past weekend it was soggy wet work, but we needed the rain so bad…and now we’re getting more in a short time than we need. If only it could have been spaced out over the summer, things would have been much, much better. *sigh* But that’s the way of it, isn’t it? At least, it has been the past few years. If I was a tin foil hat wearin’ conspiracy theorist, I’d be wonderin’ about them “scientists” manipulating the weather…I mean, how else do you keep a hold on people who are getting restless about leadership and plagues other than by controlling the food supply? Drought for months during planting/growing, then monsoon type rains during harvest? Hmmmm….
More roosters went to Freezer Camp. My Kiddo, dang I’m proud of her! She’s always been hands on helping with the dispatch and the plucking. Roosters we skin, because it’s just easier. This time ’round she wanted to learn to gut them. Awesome! That means as long as she has a couple hens, a rooster and a sharp knife, she can put meat into her soup pot. That is a fantastic skill to have. And not too many young women are interested in learning those skills…so I figure Hubby and I have done something right, in that she’s wanting to know how, from beginning to end.
Then out came the canner. Beans, chicken and stock, chicken stock. Now I’m working on horse applesauce…not as nefarious as it sounds…we got about 20lbs of apples in our last Loop pickup, and The Merry Mares do not need apples all the time…but a few jars of applesauce on the shelf for winter additions to their beet pulp? Oh yeah, that’s a great idea! Then tomorrow is another round of rooster roasting and canning, with a few jars of cat food in there as well. Wee roosters (these were culls from friends) have teensy livers and hearts and gizzards (and I’m not there, to be able to eat those) so they go into jars with some stock for winter eats for the outdoor cats. Gotta keep my mousers fat and happy through the cold months too! When we do our pig, the liver, heart, tongue and other offal bits get the same treatment. And same with deer.
Ahhh!! Deer season (for bow) starts in 1 week. Hubby is excited to get out with his bow and hopefully put some venison in the freezer. He’s got a few places lined up to hunt, and before rifle season hits (deers know to hide real good during boom boom season) they’re thick like stink on a monkey…so finger crossed!!
And damn if the price of wood hasn’t dropped! Whoa! 2×6 stud length are down $2 a board over last week! I’ve been putting off the last few boards needed to finish the greenhouse, hoping for a price drop and here it is…so tomorrow Hubby stops for the last few boards and in between butchering and hunting, that fucker is going up. I need my greenhouse in place for next year. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. So, there’s that. And there’ll be pictures. 🙂
Then in the spring (because I don’t feel like there’s time now before Fall) I get to lay out some cardboard, a layer of wheat straw and then top with topsoil…and that will be the next garden space in front of the house, between my haskaps and the lilacs. *sigh* Then a quick fence of t-posts and stucco wire to keep out the asshole chickens and we’ll be good to go for planting. The more food I can grow, the better off we’ll be.
Winter is coming. And without bringing politics into it (because I try not to here), I feel like there’s a long winter coming. A very long winter. Best to be prepared as much as we possibly can be.
So it’s been a while. Mostly because we’ve been busy. Chasing after a few hundred birds and keeping them alive and well in sweltering heat and smokey conditions has left us…
Up at 4am, passed out in the chair by 9pm and up again at 10pm to get all the birds into their safe beds for the night…there is no such thing as getting them to go to the coops before it’s dark. Birds are assholes that way.
Yesterday we picked up 10 freebie roosters. They’re in a quarantine bachelor pen until they’re big enough to go to Freezer Camp.
Today we (well, mostly MCFHubby) moved Ripple the Duck and her 5 abducted children out of the meat chicken house (she was sitting her own nest in there with 2 other ducks…1 duck’s clutch hatched before Ripple’s, so Ripple stole her ducklings and abandoned her own nest) and then closed up the front side of the meat chicken house to become the next bachelor pen. From here on out, as we put chickens to bed at night, we’ll scoop up roosters from the first hatcher group and put them in there. They are just a few weeks away from going Camping, and are starting to crow and enjoy their testosterone…which means their jumping on every hen they can catch, no matter the size. And that means off to the “boys only” area.
Yesterday I had to cull a couple of cornish that had been too badly “used” by those teenaged roosters. *sigh* This really is the worst part of raising roosters for the freezer…that line where they are nice young boys to when they turn into horny teens who’ll hump anything is a fine one…and sadly, these 2 birbs paid for me missing it. But, I was able to save their carcass to put into the crockpot to feed the elderly house cat who shrieks endlessly day and night for her roasted chicken. At least there is that.
Garden is growing well…
I pulled out the garlic, because the tops had died right back. Not the greatest of crops, but better than last year, so I’m happy. A few more pics here:
And more garden pics here:
And the goose babies are growing like crazy. Eating garden weeds and grocery store salads from the Loop pickups like crazy. They come running, singing everytime they see the recycling bin of greens coming. They did not care for the strawberries, but that’s okay. The turkeys tried to kill me for them 😂😂😂 Literally, tried to knock me down to get the strawberries from me. Who knew turkeys would be so…excitable for berries??? Next task is to make a safe yard area for the turkey babies to get some outside time. They’re growing leaps and bounds and really need to start getting outside. But, their brooder was moved into the turkey yard (where it’s supposed to be) and I have to create a smaller yard within that yard for them to come out and the big birbs can’t be dirty rotten assholes to them. 😉
We have 7 ducklings that were hatched this year that are growing nicely. 2 are still house ducks (Oreo and Poop Machine) but once MCFHubby builds them a smaller brooder for on the deck, that will change. We also have a smaller coop that was given to us when a friend left her Farm, that we’re fixing up a bit that can become a duckling space. It’s all the time thing, right? Hubby is working long hours and it’s hot and it’s hard to get things done…but we’re doing what we can.
And I’m cutting grass every damn place I can for hay. Last weekend we heard from our Hay Guy, asking if we need for the winter… Um, yes please! But the drought here is so prevalent, I am worried af that he won’t have for us. That means I’m searching for other options and praying that there’s enough money to afford them.
It’s been a scary year for owners of hay eating animals. Worse than the last few drought-ish years. Like it’s still July and for us to hear from our Hay Guy now??? Terrifying. Not even kidding about that. 😥 But we’ll figure something out…It’s not like the nags are going anywhere. Even if it *were* a possibility, every horse owner in the province is in the same boat, so the only place they could go if we had to get rid of them is to auction…that means a trip to the meat truck. And that is **NOT** an option. So we’ll figure something out.
We’re still plugging away on the greenhouse. Still trying to find someone to come fix our leaking well line. Still working on the newest garden space. Working, working, working.
So I missed the Summer Solstice. So, happy Summer! Life has been busy. Okay, so when isn’t it? Turkeys have hatched. 10 from the replacement incubator, with 14 chicks. Today we’re taking out the ones who hatched in the big incubator. I’m looking forward to seeing what’s in there. There were 41 eggs, and there’s a whole lot of jim jamming and singing in there… Then, Saturday we fire up for the last hatch of the year. (I may have said that already…days blend when it’s all animal chores and weeding 😂😂😂)
I’ll be hitting y’all with a whole bunch of Instagram posts for images, just because it’s easier today to link to them than to upload into WordPress…aka I’m lazy. 😂😂😂
Garden is doing pretty good. If you ignore the fact that on the Solstice night we had frost that took out my tomatoes. And most of my peppers. Fuck. Ah well. Greens and beans and carrots and onions are growing well. I’ll just watch for the local mega mart putting cases of roma tomatoes on sale again…I’ll get food in jars yet. 😉
So y’all know I’ve been going on and on and on and on about a greenhouse. Y’all are probably sick to damn death of hearing about it, but not seeing any action. Well shit comes up, ‘kay? But…this weekend the build begins!! We’ve been collecting old windows, and buying new lumber as we can, and then last week…
In this local gardening group, a woman posts how she has these plastic rolls she wants to get rid of, probably good for a greenhouse, if someone wants them, come get them for free. I expressed interest, explained what we do here and how a greenhouse is a massive asset to our operation. She says to me “all yours!” So I send Hubby to her place in the Big City to pick it up… (and ain’t he handsome? my giant bearded bastard… ❤ )
Uh yeah, so that’s 1 roll of 32ft x 150ft greenhouse poly. Like, for reals, proper af, last 4-5 years, UV treated, poly. The 2nd roll is a plastic tube that we’ll cut open and use for smaller hoop houses. What an amazing gift!
So this weekend, once the final brooder has the top hinged on, and the last of the turkey poults in it, we start the greenhouse. Holy. Fuck. Next year I might actually have tomatoes! 😂😂😂
As for the garden itself…
Some of it, I’m on top of the weeds and mulching. Other parts are a hot mess that still need weeding and mulching. But it’s always a work in progress. It’s doing awesome this year though, and even with the loss of the tenders, I’m not going to complain. 🙂 Besides, I’ve been picking massive amounts of lamb’s quarters…
Yup, they’re weeds. But, they’re edible weeds. And I love me some free foods. I love me all the free foods! Tastes like spinach, excellent in salads and on pizza. And free. Did I mention that part?
And finally, an offer of free trees fell into my lap and I happily scooped up 25 free trees. 10 willows and 15 poplars. So now I’ve added tree planting to the list of things to do this weekend…along with weeding, mulching, building, and cutting hay. Because YAY the first bales of hay go up tonight and the next round is cut down and drying. Tomorrow morning I cut the next area, and then onto the access road on the side of our property and they the edge of our big field. Rains have been good to us, so this year’s hay crop oughta be decent. I oughta be able to put up enough to sustain a ewe or two for winter…
Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday Even with the challenges, I am incredibly thankful for the life we’re building here. ❤
All the plants are out of my house. Not necessarily planted, but moved out to the garden and this afternoon, I’ll put in whatever I can. And then it’s down to the weeding, watering, mulching and whatever Mother Nature decides she’s going to do…oh, and fucking cats.
This morning as I’m moving the plants out for the final time, I notice my zucchini is gone. They were lovely seedlings passed onto me by friends…they were growing beautifully. Up to 6 leaves and happy, happy, happy. And then this morning? Gone. WTF???
Yeah so, I had started some pumpkins in the house. I set those outside in the garden first, then went back for the tomatoes. I guess I didn’t latch the gate…or she climbed the fence. Either way, I came into the garden to find this asshole:
…eating the pumpkins. Seriously. Eating the pumpkin leaves… WTF??
And then I look down to the end where the peppers are and see this one…
…lying on the pepper plants. I say again…WTF???
And then, just to add a bit more insult to injury, Coal walks over to Trouble, does the nosy kitty kiss thing with him, looks straight at me and starts munching on a pepper plant.
I may have lost it right about then. Screamed like a maniac at the cats. Chased them out of the garden. Threatened to make slippers from their lovely furry fucking hides.
And now the weather can’t decide if there’s going to be gale force winds, or if there will be no winds, or what it’s doing. All I know is, it’s June 18th and the tomatoes are not coming back into the house. They can live or die as they see fit. Grow, don’t grow, what the fuck ever.
But I’ve had my first harvest of Lamb’s Quarters. And I’ll be harvesting more this weekend with weeding. And today I’ll be emptying the one incubator. Some turkeys have hatched, some chicks have hatched. And on Sunday the other incubator goes into lockdown with 41 Narragansett turkey eggs in it. Then, one last round of eggs for the year. It’ll be a big set…97 eggs. And once those hatch, it’ll be mid-July. Which makes it the last one. I am so good with that.
But for today, all I have to do is get things in the ground. Rains are coming this Sunday, so I want everything done and in. I’m so very close.
It’s Saturday morning. The roosters are screaming. Some mornings, I feel like I should be allowed to wake up screaming like they do… Eh, with my closest neighbour 1/2 mile away, I guess I could. But let me tell you about our week…
After all that work getting the pressure tank done, we’re still having problems with the well pump coming on too often. And it turns out it’s because…we have a broken water line from the well to the house. Joy. So we’re chasing the local well company to come out for a. and estimate on cost to repair and b. time frame to do it. But it’s planting season and fuck if anyone is calling us back. 😡 *sigh*
Tuesday I got a message on Instagram from my turkey hatching egg dealer…she was in the biggest city the next day, my big incubator just emptied of hatched chicks, and did I want her to bring me turkey eggs? Um, let me think… YES!!! So after some discussion, we figured out MCFHubby would meet up with her for the exchange. I was disappointed I didn’t get to visit with her (she really is a cool lady!) but at least we managed to get the egg exchange done, and I now had another 36 Narragansett turkey eggs to put into my incubator. Yay me!! 🙂
Wednesday morning, I pop the eggs into the incubator, with 5 that my turkey hens laid, for a total of 60 turkey eggs set between the 2 incubators. I still haven’t cracked one of ours open to make sure the tell tale bulls eye is there, but I *have* watched the boys do their jobs, so I’m going with “horny teenage turkeys” for the win. 😂😂😂
Oh and then Thursday… Fucking Thursday. So, I’m dozing at 4am, waiting for my turn in the bathroom, when I hear repeated beeps from the small incubator. I’m not terribly worried because Miss Daisy Mae loves to sit there and sometimes she knocks the cord and it beeps as she does it. But then, I realize, I have 3/3 cats in bed with me. Hmmmm… So I get up and I see the lights flashing on the incubator. And the fucking cord is hot, hot, hot…oh and it’s smoking! And there’s a bulge in the cord where there shouldn’t be one… Shit! Clearly, this cord is fucked. So we scramble (at 4am) to find a replacement in the house…because doesn’t *everybody* have a million and 2 extra ac power cords lying about? No deal. Nothing that will work. But we find that if the power pack (big rectangle in the middle of the cord) has a fan on it, it cools off enough to keep it running…okay, but this can’t be the answer for another 3 weeks, so Hubby heads off to work and I make a list of places to call to find a new incubator. Fuck.
After some run around, a lot of coffee, and a break down or two…seriously, want to see a grown woman sob uncontrollably? Let her see smoke coming off her incubator at 4am when she can’t do shit all about it…but, I found an incubator and a set of turners at the local Peavey Mart (for y’all in the US, think Canadian version of Tractor Supply). I texted Hubby, who then left work to go and get it. I’m telling you, incubators are in short supply this year! More and more people are turning to hatching out chicks than ever. A lot of them are not so sure about what to do with the roosters they hatch but that’s a whole different discussion. Y’all know we eat any extras here. Some folks can’t wrap their heads around that tho…
So the great thing about this new incubator is, with the turner, it holds 41 eggs. And it has windows!! No more fighting the urge to peek in and see what’s going on. Just look in the windows! 😍 I had 19 turkey eggs in the small incubator, that were at 1 week development. Turkey eggs take 28 days. Chicken eggs take 21 days. See where I’m going here? 😂😂😂
Once we got the new one set up, and the turkey eggs were in, I just had to fill it with chicken eggs. Because they will hatch around the same time. So I get an extra 22 chicks (potentially). And now I have the capacity to hatch 97 chicks at a time. So. Many. Birds! But, we’re gonna eat goooooood this winter. 😉 And I figure I can run 2 more hatches this year, before it gets too late for chicks.
Oh, and that small incubator? Totally fucked. The entire digital panel is malfunctioning. But the thing is, I only paid $115 for it, and this was our 3rd season using it. It has, over it’s life time, ran continually for just about 13 months…and I’ve hatched many, many chicks out of it. It has *more* than paid for itself! But this also tells me that I need to make sure I have money set aside for when the big one goes…it’s from the same place, and we’re on our 2nd season with it. It may last longer, it may not. But I need to be prepared for whatever happens.
As for the current turkeys… Whites are growing wonderfully. They’re only 4 weeks old but fully feathered and almost ready for an outdoor yard. My remaining 5 Narragansett kids are doing wonderfully too. I have at least 2 hens, one is another little auburn girl who is soooo pretty! And she loves to perch on my arm. I kinda hope she continues that habit. ❤
And then there’s my EmmaBird from last year’s hatch…
That box she’s in is my hay baling box. She’s decided that’s her get away from the boys. I think she’s considering going broody. She can’t have that box though, so Hubby is working on building a couple smaller ones that we can put into the turkey yard, because broody turkeys is just fine with me. And ain’t she just a lovely girl? While turkeys may not be the brightest of birds, they are endearing (and tasty), and Miss Emma is one of my favorites.
Today we have a whole lot of work on the schedule. I mean, it’s a Farm, so when don’t we? But this weekend is the weekend where we get a lot more done in the garden.
We live on flat, bald arsed prairie. I fell in love with the place because it was what we were needing when we were looking for a famr…but if I were to do this again? I mighta kept looking. We have very few trees (most we planted ourselves), we’re surrounded by grain fields (our big field is leased out to a local guy…same guy we get the bulk of our feed from), and we have the shittiest neighbour across the road (but those happen everywhere, so there’s no saying we wouldn’t have had one somewhere else).
But, we wanted out of the city, we needed somewhere close enough MCFHubby could get to work everyday, and we needed something set up for horses…so really, this was perfect. And I do love this place. Challenges and all. 😉
So, our work for today…
The biggest challenge with the garden has always been wind. Bald. Arsed. Prairie. 😂😂😂
Last year, we tried something that seemed to work pretty darn good though! We’ve had to fence the garden to keep those asshole birbs out…because chickens, y’know what I mean? So what we did was hang plastic aaaaaallllll around the fence, to make a makeshift hoop/greenhouse. In essence, we created a less windy, teeny bit warmer micro climate with the plastic. Then, what tomatoes that I didn’t forget about were planted around the edges, next to the plastic. Well… Said tomatoes went in super late, were almost half dead, but they rebounded and gave us enough for a few really tasty sandwiches. And so, we decided that we needed to renew the plastic this year…since we had only jim-bob slapped it up last year and it came undone on 3 sides.
So that’s the main task today. Get that plastic back up. Then, lay down the landscape fabric/weed barrier that we plant the tomatoes through. That way, when Mother Nature quits setting us those frost traps…I mean seriously, I’m looking at the weather, including overnights and thinking about putting tomatoes and peppers out…and then I remember that it’s only May 15th. Nope, not falling for it! 😂😂😂 But I can get 90% of the seeds in. Pretty much everything but the beans and the corn. Though I can probably get the feed corn planted…it typically goes in earlier, but I’m not 100% sure where I’m putting that yet, so no big deal if it waits. That’s my whiskey makin’ corn. 😉
But first, feed store run and a trip to the dump. Hoping there might be some good stuff we can recycle from the dump. I love “shopping” at the dump! It really is a case of “one person’s trash is another person’s treasure”. Last few times have been pretty slim pickings. I think that has to do with our smaller, closer dump was closed by the RM (so yay, more bloody garbage dumped on back roads by pigs 🤦♀️🙄) and more people have to go to the bigger dump by the nearest town. Plus, building material prices are through the roof, so people are scrounging more and more. But, if you don’t look when you’re there, you’ll never find anything.
Then we have to move chickens around. This becomes a bi-weekly task in the summer. The meaties are ready to come out of the smaller brooder in the Little Red Shed, and move to one of the brooders MCFHubby and The Kid built. Man, them little birbs grow like mad and are little savages! 😂😂😂 They get so excited over food…even if you just fed them an hour previously. But that’s how cornishX are. Once we get them so that they have outside space/time, they settle down on eating every dang thing in sight. And, once outside, they can eat bugs and slugs and weeds and be happy little hooting and eating machines.
And finally, if we have any energy left, there’s 3 mares who need some attention paid to their hooves. They’re overdue for a trim, and today looks like a lovely day to work on some feet. But, we do have to get the food production stuff done first.
And Ruby can have a nap while waiting for her turn…
What a week last week was!
Hatching, weeding, canning…
I’m still weeding the garden.
I’ll forever be weeding the garden.
But, the weeds come out easily because of the straw mulch between the rows.
I need to get more straw down to smother them, but I’ve run out of bales for that…I’m working on using some of the older, more composted bales, but that’s slow going and I am but one human. 😉
We did a round of roosters last weekend, so once the carcasses were cleaned and I made soup stock, I picked off whatever meat I missed, put it in jars and covered it with stock. 90 minutes in the pressure canner (quart size jars) and voila!! 5 meals of ready to use chicken on the shelf.
Good for soup, stir fry, sandwiches, fajitas…or whatever tickles our fancy at the time.
No pics yet.
I have to do that yet.
We had 13 turkeys hatch.
So now those little dudes are bopping around the brooder, eating, drinking, pooping, being cute…
All in all, it’s slightly more than a 50% hatch rate (I had 2 dozen eggs) but when each poult is going for $15 each, my $70 investment in eggs paid off with 5 hatching.
13 puts me way out ahead of the game.
Now I can clean up the incubator and put it away ’til next year.
And then yesterday, we did a thing…
I keep talking about food security, especially in these uncertain times.
It’s a huge reason why we’ve hatched out as much poultry as we have.
Because somewhere in the future things are gonna go sideways again.
And I aim to make sure me and mine are well fed.
So when I came upon an ad for muscovy ducklings at a ridiculously cheap price, I said to Hubby “Wanna go on a road trip tomorrow?”
Next thing you know, we’re picking up these guys…
4 of ’em are 6 weeks old, the other 10 are 3 weeks old
The boys will grow out, enjoying life, eating bugs and grass and grains, and then go to Freezer Camp.
The girls (if there are any) will join our flock of muscovy ducks to produce eggs/chicks next year.
Ain’t they cute?
This year we had 2 hens go broody.
Nothing hatched though because they were continually stressed by chickens trying to steal their nests.
So we’re working on another yard for ducks, where the girls can nest without worry of the chickens annoying them.
Actually, we’ve popped the duck over into the once-was pig yard.
And they seem to be doing well there.
For winter though, they’ll be back into the main coop and then go back as soon as we can move ’em to the pig yard come spring.
I aim to be over run by muscovy duckling next year.
I keep hearing how they’ll do that if you don’t collect eggs.
I’m looking forward to it!!
Oh, then I stopped in at our favorite Pumpkin Farm.
The owner had made a post about having pickling cukes for sale, so I asked her for 10 lbs.
My cucumbers never make it to jars.
We always eat them as fast as they grow.
So with the chance to support a local small farmer, and all around good person, I jumped at buying 10 lbs.
That’s my job for tomorrow.
Today I realized I used the last of my pickling spices when I made pickled beets last year, so I have to get Hubby to stop and pick some up for me.
Tomorrow I make dill pickles.
And now I’m off to continue weeding…which includes clearing the weeds out of the spot where we’re building the greenhouse.
Because weeding never ends.
The chirping started, oh so quietly on Wednesday.
So quietly that I, in fact, thought I was hearing things, that it wasn’t happening.
I heard a quick burst at 8:30am and then nothing…’til later on in the evening.
Several voices had broken through and were chirping.
Almost a constant song from many voices!
There’s a good amount of ’em in the incubator.
Not sure how many yet, because I don’t want to compromise anyone who might still be working on breaking out.
Today is only day 29…turkeys take 28 days.
By tomorrow morning, we’ll be ready to get them out into the brooder.
I’m good with keeping them inside another night yet…even if the chirping will drive us nuts.
Turkey poults are so much louder than chicken chicks!!
But, I am happy that we have many voices.
Fingers crossed I can raise them well and that we have a few to keep as a breeding pair(s).
I hope to take some pictures of them this weekend when we do move them.
Finally got my gate up on the garden.
Not the gate I wanted…
But it’s the gate that I got…
We had it here from another project that it didn’t get used for, so we figured putting it up on the garden was the best plan.
And it does the job.
Easy to open one handed (like when I’m trying to empty the compost pail from the kitchen) and keeps out the feathered assholes who think that garden produce is for chickens.
I will be painting a sign that reads “Witch’s Garden” to hang on it. 🙂
Plus, I finally have a home for this super cool owl carving…
The owl will be the garden guardian.
If only the owl would weed…
First round of roosters is done.
If it wasn’t supposed to be blazing hot this weekend, we’d be doing more.
But, hot Saturday, rainy Sunday.
I will not complain about the rain though!
We’re dry and crispy and definitely in need of moisture.
Thank goodness for that hose and sprinkler for the garden.
I’ve sure been making use of it.
Anyways, we did 12 roosters.
So we have 6 meals of breasts, 4 pkges of ground chicken and 5 jars of chicken with stock.
And I’ve got at least another 4 dozen roos to be done before winter hits.
Just wait…soon the bean will be producing (because holy moly, flowers!!) and I’ll be canning every darn day.
Or, it’ll feel like it.
But, winter is coming and I’ve got some baaaaad feelings about this one.
So I’m just gonna keep working on my food stores, saving as much money as I can, and making the garden expansion/greenhouse build top priority.
I feel like we’re gonna need as much set up to be self sufficient as possible.
And I certainly don’t think we’ll be able to rely on anyone but ourselves.
At the end of the day though, I hope those niggling feelings are wrong.
Don’t think so.
Planning like they aren’t.
But hopeful they are.
Welp, this summer is going too fast…and too slow at the same time.
August 1st already.
We have blossoms all over the yellow beans, so there should be a decent bean crop.
Hubby picked up a new hose and spray nozzle for me, so I can now run the hose aaaaaallllll the way from the hydrant to the garden….they’re at opposite ends of the Farm yard.
We have a hose hookup on the house, but for some reason, the outdoor hose hookup is *after* the water softener.
Yes, because I want soft water to use on the plants.
So I don’t use that water line…can’t anyways, because we had to cap it off after it burst one winter (shut off valves, people!!! Use frickin’ shut off valves!!) when the lines froze…
Either way, no real loss.
And I have a new hose, with a sprinkler.
My almost-dead-might-as-well-plant-the-survivor tomato plants have blossoms on them.
There’s 2 ropreco paste tomatoes, who are supposed to be prairie hardy.
Clearly, these 2 are, because they went a month with nothing but rain water and in full blazing sun before I decided to plant them proper….and now, after roughly 2 weeks, they’re blooming.
Tough as hell, survive through damn near anything…that’s tomatoes I’m gonna save seeds from (yep, they are an heirloom variety) because *that’s* the kinda toughness I need from a tomato plant in my garden. 😉
I have zucchini fruiting, and I’ve gotten a decent amount of Lamb’s Quarters put up for winter too.
Gotta love them edible weeds! 😉
Tomorrow is lock down day for the turkey eggs.
We take out the turners, do a quick candle to see how things are developing (fingers crossed for a good hatch…*please* let it be a good hatch!!), adjust temp./humidity and then close ’em up and wait for chirping.
Later this weekend we’ll play switch around with housing on some of the later hatches that haven’t been fully integrated with the main flock.
But first, today is Rooster Rehab day.
It’s time for some of the boys to full fill their destiny as sausage.
Which will make *a lot* of the hens happy.
There’s all too many roos running around out there right now…but we knew that wold happen with hatching out so many chicks.
But that’s a part of our self sufficiency.
Extra roos feed the humans and felines for winter.
Check out the Farm Instagram for pics.
Still haven’t had Voldemort out for fresh images, just my phone camera.
But you can see pics there.