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You might be a farmer if…
Your downstairs bathroom is occupied in the spring. Almost two weeks later, still occupied… Driving the dog nuts! “Please, can’t I play with whatever is in there?!?”
Look what came in the mail
We finally bit the bullet and ordered all the bee stuff, because we’re signed up for a nuc (short for “nucleus”, or the start of a new hive). The bees are coming, ready or not, so I’d rather be ready! … Continue reading
Victory!
It took two nights of older son grabbing hens and shoving them in the coop door, but all but one of them figured it out tonight! The last one left in the run looked a little lost and bewildered. She … Continue reading
There’s something in my field…
We’re watching curling. The dog is watching those things (that would be the chickens) in *his* field. He isn’t sure what they are, but they’re really disturbing him. .
Happy St. Valentine’s feast day!
This is what we did for Valentine’s Day. Isn’t he romantic? If you said, “Aww… I wish my husband would do that!” Then you, too, might be called to farming. If you said, “Wow, those people are weird…” Then we’d … Continue reading
The first chickens
In the middle of yet more sleet, the first chickens made it to the farm! They looked pretty bedraggled last night, but they were literally bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning. And we got our very first egg. Remarkably exciting!
Peanut harvest
We’re not talking tons, but the boys are pretty proud of their harvest of peanuts. Peanuts have small, yellow flowers that grow into “pegs” instead of becoming fruit. When the peg reaches the soil, it burrows in and forms a … Continue reading
“But are the kids excited?”
I’ve gotten the question quite often: “Ok, you’re excited, but what do the kids think? You know, maybe you could give them their own gardens or something…” Ha. They were begging for their own plots from the beginning. Their vegetables … Continue reading
Bush Hogs are wonderful
After a long, rainy summer, the field is nowhere near this short. I’ve been mowing down seven-foot-high weeds over acres of the field (can’t wait for the cows to arrive and do this for me!). But, before the weeds got … Continue reading
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