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Mizz Pepperpot

1 Feb

After carrying hot water and oatmeal out to the yard for the Chicky Girlz, next is filling and hanging their feeder up to discourage other critters from looking for free meals. Having to be careful where I walk, the hens and their accompanying roosters crowd in. Each feathered little face peering over the next jumping up eagerly awaiting the daily hand feeding of scratch. Exiting the yard and pulling the gate closed, I step into the grain room and gather tools for cleaning the coop.

Recently I decided to change from straw bedding for the coop floor to using construction sand. Initially I worried that in the low temperatures the chickens and roos would be cold without the straw.
Check out this link below for info.
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2012/09/chicken-coop-bedding-sand-litter.

One thing I noticed right away, no more poopy eggs! The nest boxes still have straw, freshened every morning for their comfy arranging which seems to encourage laying. I have also started using dried herbs, just a pinch in each box to keep it sweet and fresh. Ideas here: http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/p/spruce-coop.html

Some of the Chicky Girlz have a full ruffle of feathers looking like ruffled old fashioned pantaloons along with their feathered feet and the straw and poop would stick to their pretty adorned feet.

If you dare to compare, coop sifting is rather like cleaning a rather large catbox! The sand does work best with daily sifting and there are some great ideas and pictures on the link about sand for bedding. I used 3 bags of sand and it took visits to 5 stores to find the construction sand. The smell is much less, rodents are not attracted to sand in the coop like they were when I was using straw.

After finishing the coop tidy detail, I wanted to freshen those nest boxes with some of the nice, soft straw we get locally. Picking up the bag with the straw in it I open the bag, reaching my hand inside to grab some straw and much to my astonishment a very loud Squawk booms out from inside the bag! I almost dropped the bag and carefully peering inside a gray and black checkered hen named Miss Pepperpot glares at me, guess I surprised her too!

This Chicky Girl is a 2 year old “Fluffercauna” . Around our little farm a Silkie and Ameraucana cross is called a “Fluffercauna” due to the extra feathery “hat” of feathers atop their heads and their legs and feet appear as bloomers with little featherdusters attached.
Nothing like a tiny hen to bring you to sitting fast with that kind of surprise! All is well, against her loud protests (pretty some of those squawks were swear words) I settled her into a nicely fluffed nest that she could not resist.

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+My Tangled Garden

16 Jan
  • Lately my life feels like the current state of my garden; tangled, overgrown and neglected. Some areas still show outlines of herbal ideas faintly recognizable through the grass and weeds.  As I open the gate and walk in I see colors of fall still displayed on some of the Blueberry bushes, a Rosebush is full of immature blooms never to be set upon  by a bee.  The once towering Catnip plant has been pulled down by the arch nemesis of morning glory vines. Tiny pink petals shimmer between curled vine, leaves and stems. At the end of the garden the raised bed is already covered in preparation for the coming of  winter bears a fragrant rebel. Last year at the end of summer a very sad, tiny rosebush was rescued from a local store. Holding my breath, I trimmed it back and lovingly planted it in the raised bed which was covered to protect the plants inside.
  • When danger of frost was past, I rolled back the heavy plastic cover revealing a beautiful sight. Seemingly showing gratitude, the previously “Charlie Brown” rosebush had taken over the whole end of the bed and had bloomed profusely! Starts of Salvia almost 4 feet tall beckon to hummingbirds. Nasturtiums that cheerily spread and reseeded now host a variety of life from butterflies, bees, bumbles, humming birds and an occasional wild  bunny.
  • Our tendacy is to focus on the weeds instead of the flowers.
  • My garden reminds me counting blessings and appreciating them encouragages us to care for the precious beauty within our lives. It is so easy to take for granted especially while tripping over blackberry vines, weeds or caught up by thorns.
  • Weeds can be beneficial as well, when plucked chickens eat them like salad greens or make sunshine yellow Dandelion jelly.
  • The first bouquet of flowers from my oldest son as a toddler consisted of as many bright yellow dandelions as he could grasp in his little fist.. Seeing his face light up as he handed them to me was priceless! Do you think I told him those pretty flowers were really considered weeds?
  • As this year draws towards winter, I will cringe as I trim back plants still showing green.

How is your garden in life?

Choosing an attitude of gratitude is challenging when overwhelmed, however we do have a  choice flowers or weeds?

The Quest for Organic

3 Jan
  • Our little feirme (farm) has a small herd of Mini-Mancha dairy goats. Currently we have two senior does in milk.  One of our milk customers wanted to know if we would consider feeding Organic feeds to our milk does as they wanted to keep using our milk, but new health concerns had them looking to organic only in their diet.

What is the definition of Organic? As I researched, It came to my attention that there are endless interpretations of this one word. What I am looking for are grains developed for goats that are not grown or processed using artificial chemicals for  growth, fertization,insects resistance or weed deterrents.

We have not used any weed killers, sprays, powders, chemicals on our property since we moved here in 1999. Our livestock is fed as much local hay, alfalfa, grains, herbal supplements, minerals and formulas as possible. Another thing I discovered the way we have been raising our livestock and growing our garden, fruit trees is called “sustainable”.

http://www.dictionary.com/browse/sustainability

Going to some of our local feed stores revealed few choices for Organic grains, feeds or hays. The first Organic grain blend we tried is put out by:  Payback called Organic Country Buffet which is an all breed blend that has a lot  of powder in the mix. Our Goaty Girlz do not really care for it and my oldest doe “Tutu” lost body condition, both does lost weight on this. Availability is challenging, most feed stores want you to order and pay for a minimum month supply of bags as it is not kept in stock. Price is steep, expect an average of $12.00 per bag increase in price. Now we are looking for possibly mixing/milling a grain  blend with higher protein and palatability.

Here is a link for the organics offered by Payback, we will be contacting them and will keep you posted on our quest for organics. http://www.paybacknutrition.com/products/organic

Failing Kindergarten

1 Feb

Reminiscing, I guess that is one stepping stone of realizing you are an unwilling victim in the aging process. I overhear children talking about how they are bullied, pushed. lied to, made fun of. Keep in perspective that most of what is heard is coming from third grade up to high school. Teachers uncaring, judgmental  dispensing unjust discipline.  Whispers of drugs, sex talk, cell phones, sex-ting, disbelief of intelligent child and adult interactions. Mistrust of adults overall is seemingly rampant, spreading like the cold you try to avoid by not touching fomites.

Forty five years is a long time, material things go from classic to antique status. Depending on the care and quality of the item either treasured or thrown into someone’s junk heap.

Listen with open ears, apply filters when necessary. Most of the things that really annoy me now, cannot be changed, fixed, averted, nor avoided.

Quite tragic that most of the drama starting at such young ages and progressing into adulthood is nurtured, cherished and shared with whomever will listen. 

Any helpful advice? NO, just want to make sure everyone knows. Can you offer help? Sure, it is not taken when proffered. 

It has taken over four decades for the realization that a lot of society’s ills, poor social graces and rudeness, anger and selfishness can be attributed to one thing from the childhood of everyone involved…these people flunked Kindergarten!

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