Friday, August 12, 2016
Summer keeps ticking by, but with no official "back to school" for us means we get to keep enjoying it up until its true end. I've been thinking lately about what it would be like if we still lived in town. I know that the outdoor upkeep would be easier and getting to places would be quicker, but I can't think of any other reasons we'd enjoy town life. What would my kids do all day? They find things to do indoors just fine, but I can't imagine them confined to a yard. Not that it is a bad thing, I just feel we're so used to the open space and acres to roam, finding their place in a yard would be hard. We've lived as many years in town with kids as we have the country, but this is where we feel right. Plus, they'd have to put clothes on every day! Ha!
The acreage needs mowed (like, severely), but the mower is once again out of commission--needs new tires this time.
There are branches galore waiting to be picked up after our storm last night.
There are weeds to be cut down.
Some birds need to be transitioned to the freezer.
The kids have toys everywhere, although a lot is hidden by the jungle-like grass.
There is always junk to be hauled away or thrown out.
Chicken runs need built.
There are trees that need taken down.
And the sidewalk could always stand to be scraped. Chicken poo, goose grease, duck crap.. you know.
And the garden. Oh the garden, if you can even see it anymore for the grass.
There's always a list. There always will be. Let's not even get started with the things that need taken care of inside! But even so, this is what we like. And sometimes when the list gets a bit long, town life seems dreamy. Then I go back to wondering what my kids would do all day. And how many looks I'd get when my kids head outside in their underwear AGAIN. And how much I'd miss watching mama duck with her babies following her everywhere (seriously, makes me smile every time I see them). I guess the kids would be able to ride their bikes, it is hard on the gravel, so there's that.
Where do you belong? Town or country?
Friday, July 8, 2016
The door to our deep freeze didn't get completely shut the other night. Food was ruined, some saved, some cooked up for the chickens and cats, some went to the compost, some fed to the dog.
Two chickens recently died, a rooster (Sad Rooster) who was being picked on and one that had a hurt foot.
I made the best strawberry sweet rolls ever this week. They were in the freezer in a container that got filled up with water during the great melt, so no rolls to sell at the market this weekend.
I harvested all my garlic, it did well. I'm excited to plant more this fall.
Every night the white guinea perches on the coop door and makes his guinea noises (if you've never heard a guinea it isn't a soothing noise) for a good hour, serenading me while I work in the garden.
I cleaned ALL of the nests the broody hens and ducks were sitting on, enough was enough. I did end up throwing some of the eggs in the incubator because I didn't want it to be a waste, most were at least half developed. There are now four ducklings in there waiting to be moved somewhere.
Our turkey hen, Sasha, was due to hatch her large clutch of eggs tomorrow. I looked in this morning and her nest was destroyed. No eggs left.
It rained! All it took was me washing our mud room floor.
Thanks to the neighbors, the kids and I made sour cherry jam, sour cherry kombucha, and cherry almond fermented soda. Good stuff.
My clothes line has been getting a lot of use this summer (before the rain came), the kids want to help but it is too tall for them. I think a short line is just what we need.
Best way to use all the sticks and branches laying around the acreage? Cooking over the fire. The kids were never so excited for a meal.
One of our first time mom cats gave birth to a hairless kitten on the deck and abandoned it. I moved it into a box in the shed and fed the cats hoping mom would reclaim the kitten. Another soon-to-be first time mom cat ate it.