Tuesday, September 30, 2014


Monday was our 2nd anniversary. His darling folks took us out to lunch at Moe's in Amsterdam on Sunday to celebrate. We love the food there, and I always end up with everyone else's fresh tortilla chips, yummy for me!

Yesterday was otherwise a pretty normal day. We got up early and went about doing chores. Jade gave me a hand cleaning out the brooder. Amazing how much faster 16 chicks muck it up compared to the dozen I had in there before. After that we turned Diamond out for her day of play in the pasture. Mom and I picked a bunch of icky blighted tomatoes and some gone to the bad side squash for my big coop of chickens. (Will just say some of those squash plants STUNK). The hens loved them, and though I took them down a 5 gallon pail that was nearly overflowing they squabbled over them like children given a single lollipop. 

I've also undertaken cleaning out my old closet here at the house. We really need some storage for Peg's extras, and I need to get clothes and such hung up and tidied away. I already hauled out 2 bags of old clothes to go to the Salvation Army and 2 plus bags of old school papers and the like which Lord only knows why I kept them. I still have more clothes and similar items to go through. Deciding what to keep for Peg as she grows and what to chuck out. It's a simple but boring process. O well.

And now off to get cracking on that :)

Friday, September 26, 2014

Tom Foolery

Our turkeys are so good at amusing us. We've been debating whether we had 2 or 3 toms and 3 or 4 hens. I was sure it was 3 and 3. Sure enough we have an even split. Three fantabulous toms and 3 cute as buttons hens.

My dear husband figured out how to get them to strut for me so I could get photos. He recorded some hen and tom calls on his phone and maxed the volume out. I just love watching these guys strut their stuff. So very fun. And they are so silly about it. An hour later any time my husband walked up to their run they started right back in. Evidently they have decided he is a trespassing tom and he is not welcome near their ladies. 

We finally decided on which tom and which hen we'll be keeping. There is a particularly large and engaging tom with a fantastic attitude. He's going to be spared the chopping block. And the mid sized hen with a large amount of white to her feathering will be his lady friend. Our hope is since we are pretty sure they are not actually the BB Bronze we all ordered that they will be able to breed next spring and we can hatch out our own poults instead of paying out the nose for them. I guess time will tell. There is also my little white mutt turkey poult in the grow out batch right now. Still haven't figured out if that is a tom or a hen yet, but either way it will be sticking around for the time being.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

More babies

Some of the new crew

Okay, so, I'll admit it, I've become a chicken addict. Actually a poultry addict. We have so few cows now, and well I need some animal to focus on. Mom once said if I'd been born in the city I'd be wrangling pigeons. I'm certainly not a fan of them, but give me a 100 or so layers, a handful of exotics, a few of this and that in the poultry species and I can content myself without a hundred head of cows. 

This past weekend, the husband and I were as crazy busy as ever. Saturday we ran around like crazy people, doing banking, running to Runnings for feed, birthday presents for little niece's, and this and that in the grocery department at other various stores. Then Sunday we hit up Sundae on the Farm, which was its usual delight. Huge varieties of live stock, including Kuhn Kuhn pigs, an emu and a bunch of goats delighted young and old alike. After several hours spent visiting old friends and wandering with family with the other niece and nephew we went to my husband's brother and sister in laws place to pick up some more chicks...

Got anything we can eat?

What was supposed to just be 10 chicks quickly turned into 16. Our next batch of layers, after all birds molt and stop laying every so often, and young fresh layers are always a good thing to have coming on. 

Cool marked chick

These guys are a mixed breed batch. Some are cream and white, some are white and black, some are the most delightful combination of black, cream brown and gold, and still others are plain black with muffs. R has a mixed flock from Murray McMurray of rainbow layers. Some are plain white Leghorns, some are I think Rhode Island Reds, one is a gorgeous Silver Spangled Hamburg that I keep begging him to sell me, and then there are a few other varieties that I'm not 100% sure what exactly they are.  His rooster is a gorgeous but cranky tempered Ameraucauna, white with gold and black streaks. As such each of these chicks has a chance to lay blue or green eggs. Several I'm sure are going to be white or brown layers, but a few look to be green for certain. Watch those ones be roos for my soup pot.

Does this pose work boss?

On to another hectic and crazy week, followed by an even crazier weekend.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Dull and Dreary

Today is just one of those days best spent in doors. Cold and crisp it's trying its best to rain, or perhaps its worst. It's both my father and niece's birthday today. I baked up a big batch of butterscotch cookies to serve as a cake for dad. Even covered them in candy sprinkles. 

So now, while Peggy plays in her little pen, I'm going to enjoy a hot cup of mint tea, and then perhaps bake some lovely garlic rolls to accent the leftovers that we will be having from yesterday for our dinner again today. 

Monday, September 15, 2014

New Ladies

Sunday was the local poultry and small animal swap. We stopped over to pick up a Mottled Cochin hen my husband bought for me. She is a gorgeous girl. Sadly Mottled is a color which is completely recessive, so short of owning a male for her she will only pass on her genetics but they won't be shown in her offspring. However, we're hopeful we can get a rooster next year from either the same lady we have bought nearly all of our other Cochin breeding stock from or perhaps find someone selling hatching eggs of them. 

Black-Mottled hen

A side benefit of the day was picking up a Blue Standard from her as well. We got our blue Frizzle and the blue rooster from her earlier in the year. She had offered me several but we just couldn't quite afford them. So we had decided on just the Mottled for me as she didn't want to separate a black and blue pair she had, for the same reason as we didn't want the entire pair, no room for another rooster to board out the winter. We were offered the option, as she had turned the pair into a trio, if they hadn't sold by noon to get the hen we'd wanted to add into the flock. While we had intended to leave right after picking up my hen, we stuck around, and did end up with another beautiful bird.

Blue standard hen

We were blessed to be introduced to a gentleman who breeds and raises exotics. This included Golden, Reeves and Lady Amhrest's pheasants, pea cocks and various sizes and types of quail. I peppered him with probably a million questions that I've had, and we now have plans for a pair of each of the pheasants in the next year, as well as getting a pair or trio of peacocks from him to compliment our lonely lady. The swaps are deadly to the poultry connoisseur as they offer such a delectable variety of the normal laying bird, right up to the most brilliant and exciting exotics, generally for a very reasonable price. 

Next month's swap is tentative pending amiable weather conditions. I'm sincerely hoping there is one, as even if one goes without intentions of purchasing anything it is a joyous trip!