So much has been going on here lately, despite the sickness. Spring is always a time of new things. There are many new vegetable seedlings growing in trays and pots, a little too many of some things. I didn’t get the mini greenhouse made over winter so the seedlings are taking over the house at … More When One Door Opens, Sometimes Other Doors Open Too
The three little chickens are now 15 weeks old. I decided it was high time they received names. They didn’t even get temporary names this time, partly because there were only three of them, but mostly because I was nervous that something would happen to them, owing to the fate of their poorly hatchmates early … More In Which The Little Chickens Get Names
My flock has been on the move in the last two weeks, with goings as well as comings. Things are getting all-over-the-place. After the culling of Jane, I was left with an egg-eating Lydia to deal with. I spent quite some time trying various things to change her habit because I didn’t want to cull … More The Changing of the Guards
As I fed the chickens at dawn this morning, I heard a bugle call sound out from somewhere across the fields. It was quite poignant and I wished it would keep going. Today is Anzac Day, the day we remember all our countrymen who fought or were killed in war. I was preparing to commence another round of … More Hen or Roo? The Game of PB
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