Our adventures with small farm animals.
I went out to the garage the other day to look for a tool I had thrown on the pile that has been building since we moved in. As I lifted an old blanket I saw a small snake coiled up just below my hand. As afraid of snakes as I am, I surprised myself by not jumping, starting, or even elevating my heart-rate. Looking at it, it wasn’t totally clear what kind of snake it was, but I decided to pick up a shovel and take care of it either way.
The funny thing about snakes is that when … Read the rest
I had thought I had taken pictures of the chicken coop while I was building it. True to form, I got busy and forgot. So… I guess you get to settle with a picture of Michael doin’ what he spends a lot of time doing: Playing with chickens.
Liz decided she wanted a lot of fresh eggs, which translated into an order of 40 chicks (straight run, so about half would end up in the stew pot as young roosters). The only problem is that you can’t use a standard back-yard chicken coop for those kinds of numbers. To … Read the rest
