Yes, We’re All Ok

It’s just been a crazy week.

In the last 10 days, Ed has had one day off: yesterday. Of the nine days he worked, he has put in mostly nine and ten hour days, in addition to the hour or so drive time. The drive time has extended too, due to road construction. He’s spent what little spare time he’s had, building the chicken coop. I know he’ll want to tell you about that, but I will tell you that it’s finished enough for the chicks to be in it, in relative safety.

Since yesterday was his only day off, we had to run all day. First was a trip to the vet for Libby. I was concerned because she seems to be losing weight. She’s always had trouble with flea dermatitis, and I wanted to take care of that too. It was our first visit with that vet, and it won’t be the last. He was very good, and he didn’t charge us an arm and a leg. He said that Libby’s issues are more than likely flea related and he put her on the flea pill. We took care of her shots while we were there. He told us we could just bring Meeko over and he could get his shots and a flea pill. He wouldn’t charge us for an exam. You can’t beat that.  We brought Libby home, and headed back out for the hour drive to Liberty. We were home long enough to put groceries away before I had to be at a Sisters-in-Service meeting at church, and Ed the men’s Bible study out at the preacher’s farm. It was a long day.

What am I doing while Ed is working?  To be honest, since we started the Whole 30, I’ve spent most of my time in the kitchen. Since processed foods are out (as well as grains, dairy, and legumes),  I am spending a whole lot more time cooking. There is no “grabbing a sandwich”. There is a whole lot more clean up too. The up side is that I have energy to do it all. Looser fitting clothes are a bonus too. We have ten days left before we enter the “reintroduction” stage.

When I haven’t been cooking, I’ve been planning for school, which we start next week. I did have one day where I was able to get outside and do some clean up. That is when I got our Thursday picture of the week. I went out to the barn to look for something that I had misplaced (that happens a lot), and saw this guy on the door. I called Kat to bring my camera, and we used hers for scale.

Kat and the praying mantis as long as her phone

Kat and the praying mantis as long as her phone

Lord willing, I’ll be able to get the herbs harvested tomorrow, and set to preserving them. Oh, we harveseted the potatoes this morning. It was disappointing. I’ll share more about that next time.

Connie

Chicken Son…. I’ll Show You a Chicken

A couple weeks ago, we were headed for the big city of Chillicothe, Missouri when we passed a sign that read, “Eggs, Chickens and Fowl for Sale”. We were past the turn before the sign registered on us, so we just kept going but made a note to remember it.

This afternoon we, again needing to make a trip to town, made the turn onto D Highway and drove right by the place of course. We missed a big sign in front of the place saying that they did indeed sell chickens fowl and eggs and another sign that said, “Caution Protected by Guineas”.

We went on to Chillicothe, but would not be denied so we came back up and this time we found it. Actually, we were looking for a connection for free range eggs and chicken meat. I had no intention of buying a live chicken.

Meet the new members of the Hall family farm. Now they must compete with 2 dogs, 3 cats and assorted wildlife. Good luck chicks.

Meet the new members of the Hall family farm. Now they must compete with 2 dogs, 3 cats and assorted wildlife. Good luck chicks.

Being a firm man, I stood my ground. We did not buy a chicken… we bought five chickens. We have no chicken house and we had no chicken feed, but we bought five baby chicks.

Oh, I have plans for a chicken coop. I probably have five or six really good ideas. I guess its time for me to get off the dime and build a chicken coop. Right now they are small and we have them in a wire cage that was  left to us by a previous owner.

Meanwhile Katherine will be making pets of my chickens and teaching them how to line dance. I am just thankful her and the local skunk family have not gotten together.

So I stopped by the local Co-op and bought a fifty pound bag of starter feed. I think I am going to need some more chickens. When we got home, we cleaned out the cages and choose the one we would start them in.Then we cleaned out the water and food dishes and we put them all together in the picture you see above.

So now, I guess, I am a Chicken Farmer.

Ed