My chicks are doing great. The broilers are really getting big. I love feeding the hens out of my hand. They come running to me now as I come in the coop. Really, raising them is more fun than I thought it would be. I thought this would be to teach the grandkids that food just doesn’t magically appear but someone had to work for us to eat it. We have had a couple of hen parties in the coop. The grandkids love to bring their friends over and show off their hens. I made way to many potatoes for Easter but my girls helped me out. They ate a whole pie plate full and were looking for more. My dear husband did a great job with the coop. The fence is up and on warm days the chickens have been outside. He likes things more rustic then I do but for a coop it is a cool rugged look. With watering them twice a day and washing up their feeding trays I think I need a garden sink of some sort. After looking on the web and thinking about it I have a few ideas. I need it for washing veggies, potting plants and now for watering the chickens. I have always held to “form follows functions” but with a garden sink I think it might be more like “form follows FUNKtion”. Got any ideas you would like to share? What is your latest project?
I have been a bit behind in my posts. Just a quick update. My chicks are doing wonderful. With this unseasonal warm weather we are having they are all having a great time in the coop already.
The sad news I have is our 10 month old dogs ran away on Sunday. I have been using every spare moment I have to post to lost dog sites like http://www.animalhumanesociety.org/lostandfound. We miss them. If they weren’t such good bird dogs they would be safe and sound in their dog house right now but that goose was too good looking for them not to chase. Off they went leashes and all. For now their dog house sits empty waiting for their return!
Yesterday we loaded up the mini van with the grandkiddos and took a little road trip to Runnings farm store. We came home with 3 boxes of chicks. I can’t tell you who was more excited the kids or me. The kids each had a choice between Black Sex Link and Buff Orpingtonpullets. They giggled as the gal tried to catch the ones they each chose. I chose 25 Cornish Cross Broilers for meat. We went home with 31 chicks. 3 of each of the layers and 25 meat birds. On the way home the kids talked about names that they wanted. I reminded them that we shouldn’t name the meat chicks because it would be harder when it was time to butcher. They all argued because they thought they all should have names. My oldest granddaughter came up with a solution. The meat chicks would be named Dinner #1, Dinner #2 and Dinner #3… That way they would remember they would be eating the chickens when they grew up. Pretty smart huh? Well we all thought so. I had taken the large dog creat we have for our big dogs and took it apart so I had two halves. My dear hubby had cut plywood to be placed where the door goes. After a few tries he came up with my tripod to hang the brooder light from. We put the water and feed tray in and then the kids put in the chicks. All this was in the bathroom.
The windows were put in the chicken coop on Saturday. My dear husband just has to frame up the other side that will be the covered outside roost area. Then the run. I think this project is coming along nicely. I only hope raising the chicks will be as nice! How’s your projects going?
Our outdoor projects are coming along nicely. My dear husband finished his little barn. It is just waiting for some warm weather to be stained. It turned out to be a really nice size. I’ll have to get out and get some updated images for you to see. If your following this blog I don’t think you will even recognize the chicken coop. We decided to go over the outside instead of finishing the inside of it. My dear hubby added a steeper roof line for the metal roofing too. He wanted it to be a bit more rustic so he went into the woods looking for a couple of trees he could use as posts. He came back in ranting and raving about someone taking his trees. I couldn’t imagine who would steal our trees. When I looked at him bewildered he told me to come out and see. I found some boots and followed him into our woods. The evidence was clear. Beavers were clearing our land faster than we wanted them too. It was amazing they have built-in measuring tapes. The trees were gnawed into 8 foot lengths.
They had even started to drag them out to the pond. With the warmer weather coming all projects were put on hold. My dear husband revved up the 4 wheeler. He was going after his trees! No beavers were going to beat him at this game. We started to think of ways to protect certain trees from the beavers. We talked about using wire to wrap the trees in. My daughter remembered a pin I had pinned on Pinterest and thought it would be a great way to protect the trees.
I didn’t anticipate leap day being much of a day out of the norm but it really was. Up here in the northern part of the USAwe look forward to a snow day every once in a while at least. The day started out early with a recorded call from the school superintendent saying how school would be closed due to weather. After turning the TV on to check out the weather and road conditions you get to crawl back into bed to sleep in. As each kid wakes up they start to realize it is a snow day that’s why they got to sleep in. At breakfast the excitement starts to build as the discussion of what each kid wants to make in the snow first is voiced. It is like a bonus day, a free day, a day that doesn’t count. You get to do something you hadn’t planned on doing that day. Being this was the first snow day we have had since we move to our little farm I thought I should go out and check on everything. Our 15-year-old told me I would want my camera so I grabbed it on the way out the door. The snow was beautiful but the rain that came before the snow had turned to ice. Then that wet sticky kind of snow was on top of that. The branches sagged under all the weight. It was kind of eery for some reason.
Some were bending down to the driveway. Some had broken and were laying on the ground, shed roof and the fence. The very fence we had just fixed on Saturday. I closed the gate to the pasture and unplugged the new fencer. I didn’t want that to burn out again. I continue to walk down our township road and take images of the ice and snow.
windmill in disguise
Once back in the house it was time to start warming up by baking. The kids played outside for hours and had warm chocolate chip cookies when they came in. A day like this called for soup or stew so beef stew was made for supper with cranberry muffins.
warm cranberry muffin
The night was wrapped up by planting some sweet pepper seeds. That task reminded me that spring is right around the corner and the snow won’t last long.
If you are a horse owner, or like us and are horse caregivers, one of the last things you want to hear is “your horses are out”. I can’t describe the panic that comes over you when you hear those words. We were having a quiet saturday morning working on the 3rd or 4th cup off coffee when our neighbors drove up the driveway with the dreaded news. The horses were out of the paddock and on the road. The whole house went into high gear. It was a pretty cold morning so the Carhartt overhauls were flying on fast. I chose my little slip on boots instead of my big snow boots because I didn’t know if I would have to run. At the end of the driveway was a welcoming site. The horses were eating a bale of straw outside of the hay tent. They must of followed the neighbors down the road when they came up the driveway. We got them in halters on led ropes and checked out where they had gotten out. Our mouths were pretty much wide open when we saw the damage they did to the fence.
My dear husband was not happy. He had built the fence when it was 100 degrees out last July and now would have to repair it when it was 15 degrees out. The good news was the sun was out and shining nicely. We thanked our neighbors for coming to get us and they replied ” we just watch out for each other out here.” I’m so glad they did. Thanks Don and Jan!
The project for the day was suppose to be the chicken coop but after the horses decided to become escape artist our plans changed. As my dear hubby worked on the fence our 15 year old came home from work. She had called for a ride home just before Don and Jan came. When we didn’t come and get her she called a family friend for a ride. Thanks Greg. She and I decided to install the new fencer. The old one had burned out last week. I was hammering in a nail and missing every 3 or 4 times so she wanted to do it. She was missing every other time so we started to get the giggles. Well, it is even harder to nail something while laughing so this project took us twice as long as it should of. When we got done she looked at our mini and said “I think I should ride him”. I said “go ahead”.
Here is a picture of her on our mini named “Fat Chance”. The other horses didn’t think the whole thing was funny and kept running and kicking up their heals. Some times projects need to be put on hold just so you can have fun. Boy did we have fun! Did you get a project done or did you have fun?