No one really thought that all 12 baby turkeys would grow up into big turkeys, but the man took very good care of them. He will miss them. He wanted to give them to our friends for Thanksgiving, and I had always been hesitant as to how that was going to play out, as I … Continue reading
and are fearless. and poopie and they make him happy. 🙂 “It is the chiefest point of happiness that a man is willing to be what he is.” Desiderius Erasmus 1465-1536
and his turkeys are doing great. He still has 12. I have definitely contemplated quitting my day job, but haven’t really had much of a chance to think about it. As far as an update goes, we have been working on a llama rodeo the last few days, and did get them penned. They have … Continue reading
Eventful day, with those two in Dallas. First of all I have been in utter (udder) worry over the huge bag of Eleanor, as this is the 6th day I have not milked her, having to dry her up now, and it seems to be going down a little. It is not as big as … Continue reading
He has never liked turkey at Thanksgiving, and always wanted me to make ham instead. The last two turkeys I made though, I brined for three days and they were very, very good, and so he wanted a “traditional Easter turkey” this year instead of lamb. Ha! Now that he is a full time farmer, … Continue reading
Last week we helped some friends process some of their ducks (more on that later.) I asked if they were going to keep the feet for bone broth, and they were a bit horrified because the feet were so nasty. I showed them how to peel the nasty parts off, revealing a sparkling clean foot, … Continue reading
I’ve had a few inquiries as to if we’ve eaten the Silkies yet. Why in the world would anyone want to eat Silkies? The articles in this post explain it. Well, for one thing, we have not eaten them because they are the only ones laying eggs right now, tiny little things, and I’m grateful … Continue reading
What? Â You mean this Ginger? Yes, that Ginger, even though she is too small for a husband, and really has never laid an egg. Â At the end of the Chicks Out Of Control saga, you may recall that Ginger became broody and comotose sitting on an empty nest, pining away for her own brood. Â I … Continue reading
Where are those ducklings? One of the mama ducks abandoned her post and now has her hubby all to herself and left the tiny quackers with the other mom. We have been concerned as to where she is hiding them in the tall meadow grass and thought they were all but lost. On one of … Continue reading
Not that I ever had any, but I have totally lost control, and so have the hens. Â Broody hens and ducks everywhere. That is what I get for neglecting to hunt down and collect all the eggs from random sitters longing to be mothers. On June 26th the first of the ducklings began to hatch. … Continue reading
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