In real time, right now, the back door opens. I hear someone coming upstairs, there is a voice, Mr. Bootsie. He is saying, "You were right, she is gone." Off went the computer, I made my way down the stairs. One of my babies, One who has lived with us for the last 8 years, went to chickie-bird heaven today. She now has a final resting place in the garden. There she is with other chickens who have lived on our farm. The chicken journey began 8 years ago and some of my older girls are just getting tired, They have had a good life as there is no concern about hawks and wild animals getting into the run or coop. We try not to run out of food for them. I chose this responsibility and have made it my mission to take care of my girls. We are so grateful for the 4 little girls who are now 2 and 1/2 months old. They have a place on the farm, but most of all they have a place in my heart. They made the adjustment from baby chicks to pullets so quickly. They are in the hen house on the roosting poles at nighttime and in the run during the day. This was the easiest time I have ever had introducing the chicks to the older girls. Oh, they get chased a little but the little ones know how to get away.
|Rest in Peace Sweet Girl|
I pushed the garden and there are chances of frost or freezing we continue to have covering in place if we need to use it. Garden is producing onions, spinach and kale. With the temperatures being so warm, the plants in the garden are growing. As I wait for the next low on next Wednesday I decided to stop setting out plants. There were wild violet blossoms picked to make jelly. More blackberries removed from the freezer to make wine. I may need to fill a couple of gallon jugs with water to go into the bottom of the freezer, I do this to keep the freezer filled to the top.
The goats seem to be getting along great. They, so much, want to get outside and graze. I want to start looking for mushrooms, I think we can work together, goats walk and graze while Momma walks and searches for srooms. We are learning about mushrooms, far from an expert. Just fun for me to have one more reason to spend time in the woods.
I think March was good to us. A lot of the garden is planted and up. A number of transplants are waiting for the weather to say okay, it is time for you to go into the soil. Flowers are blooming the red bud tree is loaded with blooms. Babies are growing all of this makes for happy, happy farmers.