Editor’s note: this post was drafted and lost for a long time. It was found nearly five years later and published as a matter of record in it’s draft form. It’s not a finished product.
Our fake redcap (or real Americauna) chicken has started crowing in the last day or two. And in our humble opinion, it’s one of the funniest thing that has yet happened on the farm. Join us as we foray into video, turn up your speakers, and enjoy an awkward crow.
Now, a crow is an interesting thing, and we shouldn’t be overly harsh on the fake redcap. As we’ve seen before, Little Dick sure pulls an awkward face, too.
In fact, as most of the roosters were first starting to crow, they all looked . . . possessed. Their eyes bulge a little, they get a really planted stance. Their neck goes taut, the beak parts, and then . . . a sound that you wouldn’t think lungs that small could produce. And apparently a sound that they didn’t think they could produce either, judging by the looks on their faces.
So crow on, fake redcap! Nevermind that we’ve labelled you a fake.
Well, here we are at the end of the season. It’s been a great run, and it’s a little exciting to end on a snowcapped note.
The first snow of the season officially came on October 27, but the bigger guns were pulled out yesterday, on October 29. We got about six inches of snow, enough to flicker the power a few times but not cause any serious damage. Continue reading “Snowy close out”
Today we put together some brand new laying boxes for the hens. If you’ve got a similar eye to me, you’ll immediately notice that they’re just a little bit slanty. That’s because the two support beams were made from scrap wood, so they aren’t exactly the same height. Hopefully the hens won’t mind one or two degrees of incline. Continue reading “Somewhere to Lay”
It’s raining again today. Tropical storm Maria this time. She follows up tropical storm Lee, who followed hurricane Irene. Maria should be pretty calm, but the other two dropped about six inches of rain each on the farm. That’s a foot of rain in about two weeks. We made it through in one piece, but our neighboring communities were not so lucky. Continue reading “Flooding”
Bees are supposed to live in a hive. When they are not in the hive, it is generally safe to say that something bad has happened. They could have swarmed and left the hive. There could have been a disease. In this case, a bear happened. Continue reading “Disaster Strikes the Bees”
‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said,
‘To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
And why the sea is boiling hot —
And whether pigs have wings.’
We’ll talk of many things today. The farm’s been busy, and this tardy post will cover melons, markets, and chickens all in one fell swoop. (Incidentally, has anyone ever done something in two fell swoops? Continue reading “Of markets and melons”