Farm Updates

    We’ve had a small horse farm for most of our adult life, but chickens are new territory this year.  I’ve learned a few things.  Chickens are mean to one another on occasion and sometimes even cannabalistic. I find this disturbing.   I am now fully aware of the origin of the phrase “Pecking Order”.   My blue laying  Auracana hen is at the bottom of it… and her bottom is what the others have been pecking at. I had treated all for stick fleas several times, to no avail.  It was getting so that the poor girl was no longer laying and all her tail feathers were gone, plus she’d walk out in the morning from a night of hen-pecking with a bloody hind end.  you’re welcome.

What to do.  The local chicken guy said “it’s nature, they’re gonna do it anyway, you just gotta let ’em. ”   I could not sit back and watch, doing nothing at all.   What I know is…a red heat lamp when chicks are young is supposed to deter them from pecking at each other, but you don’t want too much heat in an adult hen house, even in winter.  Husband suggested red light.  So, I found  a red “party light” at the hardware store and put it in the hen house to see if it would deter the damn pecking.  I also started sprinkling the hen-pecked hen’s butt with corn starch to stop the red look and blood specs from attracting the chickens to attack.  It worked!   My blue egged girl is back to laying and her behind is healing.   I also have the added benefit of more eggs, as egg production slowed down once daylight hours were at a minimum.  Now with the extra light, more eggs are being produced once again.

By the way… I want to know what people do with a “red party light” anyway.
Maybe I don’t.


I don’t know which is doing all the hen-pecking..
They’re not talking.


Poor Ethel – just one tail feather left.
Heading up the hill… it’s very grey and damp this morning.

 A few new additions at the barn…
The gator has a home on the left side of the barn now (keeps out snow and rain)

It’s windy on the hill and the boys manes, tails and hay are blowing with it….


It should be snow season, not mud season.

 Husband has installed an interlocking rubber brick isle so that the farrier can do his work on a level surface, important for proper trimming of hooves,  and we’re not trudging in mud when cleaning out stalls.
This is a better gift to me than any piece of jewelry out of the finest store…
He jokes about this, but I bet he’s grateful… sorta.
Well, that’s a lie… truth be told.. he says..

It woulda been CHEAPER if you liked jewelry better than horses, who you kiddin.

moving along…

We brought the cuppola from our previous home
and installed it…
And the most exciting news at the barn is the new wood pellet bedding I have just discovered.  During a recent visit to a large barn I saw these pellets being used as bedding… did some research and it was hailed as the best, safest, most economical bedding.  So I gave it a try.  I LOVE IT!!  Much easier to clean, easier on my arthritic back, The pellets break down into really soft bedding, and it’s cheaper, less waste, than the pine shavings I’ve been using for all these years. The price of bagged pine shavings is outrageous, so finding a more cost effective alternative that’s easier on the work load is a beautiful thing.

Coady and Lacey approve.

 The gardens are confused.. although if we can believe the forecast,
they are about to be reminded of the season we’re actually in…

Rainy Day Thoughts on Red and Random stuff

  Black and neutral, beige and white. These are the colors I have always been drawn to. But you know.. as I get older, I’m truly appreciating the full spectrum, even wearing some of it!  …Sometimes.  Red, in particular, has been pulling me in.

  After cleaning out all the holiday stuff, I started throwing out cluttery stuff too.  Which got me to changing up rooms a little, simplifying the look some.   Got me thinking… why am I holding on to all of this STUFF?  George Carlin had a good schtick on STUFF.   

 My kitchen island, which used to be home to the Fairy Garden complete with Betta bowls,  now looks like this….

I bought this heart for $4. at TJMaxx.
It’s heavy in your hand, a little bigger than your palm.
The tray is made from recycled wood and I love it for it’s imperfection.
I bought the heart to remind myself…
to be kind to ME too. To accept me and my own imperfections, finally…
because what I am isn’t so bad after all.
Bad habits die hard, you know.
 

The master bedroom was beginning to collect clutter, so I simplified there too.
And the look has changed some.
With splashes of red.
This print, from Pier 1,  is part of the deal…
as is this mini chandelier and plantation shutters in the bathroom.
Husband said “Chandelier in the BATHROOM??”
Why ever not.  When did we create such silly, binding rules..
Besides, it’s small and it was cheap.
It reminds me of the bigger one my grandmother had in her dining room
It had dangling crystals like this one.
My eight year old self was sure the Hope Diamond lived among us
right there on Bard Avenue in Nanas little brick house.
 I’ll reveal the finished look when I’m done decluttering.
I’ve also being stewing over the news I’m reading….
, C*sey A*thony’s new look and viral videos, Coach Sandusky’s
disgusting state of “affairs” and J*ran Vand*ersl**t and his hideous non-face.

These are rants I’de like to dispurse,

but to talk about it here would probably attract nut cases.
PS… I tried that Cake in a Cup (see previous post)…
OH my LORD, the stuff is good. And easy.
I mean, who would think …
stir it all up, stick it in a cup and microwave for ONE MINUTE…
and it’s awesome cake goodness.
The myth is true!  Try it and tell me what you think.

Cake in a Cup from Cheyenne

 Little Prairie Baby’s Cheyenne doesn’t blog often, but when she does, it’s always an enjoyable post. I love her frank approach to everything.  She lives way out on the Prairie, a beautiful, rustic, and perhaps sometimes lonely place … and makes the most of it, raising her family with love, humor and good decorating…lol…well it’s the truth.  She has a knack, although I bet she’s snickering right this very minute.

I hope you don’t mind, Cheyenne –  I’m sharing your Cake in a Cup love here…

http://littleprairiebaby.blogspot.com/2012/01/cake-in-cup.html

Sort of like Red Lobster

…but different.  Have you ever had those yummy bisquits they serve at Red lobster?  The exact recipe is out there somewhere, but this one is close enough.  Hearty,  great tasting, easy to make, perfect with a bowl of soup or stew on a winter evening.

Not quite Red Lobster bisquits

2 cups Bisquick baking mix

1/2 cup cold water
3/4 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
1/4 cup butter
A few shakes of dried parsley
A few shakes of garlic powder
Just alittle salt and pepper

Directions:

Heat oven to 450.  Combine all ingredients, dough will be sticky!…. form into bisquit shape and place on an ungreased baking sheet . Melt additional butter sprinkled with parsley and garlic and brush on bisquit tops. Bake until done, approx. 8 minutes.  Bisquits will begin to brown. 

The moon greeting me this morning as I walked up the hill to feed the horses…

My buddy Ben and Ipad App coolness.

  
Danes are just a different level of dog all together, I’m convinced.  They really do think they are exactly whatever we are… (that would be human)… and should live accordingly.  Ben will sit on the couch just as we do, he would just as soon eat at the table right next to us.  Maybe it’s because they are so big…. The expressions on a Dane’s face are remarkable.  You can tell when he’s worried.. when he’s afraid, when he’s curious, when he is SOOO happy to see you –  his whole forhead scrunches up and ears pin back and he SMILES, I tell ya.  And when you hurt his feelings?….oh, the wounded look.     He doesn’t like having his picture taken and if you are trying, he  will do his best to STAY, but he’s not really cooperating.

 This is the “I’m not looking at that camera”  look.
Nope, uh-uh.
  *sigh*
picture a doglike heavy sigh and eye roll, if he could.
And my no-makeup on a Sunday evening look,
because who am I trying to fool anyway 🙂

No drooling on the table, Ben!
This is the wounded look. Scolded for begging with face on table.
Because he can.

Since both chicks were in the nest last night…
we played with Ipad apps.  Heat Sensor camera. Pretty cool.

If you have apple products (ipad, iphone) have you discovered
Words with Friends yet?  it’s basically Scrabble, and you can
play it against anyone you are friends with on Facebook or Twitter .

I don’t do Twitter.  Am I the only one who thinks it’s a little narcissistic and silly?

No offense if YOU do Twitter, I’m just sayin.

So back to Words. You also don’t have to spend a lot of time doing it…

You can make your move..and your friend can take their turn a day later,
or whenever it’s convenient.
If the kids are gonna be on their “equipment”…
atleast they are learning something valuable, right?

Cottage by the sea

Those who are lucky enough to live by the water..
are lucky enough.

I have always been a lover of homes…
I enjoy seeing what other people do with their living spaces
…should have been a realtor. 
Married a builder, next best thing perhaps.
Except for today…
when the man is on his third day of no carbs diet and he is
absolutely miserable   charming to be around.
The house below is one I have drooled over for many years…
 not far from here, down on the water in an unpretentious, family oriented town.
I can see myself living here, can’t you?

This is their view….

If I ever see a FOR SALE sign go up on this cottage…