Spring things

Despite the lukewarm appearance,
we are insisting on the rituals of early Spring here at This Old House. 
I’ve dirted the pots for seeds…
(those are my clay pigs, FB friends thought they were real)
and rose-toned the roses around the greenhouse…
I use organic fertilizer, and make sure to only apply it around the dripline of the bush,
then mix it into the soil pretty good…
this eliminates burning the plant with the fertilizer.
I wore my new walking sneakers to do dirty work..
I always promise myself I will not crap up my new sneaks,
and I do it anyway.
I have nine hens, and usually get about five or six eggs a day…
Look at the diversity in size and color…
Who says you should only dye white easter eggs?
To get the thin stripe effect, wrap rubber bands around your eggs before you dip them in dye.
To get the big fat band, scotch tape!
To get really intense deep color, use two tablets of dye with vinegar
 in dye cup instead of recommended one.
Our favorite breakfast around here..
ask me how much I love my chickens  🙂
Happy Spring, and a joyous Easter weekend to all –

This and That

   We’re still snow covered, but it’s all just part of the scenery now. 
Had a few more inches the other night, just enough  to pretty up the dirty snow. 
That’s do-able. 
The middle hay field…
Right here is where I stand on a warm summers day
to catch the occasional ocean breezes, which come from the right of this picture…
or the smell of fresh cut hay when it’s harvest time.
Two of my favorite scents – if only they could be bottled.

The girls are not fond of the snow,
puts a damper on their free roaming ways…
but they’re still laying eggs, thanks to the red flood lamp I have in their coop.
Hens like a certain amount of daylight for laying.
Keeping them warm helps too.
My chickens eat very well too – they get their normal balanced feed,
and also table scraps – like pasta (they LOVE spaghetti) and oatmeal
and yogurt, cottage cheese, grapes, strawberries,
and whatever else is starting to wilt in the refrigerator.

A few simple changes have made our bedroom
alittle less wintry.. I needed some LIGHTNESS..
I don’t ordinarily decorate with blue accents..
but this hue, almost a robins egg, was calling to me.
Scratches and chips add to the charm, don’t you think?
Just a glance in her direction, and the tail begins to wag…always.
On my nightstand –  The Thirteenth Tale – a great read – thanks Kate.
I did try those two recipes in the previous post…
they are awesome!  Give them a try if you’re looking for something healthy and delicious.
It’s a new day, people.  Make it a good one.

Homestead happenings

  SO, Mr.Type A has been bothered by the fences we put up when we first moved to the farm.  The horse fencing was electric tape, which worked just fine, but the deer repeatedly knocked it down when attempting to jump over or through it.  The Dog run fence was, well it was just plain ugly.  Since it was the main entrance everyone used to get in and out of the house, it drove the husband nutz. Things don’t stay around for long if they’re aggravating him…..  (it’s a wonder I’m still here.)

Lacey and Coady out in the lower field…
time to come in, so I clap my hands and pretend I’m going to chase them.
Coady knows I mean business and won’t quit till he’s where he’s supposed to be,
back in their grassless paddock.
Minis get very fat very easily, and these two are chubby as it is.
Grass time is only an hour or so every few days.

Lacey waits till Coady is in the paddock and clearly not coming back out…
and then she panics, running as fast as she can to get to him.
She has Separation Anxiety.
Reunited after that agonizing three minute separation,
they get a drink of water in their stall
and then come back out….
…and stare wistfully at the big boys,
who are allowed longer periods of grass time
in the new upper grazing field.
Today was Opie and Max’s first day out in this new pasture..
we needed to make another for rotation purposes…
they’ve been eating down the one pasture we had fenced in.
The back side of a subdivision that abuts one side of our farm can be seen here…

Keeping the boys blankets clean has been a chore this year..
the ground has not frozen and so there is quite a bit of mud.  And rolling.  
Ma, how many more times are you gonna stitch up this blanket
before you call it a day and buy me a new one?
Now let’s talk chickens.
I have not gotten more than one egg every other day or so for about two months now.
My husband was all in a lather, saying…your chickens are defective!
You spoiled them and now they don’t lay eggs!
The new ones you brought home were really old ones, not young ones…
and they don’t lay anymore!
After 24 years he hasn’t quite gotten it through his head that I always have been
and always will be the animal authority in this house.
He’s the Home Builder, I’m the Dog, horse and chicken whisperer,
as it was and ever shall be.
I told him they were all freaked out by the
new flock addition and it threw them right into a molt.
They looked like featherless hell for about four weeks,
until the new feathers began to fill in.
While chickens are molting, they don’t lay eggs.
The NEW chickens weren’t laying eggs, because they were just five months old.
They needed time to mature.
Plus, the shortening of daylight hours slows down egg production.
He wasn’t having any of it.
This mindless chicken banter went on for weeks and weeks…
until….
Lo and behold….
… all re-feathered and flock frackas finished…

They’ve begun laying again, old..and new.
…and that’s all I’m gonna say about that.

It’s a farm life

Although by a real farmers standards…
a Hobby Farm.
 That’s OK by me… even Hobby farms are a lot of work.  ï»¿
Walking around the farm with my camera this weekend..
I took note of a few things.
This is what Basil looks like when you’ve let it flower and go to seed.
The aroma is heavenly, but the remaining crop spent.
We’ve given up the garden for the year, harvesting the last of the peppers
…and tomatoes!  Even a barren waste land of tomato plants will still
produce a few gems if left to their own devices.
Ok, it’s not a gem. But look at the color!

Have the leaves begun to turn in your neck of the woods?
We have the occasional tree beginning to color and shed
The grass is still growing.. amazing consider the hot dustbowl this summer produced.
25 year old Max filled out nicely because of it.
I’m hoping to keep the weight on him through the winter.
The manchild still mows regularly, and still refuses to let me take a decent picture.
This was a hasty retreat as he spied the camera.

The original hens and new hens still  choose to stay separate
except for when I close them in the coop at night.
The old girls, taking a  dust bath before the rains yesterday
under their favorite pine tree, which we have trimmed,
much to their chagrin.
The new girls barely venture out into the coop yard.
Henrietta
Raven and Snow
Andie
I am now fully aware of how the terms
“Hen Pecked”
“Pecking Order”
and..
“Don’t be a Chicken”..
came to be. 
The garden still blooms… 
If you plant nothing else next year,
sow some Zinnia seeds.
They are the flower that just keeps giving and giving…
And don’t be afraid of roses..
there are many hardy varieties out there.

I hope you’re enjoying the weekend
in whatever way brings you happiness.
A lesson I think I’ve finally absorbed..
When someone’s giving you grief in one way or another
and it befuddles you because you know you don’t deserve
or understand  it … instead of letting it gnaw at you and fester..
do yourself a favor and realize ... that 99 percent of that kind of behavior..
has nothing whatsoever to do with you. 
And then let it go.  

The Girls have arrived!

A few days ago I got a call from the post office…
My chickens had arrived and were making a racket!
Well, you would be too if you had been cramped into these boxes
with a “cell mate” for 24 hours.
I won’t buy pullets through the mail again,
although they are fine now and where they came from is a good farm.
I just don’t like the method.
Two in each.

These two are Cochins.. they have feathers on their feet!
Kinda looks like they’re wearing bellbottoms.

The black one semi-hidden is an Americauna (Ameraucana?)
They lay blue eggs…

And this sweet little hen is an Andalusian..

So far my original remaining five hens stay mostly outside the coop
and the new ones stay inside.
Not sure why the standoff, but eventually they’ll mingle more.
I won’t let the newbies free range until they fully understand
where home is.

Have I told you lately how much I love my chickens?

A whisp of Blue on Saturday morning…

  It’s a grey mist kinda day so far… and on my way up the driveway with a gator full of horse and chicken manure I came across an injured bluebird.   Sad to see it… knew there was nothing I could do for the fella… so I picked him up and put him in a nearby bluebird house.

Have I told you lately how much I love this dog?
So does the very macho teenager of the house.

I’ll spend some time today riding Opie…
and clipping those whiskers, apparently…
…While K gets ready for tomorrows horse show, the last of the season with Beemer.
This is not Beemer..
We are now at the point in the road where Beemer will not
be able to take Kristen to the next level in her riding skills..
He will continue his training with his owner.  
The dilemna is finding the right horse and situation, AFFORDABLY…
to get her where she wants to go.
Coop News! 
I finally gave up on trying to find someone in Connecticut who would sell me
four pullet hens.. not chicks, which I can get in 100 places.
I don’t have the coop space to separately raise chicks, keeping them safe from
getting picked on or killed by my adult hens.
Sooo.. I found a woman in NY state that will ship four six month olds to me
as soon as the heat dies down and they can tolerate transit.. Parcel Post!
I’ve got two cochins, an Ameraucana (sp??)  and an Andalusian coming…
This is sort of what the flock will look like,
although chickens vary.. especially the Ameraucanas….
The cochins have feathery feet!

I’ll let you know when they arrive…
Have a great weekend, all  –

Respect for Farmers…

“Abraham Lincoln created the U.S. Department of Agriculture in 1862. At that time about 90 out of every 100 Americans were farmers. Today, that number has shrunk to just 2 out of every 100 Americans. Still the motto of the U.S. Department of Agriculture is the same today as it was nearly 150 years ago. Across the bottom of the official USDA seal, are the words “Agriculture is the foundation of manufacture and commerce.”

 When we finally moved in to the completed Homestead here, Mike was eager to get a large garden going and have a stand out front to sell some of the produce.  His grandfather had a fruit and vegetable store in West Haven years ago and something in the growing of produce has always held his interest. We’ve had a small  horse farm ever since we were married 24 years ago,  but didn’t devote any large piece of the land to vegetable gardening until recently.   We also have several hay fields at This Old House that need tending. 

 What we’ve learned in the past few years is …. Farming is  HARD WORK!.. and it’s truly a science.  It’s not hard to lose an entire crop to weather or over/under-fertilization or pest infestation.  I’ve gained tremendous respect for those who tend the soil and produce food for the masses.  I’m not talking about corporate “factory”  farms, but those who are down in the trenches, the fields, the barns, the soil… from sun up to sun down.  While we’re just a hobby farm with that small stand out front, there is enough toil here for us to appreciate those who are  feeding their families off the land and making a living at it too.  I urge you to support their efforts by buying local produce whenever possible.  Your body will thank you too! Not only is their produce healtheir for you… without them present in this country’s system we’re headed down a road we don’t want to go.

A very interesting article about Family farms and their plight… http://www.sustainabletable.org/issues/familyfarms/.

 We don’t have hay equipment, so a farmer in the area brings his equipment for atleast two cuttings each summer to cut and bale the hay. He takes most of it to feed his own animals, and leaves some of the hay for us.   The hay must be cut in dry weather conditions… there needs to be enough time to mow it, thresh it into rows, and then bale it with a haybaler.  Then the bales need to be picked up out of the field and stored in a dry loft where there is plenty of air circulation, so as to prevent mold, which makes them useless for feed.  Moldy hay can make a horse very sick.  If there is a rainy season, it’s hard to get this accomplished.  Yesterday the hay was cut in most of the fields here, some of it baled, and today, before the predicted rain, they’ll try to finish what they started.   Last year we had to throw our stored hay out because it had gotten wet and was stored too tightly.  When I opened a bail to feed the horses weeks later, the mold cloud forwarned me that the hay had been ruined.  Lesson learned.

Lesson No. 2
Weeding is a bitch.
The larger the garden plots you plant,
the more weeding you’ll have to do.
These are onions – competing with weeds
Lesson #3
If you’re gonna grow berries… you’ll have to protect them from the birds
if you plan to eat any yourself.
A very fine mesh works best.  These raspberry and blueberry bushes will have a covering
very shortly, as they are already being scoped out by the birds.

Lesson #4…
Peas are happiest when you give them ample room on both sides of
a mesh net fence to grow..free and clear of other clutter.
These are now as tall as me.
And let me tell ya… I’ve never been a pea eater until we grew them ourselves.
There is no comparison in taste to what you buy at the grocery store.
It’s that good.

I’ll never get tired of silver dew drops on broccoli leaves.

Lesson #5 – No matter how badly you want to say your produce is
ALL ORGANIC.. that’s really really hard to do.  Organic farming is a very difficult
time consuming thing, and it’s not a precise science. 
That’s why your organic produce in the store is more expensive than the factory farm standard.
  Worthy practice  Absolutely…
but it’s oooh, sooo easy to want to grab that insecticide or fertilizer and sprinkle it all over
to get the easier results.   We’re doing as much of this as organically as we can,
but the temptation is there. 

Lesson #6. About those chickens…
Yes, they’re really easy.. and I love them dearly!
Those eggs are just incredible tasting, and better for you
if you feed your chickens properly.
Chickens love to free range, and if you can do so, although there are hazards…
(fox, coyote, hawks, dogs)…
it’s well worth letting them roam for a while each day.

Also, sometimes chickens just die.
I lost two a few weeks ago for no apparent reason
and after doing much research that’s what I came up with.
Two chicken experts told me the same.
My coop is clean,
They showed no signs of being sick, no parasites,
no evidence of having been attacked.  No signs of being egg bound, 
 They were fine in the morning,
then when I went back to check on them,  on two separate days,
I found one just lying there, dead.
That kind of freaks me out.
The only good thing is…
The first chicken to die..
happened to be the one who was plucking everyone elses
tail feathers out.
Karma, indeed, is a bitch.
If you’re still with me, thanks for tagging along 🙂
I recommend highly planting a little plot for yourself.
It can be a few pots on the deck or patio,
a small plot on the side of the house,
or a patch of dirt out in the back yard.
The rewards you reap are worth the effort
and getting back to the land  just feels good.

10 Reasons to Love Eggs

 1. Eggs are great for the eyes. According to one study, an egg a day may prevent macular degeneraton due to the carotenoid content, specifically lutein and zeaxanthin. Both nutrients are more readily available to our bodies from eggs than from other sources.

2. In another study, researchers found that people who eat eggs every day lower their risk of developing cataracts, also because of the lutein and zeaxanthin in eggs.

3. One egg contains 6 grams of high-quality protein and all 9 essential amino acids.

4. According to a study by the Harvard School of Public Health, there is no significant link between egg consumption and heart disease. In fact, according to one study, regular consumption of eggs may help prevent blood clots, stroke, and heart attacks.

5. They are a good source of choline. One egg yolk has about 300 micrograms of choline. Choline is an important nutrient that helps regulate the brain, nervous system, and cardiovascular system.

6. They contain the right kind of fat. One egg contains just 5 grams of fat and only 1.5 grams of that is saturated fat.

7. New research shows that, contrary to previous belief, moderate consumption of eggs does not have a negative impact on cholesterol. In fact, recent studies have shown that regular consumption of two eggs per day does not affect a person’s lipid profile and may, in fact, improve it. Research suggests that it is saturated fat that raises cholesterol rather than dietary cholesterol.

8. Eggs are one of the only foods that contain naturally occurring vitamin D.

9. Eggs may prevent breast cancer. In one study, women who consumed at least 6 eggs per week lowered their risk of breast cancer by 44%.

10. Eggs promote healthy hair and nails because of their high sulphur content and wide array of vitamins and minerals. Many people find their hair growing faster after adding eggs to their diet, especially if they were previously deficient in foods containing sulphur or B12.

In my first year of raising and tending chickens,
I am absolutely loving it.
You can’t beat a farm fresh organic egg.
No pun intended.

 
  Happy Easter, all!

Good Morning!

W

e’re finally having typical end-of-March weather in the northeast.  I wasn’t complaining about the early summer, tho!  However, a return to normal is probably for the best, worldwise.   We jumped the gun and planted peas and pansies last week – all have survived the inevitable frost, although a little worse for the wear.

Even the crocus in my shell garden are “burnt”. 
It’s a beautiful spring morning, so I lugged my camera along on barn and coop chores.
I’ve got new muck shoes.. plastic sloggers I found at the hardware store.
They’re kinda like crocs, only more comfortable!
Don’t mind the dog-haired yoga pants… it is what it is.

As soon as I let the chickens out of their coop in the AM, they are looking to the ground
for the treats I leave.  Today it’s tomatoes left over from last night’s dinner
and dry oatmeal sprinkled about.

Treats my chickens love – oatmeal, tomatoes, raisins, cracked corn, canned corn, corn on the cob
popcorn, lettuce of any kind, sunflower seeds,  yogurt, stale bread crumbled, meal worms – blech.
Up at the barn, the horses have finished their grain and are waiting to be turned out.
Max wears a cribbing collar (which I hate, but it’s necessary)
because he sucks wind (to get high!) … and wind-sucking, or cribbing, causes him to colic
 if he does it too much.
It’s a bad habit that you hope a horse doesn’t develop.
The strap prevents him from being able to do it enough to cause colic.
The decision to blanket or not blanket horses is an individual one…
 many feel horses don’t need blanketing and if left along to grow their own natural coat,
they don’t need it, especially if they have shelter from the elements and are well fed.
Opie comes from a line of quarter horses bred for show, who were never allowed to
grow winter coats.  And so, he never grows a thick enough coat to keep himself
warm. I’ve tried to get his body to do so, it just doesn’t happen. 
Thus, he is blanketed in Winter.  Max’s owner has always blanketed him as well,
although he grows an exceptional winter coat.  At his advanced age of 25
keeping weight on him is difficult and necessary.  The blanket helps keep his body
insulated, and keep his body weight acceptable in winter months.
We have piles of different weight blankets in the barn for the boyz.
The blanket swapping depending on weather is definitely a nuisance.


Miniature horses like Lacey and Coady
grow ample winter coats, they never need blanketing.
Since it’s warm out this morning, blankets have been switched to “windbreaker”.

I’m going to talk myself into yoga in a few minutes…
Wherever you are, I hope you are able to get out there and enjoy the day.
Spring allergies have kicked in.. Benadryl, here I come.


Spring is in the air

Spring is in the air today and I am loving it.
The horses blankets are off,
the trees have buds
and the chickens are laying more eggs again.
Speaking of chickens… we’ve enjoyed this first year of
chicken keeping so much that I’ve decided to expand my
flock just alittle.  I can’t add too many, as the size of coop
and run per chicken is important for their well being. I’m not hatching chicks this year,
although I loved the experience… because I don’t have a way to
separate them in the coop from the adults, who are now a year old.
The bigs would pick on the littles, and that’s just not happening here.
So.. I found a local who raises chicks for others and then sells them
as “pullets”.. or young laying hens.  He is ordering six for me..
two speckled sussex, two sicilian buttercups, and two white leghorns.

Our adventure into chicken raising and organic egg eating
has been a pleasure.  If you’ve got the room and have considered
keeping chickens, I highly recommend it, as they are easy to
keep and the quality and taste of the eggs is unbeatable.
Certainly better than what you get in the grocery store.
Mike has been debating what he might change in the vegetable gardens
this year.  Last year we learned what’s happy in our plots,
what’s very difficult to grow, and what we grew too much of that
wasn’t eaten by us or sold at the farm stand.
Corn, cukes, squah, onions and  especially tomatoes will always be a big hit.
Melons were difficult, but we love them – soil needs to be enhanced.
Butternut squash…grew prolifically, we don’t like it and we didn’t sell much on the stand.
In the perennial gardens, a lot was planted toward the end of last year around the backyard
borders. I’m curious to see what will come up and thrive this year.
I know one thing… Zinnias will be planted in abundance.
I was truly amazed at how much flower power we got from our one little bunch.
I plan to expand that patch tenfold.
Normally all images are mine. Today I’m using googled images as reference.
Great blog I read about in Martha Stewart Living…gardening a small plot in the city.
..and travel! My kind of blog.