My goal was to read 50 books this year, and I just made it under the wire.
Now that you know how many chickens you can have, it is time to gear up. You will need a lot of stuff.
First a brooder box. We’ve had a few different brooders. We started with a cardboard box, we’ve used a plastic tote, and a wooden box. It can be anything that will keep them together, but not crowded.
Ultimately, we built them a fancy brooder, but a box will do.
Items of note on this brooder. Three hinged tops, and lights built in. Also, you can’t see it, but it has wheels and a wagon handle to pull it. That way once it is warmer, we can pull it into the sun for some fresh air. When it is in use, we keep it in the garage.
Are laying right now. It is beautiful. We no longer have a blue layer, but we have at least one green layer, and someone appears to lay mauve eggs. I suspect a blue x darker brown egg, maybe the cuckoo Marans. And our black copper Marans are laying those lovely chocolate brown eggs.
Color isn’t quite right on the pic, but you can see the variety.
We are getting between four and nine eggs per day. Going to have to start selling them again soon.
A confession: I’m not great with money. There are a lot of reasons for it, but the main one was that there were a few years where I had very little income, and even thinking about my situation gave me a panic attack. I just couldn’t deal.
Yes, I understand the irony of a tax person not being able to deal with finances.
Yet another holiday without family. I stole the name of my state of being from my brother-in-law who has had a different drink every night since things shut down in March. We all have the things we do to pass the time. I colored my hair fun colors. Just the stripe of white, like Anna has.
…and two steps back. Ugh. Went to the doctor. X-ray was fine, but the swelling and pain tell a different story. So, after two glorious nights in my own bed, I’m back in the hospital bed. Compression sock on the bad ankle.
Plus, now I found out that I have to have surgery in January to take out the pins (screws stay in). Good news, new vacation days… bad news, new deductible.
Good thing I sprung for the lower deductible.
Zero stars, do not recommend breaking your leg. Just saying.
Growing up in the city, I didn’t have to deal with rodents. Now that I live in the country, they are approaching normal.
We are in an old house, so entry holes have been created over the last 120 years. Oh, and one of the first cold nights, we forgot to lock the door and some wildlife got in.
The cats are good about taking care of them. But they of course present them to us as gifts.
Last night, I did not cover myself in glory. The cats were chasing a mouse, and it jumped up onto my bed and into my lap. I screamed like a little girl.