Sometimes I wonder about myself …

Wally and I both had a restless night.  I don’t know why.  Maybe because it was warm, even with the back door open.  One of the things that woke me up last night was to think to myself, why the hell have I not started tomatoes, peppers and eggplants in the house?  I have the potting soil, I have the peat pots (which I won’t need to replace because it is easy enough to make your own pots) and I have the seeds.  I bought a lot of seedlings last year from a local organic gardener, but I don’t know if he’s doing the seedlings this year.  I say to myself I don’t have a greenhouse; well, I don’t need a greenhouse … excuses, excuses, excuses.  Now I just need to find out where I put the potting soil and peat pots.  Sometimes, I simply can’t master the simplest things.

It’s going to be a beautiful weekend.  Saturday is taken up by the Farmer’s Market, but Sunday Wally and I have a big day planned: moving the ShelterLogic Hay House.  I don’t know who is more excited about getting it up near the goat shelter, Wally or me.  I think I am.  You should see it rock in the wind!  I think it will be more sheltered from the wind up in the poultry pasture.  It will make it so much easier to feed the animals.  It may be a little bit difficult getting the hay in there, we’ll need to plan on doing it only when the ground is relatively dry so we don’t tear up the ground in the poultry or goat pastures.

We left Faith in with the babies last night.  She gave me a really bad time milking her yesterday morning.  I finally gave up and brought her in the baby pen and let them milk her for me.  She wasn’t happy with that arrangement, but she needed to be milked out.  We gave her a large dose of vitamin C last night which will likely give her diarrhea, but hopefully it will clear the calcium stone that she’s got lodged in her nipple.  I almost wish I left her where she was this week.

Between the goats and Gwen, I got five and a half gallons yesterday!  I’ve seen some web sites (or blogs) that list on the side bar the amount of food their farm produces.  I wish I were disciplined enough to do that for Spellcast as it would be interesting to see.

I drank three-quarters of a gallon of milk yesterday!  In addition to the milk, I ate a muffin for breakfast (not good!) and a light supper.  I don’t feel so “puffy” as I have been feeling.  I am craving another muffin this morning so I’m drinking a glass of milk right now to try to combat those cravings.  My homeopath recommended that I add a raw egg yolk to the milk and I might try to do that, but I don’t know if I’ll like the flavor as much.  In the past when I added raw eggs to my milk, I had to add a little bit of chocolate syrup to off-set the flavor.

The three Roaster Rabbits continue to do well in their tractor.  I moved the Cornish X chicks to the rabbit barn and will keep them in there for now.  Once we get a rabbit tractor done (Wally is supposed to do that on Saturday, IF I can get him to stop watching basketball!) I’ll probably move them back into the tractor the rabbits are in.  Putting them in the duck house and then letting them out with the other chickens wasn’t working well because they get underfoot so much and don’t move!  One (or more!) of them was going to get injured.  On Sunday, the plan is to get those Roaster Rabbits processed and in the freezer at which point I’ll move the young fryers into the tractor and see how that goes.  So far, the Roaster Rabbits are not digging.  I need to put some sort of a box in the tractor for them to go into and hide if they feel like they want to do that.  Last night, Wally seemed to appreciate having the rabbits on the ground.

Off to milk.

Until later …



2 Replies to “Sometimes I wonder about myself …”

  1. Your place sounds like my place. I need to butcher 6 Ducks, so I can move my Runner Ducks into that house, so the Muscovy breeders have their own house, so I don’t have any cross breeding of Muscovy and Runner…that would be a funny combo for sure! It seems on a small farm, there is always a shuffle taking place.

  2. You butcher your own ducks? Lord, that must be a lot of work to butcher ducks. Chickens are bad enough! I have a question about your butterfly method. Do you process them that way? It seems like it would make processing easier. We regularly cross Khaki Campbell with Runner ducks, a good laying cross; I’m sure mixing Runners with Muscovy doesn’t result in the best meat bird. Glad I found you!

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