Some days it seems like the chickens are all on the same page: consistent egg sizes. Some days, some hens just have to be different:
The other morning I woke up to the strangest sound: a rooster crowing. And I thought – “Now what has my neighbor gone and done – gotten a flock of roosters again (as he did a couple years ago)?” There’s just not much sense in that. But this crowing sounded too close to be floating… Continue reading Hello, Handsome!
We used to work on a farm in New Hampshire. This time of year was spent gearing up for Maple Syrup season. And digging out from underneath three or four feet of snow. And harvesting blocks of ice from the pond up to 2 feet thick. Yikes. So we moved to Virginia. Today we moved… Continue reading Sweet Virginia