Darn these knees! The swelling wont go away. I have so much to do. I have 3 trays of 72 tomato plants, plus another tray with 16 plants. I have squash plants, more broccoli, and green peppers. I have more beans to plant... That is not counting my herb garden!
Heal knees... HEAL!
I have finished the romaine lettuce planting, It was planted in waves. We are eating delicious green crispy lettuce every day. It is fabulous. My duckies love it as well. I highly suggest you plant this type of lettuce with your cold crops. It doesn't do well in the heat of the summer, but what an awesome spring harvest, Best part is, we harvest it and eat it within 30 minutes. My labor of love has been fruitful thus far. I even have more romaine seeds germinating! What a giver those seeds are. I have a couple of bowls, filled with dirt and poof, salad. Easy to plant, even if you grow it in containers and even if you thumbs are not green. I promise.
I hobbled up the hill and pulled some garlic for tonight's dinner. Penne pasta and some salad.
|baby garlic and romaine|
|in the garlic patch|
|garlic freshly pulled up|
My poor Deer has an udder giving her trouble. Rusty and I got her flowing last night. She was so cute, licking me while I milked her. The milk looks white, so she should be ok. Today I went in and stripped all the milk on that side again. My goodness she is a good milk producer! Oprah, her kid, is definitely not having feeding problems. Every time I pick her up she does a golden yellow stinky baby turd. Not unlike a human newborn's poo. I then immediately put her down, and out comes the pee. A good sign that she is getting milk. Just like a human baby. My kids gave me plenty of experience for dealing Deer's kids. I am not going to say anything about my udders. Nope, not going there.
My duckling are getting so big! They spend their days now outside in a duck-shangra-la. Swimming pool, shade tent, water, clover and grasses, and fresh greens. They have been upgraded from chick food to flock grower food. Big duckies.
The President Day chicks hang out with the ducks when it is time to eat. But certainly birds of a feather really do flock together. Both flocks are not really interested in the other.
|free roaming chickens|
|that is washington, the cockerel, with his head up|
|pekin and indian runner ducklings|
|storm, a runner duck|
|cloud, a runner duck|
|duck pretending to be a swan|
Evidently, Tractor Supply got some chicks mixed up. I bought 4 Brahma straight run chicks. They grew up and, well, have a look...
|2 brahma chicks|
|2 brahma chicks with some mixed chicks|
|2 brahmas, and 1 not a brahma|
|I am not brahma. I am a cornish rock.|
So. yes, this chicken was bought with the other brahmas chicks. It is a cornish rock, a chicken bred to be a meat chicken. It will eventually die from it's sheer size. The mortality rate is high, even for their short projected life span. They eat and grow rapidly. This particular chicken can barely walk it is so big. So you are looking at an organic meal. There is one already in the freezer, it was killed by meany pants the Rhode Island Red Roo, or a hawk, but if it was a hawk, why was it left for dead? I have to come out of denial and put the blame where it belongs...
If my knees don't heal, I will have to break it to Earl that he will have to be my riding pony.
Although, I am not too sure he would want to be a pony or have anybody ride him. I can tell by his body language. :-) He is such a good boy. I adore him. How about a donkey cart Earl? We can get matching hats.
Well, I guess you might want to take a look at the bunnies, now that I am showing everybody. Here they are with their Momma, Tahoe. They are sweet little puff-balls! It is almost time for them to move out of Mom's house. They are all eating bunny food. Good job Tahoe. I know motherhood is not easy. But we do our best.
That is the farm update. Stay tuned for more... and there is more coming! Just wait and see.
|late spring garlic and wildflowers|
wild wonderful ~crow