Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Blue

Today was very long. Not long in a bad way either.

The couple who live on up the road from us let their dog out this morning and she got in a tangle with a coyote. My neighbor saw it, and shot at it, but missed. Their dog, Dixie (a boxer) got hurt and is on antibiotics, but she is ok. Poor baby, she is so sweet.

It makes me think of yesterday when my dogs were going crazy barking in that direction. There is an animal corridor that follows the hollow and runs along the side of our property and on to the river. I went out there and looked around hoping to spot deer or the fox who comes by. But I saw nothing. I know there was more than a squirrel or wild rabbit because the dogs were so freaked out. It could have been the coyote.

A couple years back one came and got a neighbor's goats. That time the coyote was shot and killed. I shuddered a little when they told me the story. Now I am thinking about the same scenario but if it was my  sweet nanny goat Deer. I have the rifle ready. If it was between her and a coyote... well you know who I would pick.

I did some research on coyotes. It was thought that the ridges of these mountains kept them at bay, but now WV is a wild and wonderful place for coyotes as well. Something interesting I read about spotting them: a coyote will run with his tail down, a wolf runs with his tail straight and a dog will run with his tail up. So if you catch a glance of one, you will know by the tail. Coyotes eat small mammals, like squirrels mice and rats, and they have been known to take down a deer. But they like farm animals. I guess they are easy targets. I am closing everybody in tonight. Sling Blade the pig came down from the garden all on his own It was like he knew he needed to be closed up. Otherwise, it would have taken a whole lot of toast with maple syrup to get him to come. He seemed really happy to be with the goats. Happy to have a place to scratch his back. He kept knocking the water buckets over so Rusty gave him a kiddie pool. Cute. They are a happy little family, the goats, pig and chickens. They make me feel happy.

I gave my neighbor Shirl some plants. I remember last Spring, I was giving his wife (may she rest in peace) some potted herbs. He said: "I will take those" and promptly took them from her! He wanted to plant them in his garden. I remembered that, and thought I would give him some good starts this year. He seemed happy to get them. He shared some red rhubarb starts with us. He talked about dogs and gardening and coyotes. He was impressed with my eggs hatch ratio. In some way that was a real compliment to me. I really like him. I like his stories. He was good friends with Mr. Belcher, who lived here in our farmhouse. I absorb as much as possible from him. He is an old time-y WV farmer for sure.

So after 5 attempts I got my sweet Blue Topaz bred. Well, the buck Yoda did, but I did bring her to his cage. She was happy to see him today. Making little bunny noises. She lifted with no problem, seconds later Yoda dropped over. Now both of my new does from Appalachian Rain should have litters. I can't wait to see the babies.

I am going to harvest Blue Topaz in a few days. Her prime wool is just on the cusp of being ready. She is so pretty. I will have to take a photo of her just before she gets her hair cut. I think I want to keep all the mamas trimmed up.

 Evening came and even though supper was not made, it was still light out. Sophia was treasure hunting and asked me if I would like to join her. She found some cool medicine bottles. She knows I love old bottles and was pleased with my response. Then she told me to wait, she had to get some supplies. She came back with some orange flagging tape and a marker. She began to tag where she had found "amazing finds". A small tree branch got tagged because it had nearly poked her eye. She wanted to go further, so we went down into the hollow and I found some more old bottles. Rusty joined us. Sophia asked  if she could have this land. She wants to own her own piece of land and name it, put some signs up and flag it off. There is now a big plan in effect, she wants to take pictures of her plant findings, bones and the like and keep it all in a book of amazing finds. She is a natural born scientist. I am amazed of her drive for knowledge.

After we all came out of the woods we sat on the ground watching the goats and pig. Odin (foxhound) and Bella (beagle) sat with us too. It was a nice moment. After a while Sophia asked us if she was going to inherit the house. I wonder what was going on in her head? I would have asked, but I didn't want to make the conversation go anywhere it wasn't already in her head. She loves it here.

I love it here.

In Wild and Wonderful West Virginia.

~crow



Odin the foxhound.


Monday, March 21, 2011

Straight As The Crow Flies

 My neighbor Alice told me about this song. I love it and how wonderful it is that she thought of me.



Against a blue sky
A black shadow flies by
I guess he's got some place to go
Some mission's callin'
No high ground can slow him
The miles flash by down below


CHORUS:
You know you can always count on me
I'm like the river to the see
As sure as day follows night
But I won't run a crooked mile
And I won't wait for morning light
I'll come straight as the crow flies
Each night the north star
Reminds me of so far away
From the one light that's true
But my love's a strong tie
That binds you to my life
And will go the distance for you


REPEAT CHORUS


If there's ever anything you need
You only have to whisper in your dreams


REPEAT CHORUS


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Fever

I was so busy today that I had forgotten that today is the Spring Equinox and because I follow the Wheel of the Year it is a holiday for me, called Ostara. The reason I forgot is because I was planting my cold crop starts in larger containers. I have so much more planting to do! But it occurs to me now that planting was my celebration. It is a celebration of new life. Resurrection comes in Spring, in many forms, and people celebrate this religiously or not. People who are often pessimists find themselves becoming more optimistic. The first pops of plant bulbs that have been sleeping all winter deep beneath the earth, suddenly are born again. Fertile animals begin their reproduction. It is everywhere. What we name it all is personal. But there is a collective energy simmering. It is no wonder that many religious paths have days of significance to their followers. Easter is celebrated the first Sunday after the full moon (the Paschal full moon) following the Equinox. Passover is also celebrated according to the first full moon after the spring equinox. There are other celebrations in the Near East and in Asia. It is all very interesting to me. Interesting in a good way too. I like noting how similar we are contrary to out beliefs and traditions. We all get the fever, Spring fever that is. Whether it is plant life, animals, people, or our planet Earth, we all are beating to the same drum. We are all ruled by the sun. Today without knowing it I too worshiped... 


in the most wild and wonderful way here in West Virginia. 
Happy Spring!
~crow



Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Wanted: Broody Hen.

I am through with the chick hatch. Everybody looks fluffy and seems to be happy to be out of that cramped egg. What a long process those poor little creatures go through! It is a struggle to free themselves and everything has to be done at the right time. I had an 8 out of 10 hatch. So, I did well. I understand that the average is 2/3 in an incubator. Higher, of course with a sitting hen. My goal is to seek out a broody hen to do what she does best and better than I can do. I will do regular incubator hatches.

There was two losses. One was a rotten egg. The embryo stopped forming at some point. The other loss was a chick that had pipped but died. I am not sure why this may have happened. It appeared super wet inside. It almost looks like it suffocated. I was very sad about it. The death came in the middle of the night. I was tired and alone, so I am sure it just added to my own sense of guilt due to responsibility. However, this is a human trait isn't it. It shows it's self mostly when somebody get hurt or dies. If I had just... The fact is creatures and people get hurt and die. Sometimes things are just the way they are.

Meanwhile, I ran to Tractor Supply for feed, a comb and brush for the English Angora rabbits, and dog food. I got  2 Amber Links pullets. Pullets are female chicks, usually have some feather starts because the are old enough to sex. I also have 2 Black Sex Link (Black Stars) pullets, and a Tetra Tint pullet for the heck of it. The Tetra Tint pullet is so calm. I see on the web that folks are trying to figure out what breed that is. I have no idea. I read that they are from Mt. Healthy Hatchery exclusively for Tractor Supply. Stay tuned for her picture! lol Yep. I am nuts.

... and always wild and wonderful.
~crow

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Hot chicks

I have a slow connection this evening, but wanted to at least get some words up.

Today started right at the stroke of midnight for me. The chicks started peeping inside of their eggs yesterday, so I was wide awake and determined to see them into this world. After all, they are in my incubator so I have full responsibility of the health and well being of these creatures. If I had a broody hen, then I would say let nature take her course. So we either eat the eggs or they get warmed up and hatched.

The chicks came, (and are still hatching as we speak) Each hatch has been different. The first chick came at 4:30 am, then 2:30 pm, 4:15 pm, 9:00 pm and one just hatched. We will call it 10:45 pm. I am thinking all should be done by tomorrow morning. Except for one egg, and that one will be one day later. Maybe.

I have read and studied all about hatching chicks. There is all sorts of information out there. Differing opinions, temperature settings, humidity, help the chicks hatch, don't help them, what to do's, emergencies and on and on. I think my chick hatching mantra is to be patient but watchful.

No wonder teachers incubate eggs in the classroom. It is quite amazing. I have taken a series of photos and I will be putting them up soon in some sort of creative way. I want to share the experience.

For now, I need to catch up on some zzz's. For tomorrow will be another wild and wonderful day here in West Virginia.

~crow




Monday, March 14, 2011

Published

I just happened by the website of the Princeton Poetry Project. I had forgotten that two of my written works have been published in Holler under my alias Willow Crow. I thought I had given them much better poetry, but the director really wanted "The Poet". It is number 22 in the first publication. I believe I was in the second publication as well for my poem "Buzz". It is not online, so I shall post it here.

Buzz
She, the keeper of all bees
I study her studying me
as I inch close to bumbles
I want to kiss them
fuzzy in sweet azalea

Timidly she steps back
Honey, the explanation is easy
Just love them, feel, look
see, the way they almost float
bloom to bloom

Eye inching to wing,
feeling the buzz holding my breath
The bee keeper peeping over my shoulder.
As if my bones became a force field
Ah, like tiny humming birds..., look

We hum, the bee keeper and I
in wonderment with bright yellow awe
The tiny winged creatures with stingers grateful
for the audience of sound and eyes
this the gift, the bees will keeper safe

Now, off to my wonderful bed with my wild covers.
~crow

Hi to my peeps.

Today I heard some peeps coming from the eggs. 21 days today. I set them in the incubator on Presidents day. So they will all be named after a President or First Lady. It will be fun. I keep telling myself, don't count your chickens before they hatch. But, shouldn't I just infuse them with love and life? I am always attached to my chickens, but for some reason, being with them from conception (well almost) gives me a deep sense of joy. Pictures to follow! I am going to be staring at the eggs all day! "The woman who stares at eggs."

Meanwhile, I brought Miss Blue Topaz to Yoda's cage. He did his job, but she did not do hers. I know she is ready. She did not "lift" last time out either. I will give her time. Perhaps she will be Sophia's show rabbit. She is beautiful. Nice color and shape and has a nice coat. We will see. She is the timid doe out of the two blues.

But Miss Tahoe went to visit Yoda and it was over in about 3 minutes. Yoda mounted her, she lifted and then Yoda made the connection and promptly fell over. In rabbit mating the male usually flops over after he has "hit it" and is done. I have no further comment regarding this behavior. :-)

Tahoe, Blue Topaz, Yoda
 Yoda
Blue Topaz

My goodness it has been wonderfully wild here today!
~crow