Threw out scratch grains for the hens, then wondered why only half showed up. Hmmm... something is afoot!
Fed the horses... Snotty is the chestnut in front, Freedom is the big bay, and Honey is our rotten little pony (actually, she's a pretty darn sweet pony, but she still has a bit of the pony attitude, and she's a mare!). We actually have grass up in the pasture so I'm just throwing out flakes from a square bale instead of giving the horses their usual big round bale. More work for me, but it saves a little money.
Taf gets her 'Old Lady Feed'. She's well beyond being able to eat hay, so she gets her bucket of beet pulp and high fat pellets every morning. At 34, she's doing amazingly well! A little wobbly and her vision isn't great, but she's happy.
Then it was off to water the garden. I discovered where a few of the hens were!! rotten birds were destroying the mulch rings around my veggie hills! Thankfully they weren't interested in eating the little sprouts, but in their enthusiasm to sort through the hay mulch they were starting to tear up some of the hills. I ran them out with the garden hose. Chickens don't seem to enjoy getting wet! Imagine that! Some of the flock was out in the pasture just beyond the garden fence foraging for breakfast. A few were in Taf's paddock (which is the front half of the garden, the back half is fenced off for the garden) eating scratch.
Bella woke up as I was just about finished watering and came out to tell me good morning, and to let me know Soren was awake. I showed her the baby bell pepper, and she was so excited! The kids have helped me in the garden since the start and are really looking forward to home grown veggies. We talk so much about healthy food and try so hard to eat organic. I guess it's sinking in because the kids are very dedicated to our all organic garden. We even used certified organic seed! The tomatoes are growing great guns as well and are flowering!
Well, it's about 9:30am and I have plenty left to do today! Soren has since wandered off and I'm sure is up to no good. Odin is finishing off the days school work (oh the power of a bribe... 'Finish your school work today guys and we'll go to the park!!' Suddenly the kids find motivation!). Magnus is still asleep, and Bella is grumbling about how she wants scrambled eggs for breakfast, not cereal. Wonder how many of the cup cakes sitting on the stove to cool have disappeared....
3 comments:
love, love love the idea!!
i applaud the foray into the blogisphere and must admit that i am a bit worn out readin of all that you accomplish well before nine on an average mornin!!!
jeesh girl....you and the freakin marines!!!
makes my meager list of 'things to do' pale by comparison.
won't be lettin mac read this on accounta i have him buffaloed into believin that I am the most ambitious mother on the planet
;-)
thanks for includin me in your day to day
i love ya more than beans and rice!!!
smooches to the munchkins
aunt kimm
Hi Elizabeth. Your “free range” comments reminded me of how healthy the food was in Australia. My Aussie friends were appalled at what Americans do to the food in the U.S. Do you remember the chicken coop we built up at Canyon Lake when you were little? We got an assortment of chickens. Things were great for awhile… then the wild critters up there decided free range chickens tasted pretty good. If you start losing chickens, maybe Magnus would volunteer (like Thomas did for me a few years ago), to sit up on the roof with the old shotgun… Thomas bagged several skunks, raccoons and possums that way. As for your mean rooster, you still haven’t whacked him yet? That isn’t the one I chased around the yard in the middle of the night, is it?
I really enjoyed the photo of Soren, and you’re right… being a one-year old is a fascinating time. You saw Soren’s exuberance in each of your kids, as I did watching you and your siblings mature through one-year old cognitive development. Soren is about to jump off into what Piaget calls the “little scientist” stage. Exploration becomes increasingly active, and learning is a series of trial and error experiences. I am so glad that you are providing your kids with not only the essential experience-expectant exposure they need to develop normally, but also experience-dependent exposure (like raising chickens), which will uniquely enrich their thinking and development. I am very proud of you Elizabeth. Good job!
Your life is beautiful and I am incredibly jealous! hahahaha We have a tiny house, on a tiny lot, on an Army post with no hope of settling again anywhere for at least 6 years. I do what I can but it just pales in comparison. I really love seeing all this though. Being a country girl, it just brings warm fuzzies. :-)
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