I recently returned from an RV trip to Montana, which left me away from my homestead for almost a month. It's always a challenge managing this time away when it comes to my crops, and this year was no exception with the addition of my 9 chickens. I enlisted my neighbor, who has been learning along with me about the chickens. She has three daughters who were willing to chip in as well with the food and water. My parents, sister and friend all signed on board (or were persuaded!) to visit…Continue
White Bean and Garlic Scapes Dip
1. In a food…Continue
Its been a couple of weeks since I posted last about the chickens. Then again, I think this post may end up being a little less about chickens then it is about the lesson I learned but you can never really tell until I'm done spilling my guts. I'm all over like that.
The chickens are growing wildly and are currently going through their second molt. I didn’t know they had a second molt; apparently I stopped reading at that chapter. So I learned that like I have so many other things:…Continue
Often you’ll notice that my posts of late begin with “I remember when”. Such as when I say that I remember when I had “good” jeans without permanent mud stains on the knees. I remember when weather bothered me, I’d complain about rain or too much heat. But tonight, those things are far behind me, they don’t bother me any longer. Tonight, I’m going to start my post saying “Remember when I used to stop working at 5?”
Now at 5, I stop my corporate job and start my real one. The kids are…Continue
We’re finally nearing the time that the girls get to move to their new home outside. I don’t know about you other new chicken mama’s, but this makes me happy. I’ve realized that homesteading as a whole has taught me quite a few lessons already.
Specifically, the chicks have taught me that I can’t stand dust in my house. I can’t stop staring at it. I know it’s there.
When I got the chicks, they were so small and innocent. I figured the woman I got them from was slightly…Continue
On Thursday afternoon, I lost electric in my house. At first, I waited for it to come back on quickly but then remembered that I have PECO, so I knew nothing would happen quickly. As frustrated as I was, I tried to let it go knowing there was nothing I could do to change it.
By Saturday, it was still not restored (like I said, PECO!). I had three kids here staring at me and lots that had to get done, so we all set to work. Our travel season is quickly approaching, which means that…Continue
Recently I set to work on a book that compares my life to that of my great grandmother. Not a direct comparison, but one that has me tackling things that she did and seeing how they translate 100 years later. It seems simple enough on paper, except that my great grandmother was a pioneer, a homesteader and accidental author. I am many things: a single mom, a full time employee, an outspoken personality. I am neither a pioneer nor a homesteader in the classic sense of the word.
On my long “bucket list” of homesteading tasks to try, butter making kept popping up at the top. I’m not sure why, except that I have a deep love of butter in general. It seemed like a no brainer, it’s not like I would ever waste butter and leftovers would be none existent.
Every one of my country living/homesteading books has a simple recipe for butter: heavy cream. Salt if you want it (duh) and herbs if you desire. Most of them also suggested that if you don’t have a butter…Continue
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What an interesting couple of weeks it’s been! I got the new additions to our brood in the form of nine chicks. I’ve been doing a ton of research about chickens over the last 6-9 months, including into the breeds that I wanted. Truthfully, I chose a coop before a breed but it seemed like a good idea to be able to visualize myself having chickens in the first place. I had the coop, the surrounding garden layout AND the interior décor design done before I even settled on my two desired…Continue
I remember the time in my life when I had “good jeans” that didn’t have a speck of dirt on them and never had a knee in the mud. In fact, I remember owning not ONE pair of jeans that even saw dirt. I remember having almost all stiletto heels, with one or two pair of boots peeking out from the back of the closet. They were only chosen when fashion demanded it, never out of necessity. My yard was grass. My nails were clean without dirt embedded underneath. I looked forward to my weekends…Continue
Letter writing is a lost skill, don’t you agree? Taking the time out to sift through ones thoughts and events, choosing the most impactful and important to record in a letter, help to make us realize what can be let go of in the bigger picture. It’s also “quiet time”, when we can sit by our desk, pen and paper in hand, and take time to compose something that will brighten someone’s day. This is no poorly spelled text message with auto correct and a letter limit. This is old…Continue
I wrote this last summer, in June:
Shortly, I leave for my summer trip out West. This year my destination is Wyoming. Burnt Fork to be specific. This trip is a coming home for me, going back to the start. Over my next few posts, I’ll be writing about my decision to go there four years ago, and my return this year. If you’re on your own journey, please read along with me. Often the answer is in the journey, not the destination. Any additional italicized quotes are taken…Continue
In my recent stalking of Craigslist for building supplies for my coop, I came across this hilarious posting advertising a Rooster for sale, of the particularly evil variety. I thought it was too well written and hysterical to not share with my fellow chicken lovers! Enjoy:
If you are looking for an evil nemesis I have your rooster, Sneaky Bastard is 2 pounds of pure devil spawn, Do not let his beautiful long feathers fool you. They are just there to disguise his giant pair of NUTS! He…Continue
The other day, in the midst of talking to my mother about the chickens I’ve decided to raise, my mother asked me WHY. Why raise chickens? For a moment, I was caught off guard. Doesn’t everyone want to raise chickens once they learn about them a bit? They’re so funny and full of personality. They’re nurturers of health and soul.
But in my mother’s defense, most people don’t sit and…Continue
I’ve recently had a revelation: Chickens are far more interesting than we give them credit for. Yep, you read that right. They’re fascinating little buggers, and a growing number of people are recognizing that. They're quickly become a very popular family addition, for numerous reasons ranging from personality to productivity.
I decided a few months ago to raise chickens this spring. I’ve wanted to do it for years, but only now have the space and the time to do so. Really, I thought,…Continue