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Molting and That’ll Teach ‘em

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

We’ve been going through some serious molt around here. My chickens have looked just awful, and the coop and yard have been filled with feathers. It’s a natural occurrence, and it takes a lot of energy to grow new feathers. So nature designed it that chickens will molt when there is a slow down in egg laying, hatching, and making new babies. Their bodies focus on growing new feathers. Hens stop laying and going broody, and roosters aren’t quite as amorous as in the spring. Chickens need their reserves to replace all those feathers, and that makes sense to me. Unfortunately, the typical timing of a molt just so happens to be as the colder weather starts to come in. And half naked chickens have to run around with little to keep them warm during this time. Plus, they look down right pathetic.

molting silver leghorn

But the good news is, it only last three or four months or so. Today I noticed that Bobby Lee, the Phoenix rooster, is busy growing in his beautiful tail feathers.

molting phoenix

Those white, quill looking things are his feather shafts, and each has a beautiful feather starting to come out of the end of it.

I’m thankful we are heading out of the molt. Not only am I glad my chickens will look better and stay warmer, I’m glad egg production may pick up a little again. Two to four eggs a day out of all these hens is a little disheartening. Even if the older hens don’t start laying again until next spring, at least I’ve got the pullets to help get us through the winter with eggs.

So many of my hens hatched out chicks this year that I’ve got a variety of ages in the yard. Many from the hatches from the last few months are teenagers now, and they are refusing to roost at night. They prefer to sleep in the nest boxes. This may not sound like a big deal to you. But it’s a BIG deal to me. These teenagers poop in the nest boxes. And they poop a lot! Each morning I have to change out the bedding in the nest boxes, and I don’t like changing out poopy bedding in the nest boxes. It kinda gets on my nerves. I have WAY too many teenagers to spend each night removing them and placing them on the roosts. So I came up with a plan…..

Remember my newly renovated nest box area?

chicken coop

Well, this is how it will look every night, from here on out, until those teenagers learn to get on the roosts:

Nest box cover

And those new nest boxes Bernie built me?

nest box

Well, they’re now covered at night too.

Nest box cover

Ha! That’ll teach ‘em.

Wait. You don’t think they’ll out-think me on this one, do you?

I just don’t trust these sneaky little chickens…..

Orange Goo and Big Turkeys

Sunday, October 18th, 2009

I spent a long over due day in the kitchen yesterday. I’ve had three pumpkins from the mutant pumpkin plant sitting there waiting on me to decide what I was going to do with them for quite a while. So many of the bloggers I follow have been posting about roasting their pumpkins, freezing pumpkin meat and making pumpkin pies, that I finally decided yesterday was the day.

I have a confession. In the past, I’ve roasted the pumpkin seeds and either made a Jack-O-Lantern out of the pumpkin, or fed the pumpkin meat to my chickens. I’ve never roasted a pumpkin and I’ve never eaten any of the meat. Well, this year I feel I more than redeemed myself. I roasted the two smaller pumpkins and not one ounce of them went to waste.

I froze 10 quart bags of pumpkin meat and I roasted most of the seeds. Roasting pumpkin seeds is easy – separating the seeds from the pumpkin goo is not. Well, it’s really not that it’s difficult. It’s a little time consuming. I find putting the goo and seeds in a large bowl of water and then squishing all the goo between my fingers is the best method. The seeds separate, for the most part, and float to the top of the water. Once I get the seeds separated, I wash them off and remove any lingering pumpkin goo, and then let them dry on a paper towel. Once dry, I put them in a bowl, drizzle a little olive oil over them, dump on some salt, and mix it all together. Then I spread them on a covered baking pan.

Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

I bake them at 250 for about an hour, turning them every 15 minutes or so. And when they turn golden brown, they are ready to eat. I keep them in an airtight container. I think they’ll last a couple of weeks or so like that, but they don’t usually make it that long around here.

Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

And after the pumpkin meat was frozen and the seeds were roasted? I fed everything that was leftover to the chickens. They love anything pumpkin. And I was happy to have no waste what-so-ever.

Angie’s post motivated me to actually make a pumpkin pie with some of that pumpkin meat. That may not seem significant to you, but I’ve never cared for pumpkin pie, and I saw taking the time to make one from scratch the last ditch effort to determine if it was worth allowing these things to grow in my garden.

Pies need pie crusts, so I made four of them, and froze all but one. When I roll out my pie crust, I lay the dough on a sheet of wax paper, and place another sheet over top of it. It rolls out without sticking to the rolling pin, and when I’m finished I can either peel off the top sheet of wax paper and then use the second sheet to help put the crust in the pie pan, or I can leave both sheets on and freeze the crust that way. For the crusts I freeze, I fold the crust in half (the wax paper keeps the dough from sticking to itself), and then in half again. Like this:

Pie Crusts

Then I put them in a gallon freezer bag, and call it a day.

Pie Crusts

Well, not quite a day. I still had a pumpkin pie to make. So I mixed all the orange goo with some milk, evaporated milk, and spices and poured it into my shell.

Pumpkin Pie

Then I stuck it in the oven and forgot to set my timer. Argh. I’m not sure how long the pie had been baking when I finally realized I missed that little step. So I ended up poking it with a knife to test for doneness every 10 minutes or so. As a result, the finished pie was full of knife stabs and not very pretty. But do you know what? It tastes delicious! I was really pleasantly surprised that I like that pumpkin pie. Which is really good, seeing as I have a freezer full of pumpkin goo. My dad sent me a Cream Cheese Pumpkin Roll that I’m pretty excited to try.

Along with spending the day with pumpkins, I also spent a lot of time with a turkey. A 20 pound turkey, to be exact. Bernie found this fella on sale at the grocery store. Bernie’s quite the bargain shopper these days. At any rate, I roasted the turkey and we had a little of it for supper last night. I froze many bags of turkey – some for us and some to use in the home made dog food. After all the turkey was picked and frozen, I threw the carcass in a stock pot, added some seasonings and chopped onions, carrots, and celery, covered the whole thing with water and let it cook for about 3 hours. After straining, I ended up with six quarts of turkey stock in the freezer.

It was a long day in the kitchen yesterday. But as cold and rainy as it was outside, I was very happy to be there. We had the wood burner cranking out heat and the house smelled of pumpkin pie and roasted turkey.

And that huge mutant pumpkin? I’ve about decided to scoop out the seeds to roast and save a few for next year’s garden. And then I think I’ll donate the pumpkin itself to our neighbor kid so he can have the biggest Jack-O-Lantern in this neck of the woods.

So what have you been doing in your kitchen? Is your freezer full of good food? Have any pumpkin recipes you’d care to share?

One Lucky Boy

Wednesday, October 7th, 2009

If you keep up with me on Facebook, you may recall that last week I posted that I was looking for a home for a cute little Phoenix cockerel.

phoenix cockerel

This guy narrowly escaped freezer camp a few weeks ago. He was spared for two reasons 1) He was really too little to eat and 2) he’s a full bred Phoenix. I really love my Phoenix hens and roosters. Not only are they pretty, they have very nice dispositions. I was really hoping we could find him a nice home. And that is exactly what we did.

When my friend, Charlotte, read my post on Facebook, she immediately wrote to tell me if I couldn’t find a home for the Phoenix cockerel, she would take him. Charlotte has wanted chickens for a very long time, and she somehow convinced Tex to agree to this cockerel. I wrote Charlotte back right away and said “Consider him yours.” She named him Feathers.

Bernie and I went over to deliver Feathers, and help work on the new coop and chicken yard that would be Feathers’ new home. When we got there, everything was well under way.

phoenix cockerel

Within no time, Charlotte and I had the chicken walking plank ready to go, and Tex had constructed the sliding chicken door.

phoenix cockerel

Charlotte tiled the floor of the coop. I am not kidding.

phoenix cockerel

Tex went in to install the roost. But there was a slight problem. Tex is a little bigger than a chicken.

phoenix cockerel

But he figured out a way to make it work.

phoenix cockerel

Just look at these new digs!

phoenix cockerel

Charlotte put the litter down, and we installed Feathers. He immediately showed his approval by scratching around happily.

phoenix cockerel

The guys quickly closed in the chicken run.

phoenix cockerel

And Feathers was allowed outside to check out his new yard.

phoenix cockerel

He looks pretty darn happy in his new home, doesn’t he?

phoenix cockerel

I can’t tell you how happy I am that Charlotte took this little cockerel. I had hoped to find him a good home and I am just tickled that I found him the perfect one.

phoenix cockerel

I have learned to never say “never” on the homestead. I never thought I’d let my hens hatch out babies. I never thought I’d cull one of my chickens. I never thought I’d eat one of my chickens. And I never thought I’d give one of my chickens away.

Hmmmmm. Following that logic, I never thought I’d win the lottery either. So maybe, just maybe, Feathers won’t be the only lucky one around here!

PS – Thank you Tex and Charlotte for bringing Feathers into your lives and providing such a wonderful home for him. Oh, and thanks for letting me use your camera and sending me all the pictures.

I Can Bring Home the Bacon

Thursday, October 1st, 2009

For the two of you that have been following my blog for the past 3 1/2 years (thanks My Dear John and Mom) you may remember that when we moved to our homestead just over two years ago, Bernie quit his job, and I began working from home. And we’ve never looked back.

When we moved here, the agreement was that Bernie would take care of everything on the homestead and my primary job would be to bring home the bacon. And, as agreed, Bernie would get groceries and run all the errands. This particular part of our agreement actually terrified Bernie and, quite frankly, ME. Bernie didn’t know how to shop. He’d never done that before. The fact of the matter is that I believed Bernie would starve and run around with no underwear without me to buy his food and clothing.

But Bernie surprised me. He became an excellent shopper. Not only does he makes lists for shopping, he has even learned to bargain shop. I’m really quite proud of him and the truth is, he has ended up to be a better shopper than I ever was.

A few weeks ago I had a day off from work, and it happened that it was the day the Bernie usually goes to town and does his shopping and runs errands. I decided to tag along with him. He had several stops to make, and at each of them the person behind the register knew him. He proudly introduced me as his wife, and without exception each exclaimed “We’re so happy to meet you!” Store after store, the reaction was the same.

As we were driving home Bernie said “Thanks for coming with me. Now everyone knows I really do have a wife.”

This afternoon I got a call from our insurance company. They informed me that I would save money by mail ordering my prescriptions through them. I quickly agreed and we got everything set up. When I hung up I proudly announced to Bernie “Well, I’ve just made your life a little easier. Now you won’t have to include the pharmacy on your list of errands when you go into town.”

His face fell. Clearly he did not understand what I had just said.

“Your list of places to stop when you go to town is smaller now. The insurance company is going to mail my prescriptions, so you don’t have to stop by the pharmacy.”

I thought Bernie was going to cry.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him

“I like stopping by the pharmacy. They know who I am and why I’m there. The minute they see me they grab the prescriptions and start ringing them up. They talk to me. I know about their puppies and work mates and all the pharmacy gossip. I like going by the pharmacy. What will they think when I stop coming by?”

I had never considered that. I thought I was doing him a favor. I guess I never really stopped to realize that not only does Bernie have a job, he takes it very seriously. He makes sure our homestead is cared for – from meals to firewood to out-buildings to groceries and everything in between. And he likes it. He really likes it. That not only surprises me, it makes me very happy.

Maybe I should just focus on bringing home the bacon. I no longer know how to fry it.

Loofah and Orange Stuff

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

This year I tried something a little different in my garden. I planted a couple of Loofah plants. We had an usually long, cool spring this year, so everything we planted was slow to get going this year. The Loofah was no exception. But, in the past couple of weeks, the Loofah has taken off, and the flowers have begun to bloom.

loofah

The flowers come in pretty little clusters.

loofah

The Loofah is actually a type of squash and, like most other squash varieties, it produces both male and female flowers. The female flowers produce the squash.

loofah

When small, the squash can be eaten. But I planted these Loofahs for two reasons 1) to see if I could grown them in this climate and 2) to let them dry and make loofah soap with them. I know they will grow in this climate.

loofah

But they got a little bit of a late start, and now the weather has turned very cool. I’m not sure if the squash will continue to grow and have enough time for me to allow them to start drying on the vine before the cold weather gets here and kills it.

loofah

I think that the few small squash on the vine will be ok, even if they don’t get as big as I’d like. And next year I plan to have several Loofah plants and get them in the ground a little earlier.

And remember that mutant pumpkin?

pumpkin

Well, the plant managed to put out two more pumpkins for us.

pumpkin

Not as big as The Great Pumpkin it initially gave us, but two pretty nice looking pumpkins, none-the-less.

pumpkin

You know how I am about orange tasting stuff, but so many of you have sent me some really great sounding recipes using pumpkin that I may just end up eating these things this year. Either that, or I’m going to have some orange pooping chickens for quite some time.

Bernie Rocks, Nest Box, Sawmill, and Spiny Things

Saturday, September 26th, 2009

A while ago, The Chicken Whisperer announced he would be giving away a 2-Hole Nest Box to a lucky winner on one of his radio shows. Exactly this 2-Hole Nest Box, in fact. I showed Bernie the picture and asked “Do you think you could make me one of those? They even have the dimensions listed there.” He looked at it a few minutes and, in a very non-committal tone mumbled “Um. Yea. Probably.”

Friday morning was rainy and chilly, and while I was working Bernie walked back to my office and said “I’ll be out in my shed for a while”. Just after lunch he came in and asked me to come out to shed to see what he had been working on. Imagine my joy when I saw this:

nest box

I was tickled to death! It was absolutely perfect! With the exception of one, minor detail.

nest box

Bernie decided the 2-hole nest box on the webpage I showed him just looked too small. So, in keeping with his belief that bigger is better, he built this particular nest box large enough to house pterodactyls. Two. Very. Large. Pterodactyls. The next box was so deep, that it would not fit in the one spot I had available for it in the coop. It poked out so far into the coop that I would not have been able to get inside the door.

So, this morning, Bernie and I spent an hour or so rebuilding his beautiful nest box. We whittled it down to something a little more, um, reasonable. And now the 2-hole nest box is the perfect size for my chickens, and my coop.

nest box

It’s still larger than the one I had shown him, but it’s absolutely perfect and fits exactly in the space I had in mind for it.

nest box

Tomorrow I’m going to hang some curtains over the nest box openings for my hens. They really like their privacy.

nest box

And the best part? It was virtually free. He used leftover pieces of OSB and lumber he milled with his sawmill. Beautiful, functional, and dang near free! Lordy, I do love that man.

Speaking of sawmill, Bernie had a neighbor over earlier in the week to saw up some cedar logs. It was a drizzly day, so I didn’t get a whole lot of pictures, but I did get a few to share.

They squared up the log and then stood around measuring and mumbling about the size of boards they were going to cut.

saw mill

Our neighbor had never used a sawmill before, and he was more than happy to learn how.

saw mill

Look at that baby go.

saw mill

And just look at that beautiful cedar board.

saw mill

The whole yard smelled like cedar. It was heavenly.

You may remember that I make and sell home made soap. Well, for months I have been trying to get nice pictures of my soap for my Penny Lane Bath Products website, to no avail. If I knew how to properly use my fancy schmancy camera, I would not have this issue. But that’s a different story for a different time.

I decided the answer to my nice-soap-picture dilemma would be a light box. And while flipping through a sale magazine that landed in our mailbox, I found one that I thought would be perfect. It was inexpensive and came with free shipping, so I ordered it. I tested it this morning, and I’m pretty pleased.

Asian Plum

Putting it together was a whole different story. It did come with instructions, but my Chinese is a little rusty.

Digital Lighting Studio Kit

And yes, there are English words sprinkled around in there. But, trust me, I was much better off trying to read the Chinese.

Digital Lighting Studio Kit

And by the time I got to this:

Digital Lighting Studio Kit

I knew there was no way those instructions were going to help assemble this light box.

So I looked at the picture on the box it came in which, by the way, did not even slightly resemble the picture on the instructions, and started putting it together. Fortunately, there are not many pieces and it ended up resembling a box. So I declared it a victory and now consider myself the proud owner of a nice light box.

I’ll certainly heed the warnings to not shake and fall down the light at work. And I’m always careful with my spiny thing. Thank you, Chinese-to-English-Translator. But you may want to lay off the booze while working.

Winners, Freezer Camp, Broodies, and Alpha Roos

Sunday, September 13th, 2009

You may know that I listen to the Backyard Poultry radio show fairly regularly. It comes on at noon, Monday – Friday, and I try to tune in while I’m working so I can listen to Andy’s interviews and chicken news. It’s a fun show and full of good info.

Last week I encouraged one of my blog followers, Jamie, to tune in to the show and on the first day she ever listened it, she called in for the Chicken Trivia contest – and won a six month supply of chicken feed! I almost peed my pants when I heard her voice on the radio, and imagine my shock when I heard her ask if she could split her prize with ME! I’m not kidding. So, thanks to Jamie, I will receive three months supply of chicken feed and a coupon for a discount on a future purchase. Woo hoo! Thank you, Jamie! You seriously are a winner in my book!

Yesterday we sent eight of the roosters to freezer camp. I have to give a BIG shout out to our friends, Steve and Louise, who came out to help with this most unpleasant task. While this was NOT something that any of us enjoyed, it went a lot easier than I anticipated and within two hours we had eight chickens processed, cleaned, and in the freezer. I intentionally did not take any pictures of this event, and although Louise did snap a couple, I’m not going to share them on this blog.

One of my broody Hamburgs hatched out four eggs last week – and she has been an amazingly good mama!

broody hen

The last hatches are all getting so big and fluffy – look at these two cuties

Baby Chicks

And for the first time in a long time, I have NO broody hens. As much as I love having all the baby chicks around, I think we’re all ready for a break. I recognize a few more cockerels in the last few hatches and I’m really hoping we only have to experience one more culling this year.

Duke’s bumblefoot continues to be an issue. It gets better, then worse, then better, and… well… you get the idea. His position in the flock continues to slip, and I’m not sure how much longer he will hang on. He seems healthy enough and happy enough for now, so we’ll just play it by ear. Just look how happy he is:

Silver Gray Dorking rooster

Bobby Lee is desperately trying to maintain his Alpha position, but it comes with a cost. His fighting with Pico has left him without his beautiful, long Phoenix tail feathers.

Phoenix rooster

Pico is larger than Bobby Lee. He’s also younger – and determined to take charge.

Pico

Never a moment of boredom around here with these chickens. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I Am So Dad-gum Easy to Please

Monday, August 31st, 2009

When my hens started going broody back in March, it caught me by surprise. I really did not expect to have broody hens because I intentionally bought what I believed were non-broody breeds. I quickly built a couple of brooders in the coop out of hardware wire. I disliked those brooders immensely. They had sharp wires poking up everywhere and, as a result, I have had scratches and torn clothing all summer. And I always worried that the chickens would get hurt on that wire. I actually suspect that may be where Duke got the foot injury that resulted in the Battle-of-the-Bumblefoot we’ve been going through around here.

So this past Friday, I took the day off work and Bernie and I rebuilt the brooders. I’m much happier with them.

chicken coop

We also put a much steeper slope on the top of the nest boxes to keep the chickens off of it. And we moved one of the roosts to keep the poop away from the brooder area.

While I had the camera out, I remembered to take a picture of a volunteer flower that came up in the strawberry bed. That area had previously been a wildflower bed and this flower is apparently the result of a seed that was left in there:

flowers

I honestly don’t remember seeing a flower like that in the wildflower bed. I’m sure I would have remembered such a beautiful bloom! OK, all you flower-name-knowing people, any idea what kind of flower that is? I plan to keep the seeds. That’s one of the prettiest flowers I’ve ever seen! It’s like a bouquet of flowers in one bloom.

I’m not very good at remembering to take pictures so, since I had my camera handy, I took it along when the pups and I went on the mail run this afternoon.

Diesel is obsessed with tall grass and weeds. He absolutely loves laying in it and playing in it. Can you see him in this picture?

Diesel

Look right slap, dab in the middle. Here’s a closer view:

pups

He finally poked his head out

pups

Which is just what Dolly was waiting for. She immediately pounced on him

pups

And then she ran around with reckless abandon

pups

Until she spotted a bug on the driveway

pups

Hey good lookin’

pups

Dang, I never even knew the boy could move this fast!

pups

Lordy, I do love these pups. And my flower. And my new brooders.

I am so dad-gum easy to please.

This Little Piggy Went to the Market…..

Sunday, August 30th, 2009

Ah, County Fairs. There’s just nothing like County Fairs…… and Greased Pig contests.

There’s lots of running

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

And intimidation

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

And grabbing

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009


And pulling

Greased Pig Contest 2009

Greased Pig Contest 2009

And a little disappointment

Greased Pig Contest 2009

But it’s all good.

It promotes agriculture.

It teaches responsibility.

And it’s entertainment.

All in all, not a bad market day for a little piggy.

Diversifying the Flock

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

Remember my chicken fried week? And how shocked I was that one of the twelve eggs my neighbor gave me hatched after only three days of being under one of my hens? That poor little baby was very weak when it hatched, and it didn’t make it through the night. Of the 11 that were left, one cracked and rotted and I had just about given up on the other 10.

Well, two days ago, one of those eggs actually hatched out a beautiful little peep! Last night four more hatched out. I’m tickled to death. The peeps are different breeds, colors, and fluffiness than my others. I think they are just adorable.

These chicks are mutts – and my neighbor has no clue what breeds he has. But I *think* there is some Orpington in there. Any thoughts? (Julie, my dear Chicken Crazy Cousin – I’d love to hear what you think!)

baby chicks

baby chicks

baby chicks

Sorry about the blurry picture of the little black one. It was dark in the brooder and I had a hard time finding her to focus on her. I wanted to include this picture though, just so you can see all of them and give me any thoughts on breeds.

Baby Chicks

This little peep is acting very lethargic. I’ve seen her walk and heaven knows her little peeper works (she’s loud), but she lays around a lot and doesn’t go to mama when mama is teaching the others to eat and drink. I’m a little concerned about her. I hope she makes it. I’ve considered bringing her into the house to care for her, but I’m resisting right now. I’ll watch her for the next day or so and see how she does. I’d really prefer to let nature take it’s course – but I’m not 100% sure I’m going to be able to do that. We’ll see…..

After these five hatched, I removed the mama and babies put them in a brooder. I put another broody hen on the remaining five eggs. I’m hoping those hatch out as well.

These sure are some cute little peeps. I know all peeps are cute, but just look at those fluffy little butts! Makes me want to just kiss those little beaks right off of them.