July 1st, 2017
I get teased a lot at work about my chickens. Sure, I bring it on myself as I talk a lot about my chickens, but still, I get teased all the time. But I take it all in stride. I just let it roll off of me like, um, water off a hens feathers. Yeah, just like that.
February 5th, 2017
This winter has, by all accounts, been milder than last winter which was, in turn, a mild winter by North Country standards. We got one heavy snow in early December, and a few sub-zero mornings, but January typically saw overnight lows around 20 and daytime highs in the mid to high thirties. And little snow.
I continue to be fascinated and obsessed with the weather forecast, eve though it is generally pretty useless. We’re just north of the Tug Hill Region, which has notoriously heavy snow. We seem to get spared the worst of it, though.
August 21st, 2016
Sometime around Christmas I started buying local, farm-fresh eggs. They are wonderful. This got me thinking seriously about having my own chickens. So I started reading. A friend loaned me a book. I bought another book. I read online. A lot. I decided I wanted to give it a try.
First Three Eggs From My Hens