Just a very quick diary this morning. Greg’s busily washing the eggs that were stolen from the nests under some very aggressively protective feathered moms last night. All this rain has had some particularly noticeable negative results in the henhouse, The chickens don’t like rain. The normally clean, shiny eggs are covered in muddy brown toe prints and all the poop the chickens dispense outside is now pooped inside ( with a good dose extra for good measure I’m sure !) my henhouses look like Armageddon has come early. Since all the girls are cooped up inside, keeping their feathers dry, the ladies are becoming less than tolerant and periodically there will be a time when an irritated squawk turns into a fully fledged feathered dust up. Adolf the Rhode Island Red Rooser will tolerate the ladies having a little heated discussion but when the feathers and claws start to fly and their noise is louder than his, Adolf will move in and persuade the birds to settle down. No feathered fights on his watch.
Also regarding the chicken houses, it would appear that our ladies are in the process of preparing for their winter vacation. Numbers are down and will probably get lower. If you need eggs, call us and if we have them we will try to meet your needs. Normal service will hopefully be resumed in a few weeks.
Well, I have my book signings on the 5th and the 7th and last night I made a valiant effort to rearrange my face. I was carrying some wood for the fire out of the truck when a big piece jumped out of the sack and attacked me !!! I have a very UN fetching blue lump on my cheekbone now and…worse...it hurts !!
Yesterday Greg and I were “home alone” down at the barn to watch the rain fall through the barn doors. Michael is on his weekend off…..to watch the rain fall from the kitchen. Quatre is back in Seattle….I guess watching the rain fall and, if Carla is in California still she’s got BIG storms and rain falling. The sheep are still miserable and still in the barn, the goats are allowed out but choose to look pitiable draped over their benches. The wet chickens, feathers drooping listlessly line their perches…or bicker. The cows line Cow Lane forlornly waiting to come back in from the rain and the horses out in their pastures are the epitome of abject misery.It’s going to be a VERY long Winter.
Time to go, it’s the Sikora Home Team down at the barn and there are a lot of hungry mouths to feed. Horses need to get turned out….so they can wait to come back in. The goat pen will be opened to give the goats the freedom to roam in the rain…they SO don’t want and the cows will be ushered down cow lane so they can come back and loiter by the gate in an hour. And we will get wet !!!
Today is Greg’s birthday, we think we will spend his special day at the barn, for a change. Smile. I love you Cowboy and I’m so glad to have you, rain or shine !!!!
Take care, keep safe and dry, M
Also regarding the chicken houses, it would appear that our ladies are in the process of preparing for their winter vacation. Numbers are down and will probably get lower. If you need eggs, call us and if we have them we will try to meet your needs. Normal service will hopefully be resumed in a few weeks.
Well, I have my book signings on the 5th and the 7th and last night I made a valiant effort to rearrange my face. I was carrying some wood for the fire out of the truck when a big piece jumped out of the sack and attacked me !!! I have a very UN fetching blue lump on my cheekbone now and…worse...it hurts !!
Yesterday Greg and I were “home alone” down at the barn to watch the rain fall through the barn doors. Michael is on his weekend off…..to watch the rain fall from the kitchen. Quatre is back in Seattle….I guess watching the rain fall and, if Carla is in California still she’s got BIG storms and rain falling. The sheep are still miserable and still in the barn, the goats are allowed out but choose to look pitiable draped over their benches. The wet chickens, feathers drooping listlessly line their perches…or bicker. The cows line Cow Lane forlornly waiting to come back in from the rain and the horses out in their pastures are the epitome of abject misery.It’s going to be a VERY long Winter.
Time to go, it’s the Sikora Home Team down at the barn and there are a lot of hungry mouths to feed. Horses need to get turned out….so they can wait to come back in. The goat pen will be opened to give the goats the freedom to roam in the rain…they SO don’t want and the cows will be ushered down cow lane so they can come back and loiter by the gate in an hour. And we will get wet !!!
Today is Greg’s birthday, we think we will spend his special day at the barn, for a change. Smile. I love you Cowboy and I’m so glad to have you, rain or shine !!!!
Take care, keep safe and dry, M
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