Friday, December 25, 2009

What a beautiful day!

Christmas day has been pretty uneventful for us as expected. Besides the occasional phone calls and text messages from well wishers, we have had a relatively relaxing day. We have been indoors all day working on storing things in the attic and shredding more paper and junk mail we have laying around. All these bags of shred will either go in the new coops or in the compost bin.

The skies are sunny and the humidity is low so the ground continues to dry up. I pray it only dries to the point where we can work the soil and get other things done that are impossible with the wet ground.

I ordered lots of seeds from Johnny's and we should be set for the spring. My bell peppers and jalapeno's have now spouted and there will be more than we'll use.

I told my husband that at some point in the next few weeks we should move cinder blocks closer to the house and use old wood frame windows I acquired a couple of years ago to create cold frames. By then I will have everything re-potted and will fill them up quickly with garden plants.

This is a long weekend for me as is the next. The forecast calls for delightful weather so I should be able to catch up on many tasks outdoors without freezing my ears off...!

Hope you are having a wonderful weekend!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

W I N D Y!!!!

It is WINDY!

This wind is suppose to lie down late this afternoon. The weekend and the rest of the week should be moderate temperatures in the mid to high 50's with low humidity. The next 15 days we have a little chance of rain and, for the most part, lower humidity. This should dry up the ground a bit if not enough to start turning the ground on the acreage behind the house.

It's much too windy to be out trying to do anything in the yard. This morning I woke up to a limb on my husband's Suburban. Not big enough to do much harm but much too close to the windshield. Would have been just our luck as he just had a back glass replaced and was finally back in business with his own vehicle. My fear is that others might want to come out of the trees and this wind could create falling debris or blowing debris hazards!

We are not doing much for the holidays except to work on projects and rejoice in our Saviors birth. One of our children mentioned that he might stop by and I warned him not to come in dress clothes but instead to wear jeans and boots and be prepared to pitch in.

John said he thought we were missing some of the Americana Chickens. I hope it is just some hens who are sitting eggs somewhere. It will be nice to get the coops finished so we can count them each day.

For now, I am going to start the paper shredder again and warm up a smoked turkey in a while.

Have a great Christmas and don't forget, it's not about the presents under the tree....



Went out just before the sun went down and the temperature is falling rapidly. The wind and cooler temperature stung my face.

So back in I went to finish a paper shredding project and contemplate baking some potato rolls.

It's going to be a snuggle weather night, possibly snuggle weather week.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

What I think about during the day....

I have a real job. I am a Banker for a major National Bank at a branch in our small town.

Having a real job takes away from the farm, and I think about it all the time. Although I know I cannot leave my job for a farm income, I still think about it. I also try to justify leaving a well paying job, trading pantyhose for garden hose but the numbers and the benefits always outweigh my preferred option.

So, I think about it all day. I arrange schedules for tasks I need to get done once I get home. I even told my boss to quit bringing me work late in the day as I had to leave on-time to build compost piles, check on the greenhouse and do other farm tasks.

Today, I solicited "poop" from local farmers while printing out statements for them. One said they'd hook me up with the owners of the local auction barn after the holidays. That made me happier than the prospect of interest rates going up on time accounts.

While some people may show digital pictures of children and grandchildren on their cell phones, I show pictures of my Bantams! I draw out planting diagrams for retired farm customers while we are tending to their bank business, soliciting their ideas while they solicit mine.

Yes, I will admit, I have this homestead farm bug and am infected terribly! Yet doing it as a hobby farm makes more sense than not doing it all.

Tomorrow I think I'll wear my boots to I'll be prepared once I can get away...



I thought I'd be slick and go by the local chicken place after work today to grab dinner so that we could get back to building the coop. My husband had beat me by pre-cutting 2x4's for the rest of it saying we can now just assemble it as tho it were a pre-fab kit. He even neatly labeled each board. At least we were able to work on it for a half hour or so before it got dark and made some more progress.

This time however, it wasn't without incident... I am sure John was tired but willing to put in a little more time.....but it all went down hill once the hens started gossiping about the rooster who got one last hen before roosting for the night.

Chickens, when all together get excited and the sounds is like a group of old women gossiping around the table during coffee or who witnessed something outside their morals and point and discuss the disgusting aberration.

Then there are the guineas, who run to see what every one is cackling about and have to throw their 2 cents in to the discussion. The other day 2 young roosters were starting to bow and dance like they do before they start a fight. When that happened all the guineas stopped what they were doing and ran over to see, making their "buck-wheat" noise. I liken it to a High School fight when everyone comes to watch chanting "FIGHT!"

Along with all this noise, the hens gossiping, the roosters crowing and the guineas hollering "buck-wheat" my husband tried to tell me where to hold a board and I couldn't hear his direction over all the noise which in turn frustrated him more.

Then, as he started to hit the nail he hit his fingers and let out another loud noise, all of which cannot be repeated on this blog.

That signaled the end of the chicken coop project tonight....

And as I was gathering tools to bring inside I looked up at what appeared to be rain clouds rolling in.

I think I'll pour me a glass of Texas Sweet Red, find my MP3 player and read about Agritourism and small scale farms....

Monday, December 21, 2009

Late night post: What I want for Christmas

If I could sit on Santa's lap and he could truly bring it to me I would ask for

Buckets of poop for the compost.
A burn barrel for what I can't recycle.