cold morning
We threw handfuls of sunflower seeds around the garden for the birds this morning. It was so very cold and beautiful. We explored until we could bear it no longer.
Drama
On Friday, December 3rd at approximately 3:00 in the morning our chickens were attacked by raccoons. We heard the commotion and chased off the bandits. Two of our four chickens were found, one with large bare patches where feathers had been pulled out. We put them safely in the coop. The other two were nowhere to be found. In the morning we found Tink hiding out in the backyard. Feathers were all over the place, including up front by the street so we sadly accepted the loss of our Aracuana, Fuzzy Wuzzy. She lay less eggs than the others, but they were a gorgeous blue green color.
On Wednesday, December 8th a neighbor knocked on our day wondering if one of our chickens had escaped our yard. I walked across the street and there was Fuzzy Wuzzy, hanging out under a neighbor's evergreen tree. It was clear by the scratchings around the base of the tree that she had been hanging out in that spot for a while. After much difficulty and drama, we managed to capture her and bring her back to our yard.
Unfortunately, the other chickens had adapted to her absence and were not welcoming in any way. There have been feathers pulled and much squawking but after three days, they seem to have worked out most of their issues.
Whew!
On Wednesday, December 8th a neighbor knocked on our day wondering if one of our chickens had escaped our yard. I walked across the street and there was Fuzzy Wuzzy, hanging out under a neighbor's evergreen tree. It was clear by the scratchings around the base of the tree that she had been hanging out in that spot for a while. After much difficulty and drama, we managed to capture her and bring her back to our yard.
Unfortunately, the other chickens had adapted to her absence and were not welcoming in any way. There have been feathers pulled and much squawking but after three days, they seem to have worked out most of their issues.
Whew!
Rainy day activity
The forecast calls for snow this evening and then tomorrow evening the low is 11 degrees. At the moment it is pouring.
These afternoons call for tea and muffins and some sort of fun activity, in the kitchen usually. Here is our most recent one.
Much of the popcorn and dried apples were consumed by the younger crowd. Sahara decided her garland was to be hung from the pear tree branches as a gift for the birds.
These afternoons call for tea and muffins and some sort of fun activity, in the kitchen usually. Here is our most recent one.
Much of the popcorn and dried apples were consumed by the younger crowd. Sahara decided her garland was to be hung from the pear tree branches as a gift for the birds.
Youngest
Three today. Thirteen tomorrow. At least that is how it feels at times.
I don't have a baby anymore. I guess I haven't had one for a while but three feels so much older than two. She's become remarkably precocious, defiant, confident these past few weeks, in a way that Sahara never was. I wonder how much of it is a result of having an older sibling.
Lydia loves cooking, dogs, Little House on the Prairie picture books, her sister, running and yelling and jumping and so much more. She gave up on naps quite a while ago. She eats spicy food and drinks kombucha.
Watch out world here she comes!
I don't have a baby anymore. I guess I haven't had one for a while but three feels so much older than two. She's become remarkably precocious, defiant, confident these past few weeks, in a way that Sahara never was. I wonder how much of it is a result of having an older sibling.
Lydia loves cooking, dogs, Little House on the Prairie picture books, her sister, running and yelling and jumping and so much more. She gave up on naps quite a while ago. She eats spicy food and drinks kombucha.
Watch out world here she comes!
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