Moving the sheep

Moving the sheep, originally uploaded by laurenipsum.

We moved the sheep & goats from our yard to the neighbor’s pasture. The sheep don’t much like walking on a lead and the shy little Soay REALLY do not like it — to the extent that it’s easier just to carry [...]

This is probably not how antique stores are supposed to work.

Our shiny new cultivator!

We took a day “off” this weekend (Visited farmer’s markets and farms around Chimacum. And shopped for hay.) and headed up to Port Townsend. We perused an antique store and found a perfectly functional corn planter and a brightly painted Planet Junior-type wheel hoe. We’d been eyeing these tools [...]

Chickens, round 2

Our first batch of chickens this year went pretty well. We didn’t lose very many of them, and they had a good and uneventful life. Processing went smoothly too, once we resolved three different electrical issues (wrong extension cord = another trip to Lumberman’s; tankless hot water heater not working = trip home for [...]

Freezer-emptying time

Silly as it seems to have ripe peppers, freshly-processed chickens, tons of herbs, and tomatoes coming soon, but not use them, I’m turning to frozen herbs and frozen roasted peppers and tomatoes plus a chicken from last fall to make a variation on this pulled chicken recipe. Gotta get the freezer emptied out in [...]

You see that? It’s made of chicken! Brilliant.

These English blokes (I think that’s “dudes” translated into En-UK) might be on to something…

Sheeps!

Hey look what we got!

These shy little guys (who won’t move out from behind the crate so I can take a good picture) are Soay sheep, a not-very-domesticated breed from Scotland. They are small, and their tails are short so they don’t need to be docked, and they don’t need to [...]

First canning of the year!

Three quarts of pickled asparagus, one with extra spicy.

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PEEEEEEEEEP!

This is what a baby robin looks like.

Note the more-than-superficial resemblance to a baby chicken, like one of the three that used to be able to get out of the coop.

Now, imagine that Oscar (Note to readers: Oscar is my dog) finds such a baby bird, partially feathered out, behind [...]