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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Sum Sum Sum(mer) Time

Get excited. The numbers are in for August.

2 Birds
Kathy and Eleanore survived the heat of the summer beautifully.

0 Traumatic Experiences
...Which is really good considering the quantity and proximity of natural disasters recently.

46 or 49 eggs for the month
Some days I am really good at remembering to make the tally mark, some days I am not.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Free for Interpretation

Vegetarian Fed Hens.

Do you think that was on the job application at the egg plant?

Circle the adjective that best describes you:

*Eating meet does not immediately disqualify you from this position...

This happens from time to time. I see a phrase and understand exactly what it means, what the intentions are, and then... for fun I see if I can give it another meaning.

For example, the stool that resides in the tool room at work that is labeled "shop." I suppose its main purpose is to convey "Hey, don't take this stool out of here, this is where it belongs." But sometimes when I pass by, maybe that seating option is telling me to "go ahead, get yourself something nice."  And that garbage can with the name Skip on the side of it? Maybe that is name of someone on the cleaning crew, or maybe, just maybe, it is encouraging people to travel with a little more spring in their step.

Never a dull moment in this noggin!

Friday, August 26, 2011

The 1.00 Acre Wood

(Not to be confused with the 100 Acre Wood.)

I was looking at a property map of home sweet home today at KGIS and realized that of our 1 acre, I have probably only tread on half of it.  Since our lot is long and narrow, there is quite a bit of unexplored territory beyond the coop. "Quite a bit" as in, the other half acre.

Charlie may not have even been into the depths of the woods. When he chases rabbits he usually stops short of the tree line, puffs out his chest, raises his head, and then returns to the house with his tail high and his tongue dragging.

A friend at work has been talking a lot lately about going ginseng digging. I don't think the terrain in our neck of the woods is quite right for prolific ginseng growth, but it won't hurt to look. I just hope I don't find any snakes. Or better yet, they don't find me.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Lost in Translation

Yesterday I decided to type for a while the way I hear some people speak on a regular basis. Sometimes I admire the casualness of the dialect, other times I want to - well, other times it can irritate the bajeebers out of me. (My bajeebers are much better off left alone and unprovoked.)

This past weekend somebody chuckled at my use of the word sneakers. Sneakers. Up until 6th grade, I knew no other term for that particular style of shoe. When my family moved south and I started at a new school I was really worried that I wouldn't be allowed in the gym. Tennis Shoes Only.

I pictured the white adidas shoe with the green tab at the back of the heel that I had seen my uncle wear.
I probably told my mom about my concerns and that we needed to go shopping. She helped me understand.

Occasionally I pick up a new term or phrase that I have never heard before and if it is one that I like, try to incorporate it into my daily conversations. Most of the time I fail miserably and it comes out akward and forced. But it usually gives me something to laugh about.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Eats bin a wall...

Ah fill lock Ah ain't had much in the way of sayin bout chickens these days. Ah reckon cause not too much bin goin own.  Ah feed in water 'em same as usual. Day bin layin eggs same as usual. Poopin' too.


I have noticed recently that Eleanore is the first one into the coop and up to either the feeder or the water basin when I am there visiting and refilling. The other day she pecked at my ring as I put the basin of fresh water back in. (I guess she was a little thirsty for some clean, hay free water.) Kathy is always close but never between me and Eleanore.

This past weekend I fed and watered the ladies early on Saturday a.m. Sunday afternoon when we got back in town I got to witness the Hungry March - two hens frantically patrolling the fenced perimeter occasionally pecking into the dirt. Honestly, it made me feel a little guilty that I didn't top off the feeder, but it was entertaining. I'll have to try and get it on video.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Lucy in Disguise

Last week I reported that a friend found out that one her hens was actually a rooster. She has since found out that 2 of her hens are roosters. Little Gerri now Little Jerry.

If Lucy maintains her feminine status I have a feeling she will be one busy bird. Then again, if she is really a Lucas there could be other issues. For instance - no eggs. How dissapointing.

Monday, August 15, 2011

An admission

Admitting you have a problem is the first step.
See where the grass meets denim... yeah, up there, at my knees, that is my problem. That is how tall the grass in the "garden" is. 

Ah hem. Was.

And, save for these babies:
 the garden has been returned to yard.

Up until last night I was convinced these plants were carrots. Makes sense... that is what I planted there. The thing is, the foliage just doesn't look like carrots. Can anybody help me out? What are those seed pods?

Friday, August 12, 2011

Its all about the Ears (i.e. I'm a nerd)

I had a conversation with a person the other day that has an allergy to white shelled eggs, but not brown. From what little I think I know about chickens and eggs, the only difference between white eggs and brown is the shell color. I was intrigued, so I did a little "research".

White eggs often come from hens with white ear lobes.

Brown eggs often come from hens with red ear lobes - like Kathy and Eleanore.

The beautiful blue eggs come from Araucana hens. (Must be to make up for the butter face - "That's a good looking hen, but her face...")

After gathering some information I have formed this hypothesis:

The white eggs this person has consumed have mostly been from the grocery store.
The brown eggs this person has consumed have mostly been from free range or backyard chickens.
Backyard birds, often red ear-lobed, have a different diet than white ear-lobed factory (battery) hens, therefore - WAIT FOR IT - the allergy originates with the chicken feed!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Gender Issues

When I first got my pullets and they weren't laying any eggs, a lot of people suggested that maybe I had roosters. As we know now this was not the case. My toddler-aged chicks have grown up nicely into hens.

A friend of mine was not so lucky. Mrs. Utz (the mother of my best high school friend, Sarah) started with three chicks; Patty, Little Gerri and Lucy, only to find out that Patty is really a Patrick.

I decided to do a little research on gender assignment of young poultry. I use the term research loosely. Maybe 'Google search for instant gratification of curiosity' fits better. Anyway, I came across this table which answers another question I had about the term sex links. It is kind of obvious now.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Inside Outside Upside Down

Inside the workplace it is very cold. Or at least, I get very cold. My hands have got to be 20 degrees cooler than say, my neck. Cold fingers make intricate work more difficult. I wear a sweatshirt everyday and have been debating the addition of a scarf, gloves and maybe something to warm my nose.

Outside it is very hot. It is very, very hot in my car. My AC doesn't work anymore. Stopping is my greatest enemy when I am on the road.

This really didn't have anything to do with anything else. Just felt like sharing.

Oh, and by the way, so far the egg laying rate for August is 1 a day.  I'm hypothesizing the 50% decrease  has something to do with the heat.

Friday, August 5, 2011

A Poem.

(Not Charlie, just looks a little like him.)

In my swimming pool

When days are hot
When days are cool
In my swimming pool

Fancy Diving Too!

Oh, Wouldn't you like to swim with me
in my swimming pool?


It's a slow news day from the mini-farm. Really, a slow news week. Ever since the coop has been re-enforced there isn't that much excitement surrounding escapees or intruders. With the exception of those dang moths that are like scaled down stealth bombers, of course.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

True or False

I realized the other day that I never posted the numbers for June or July. Well, I suppose I wouldn't be too late for July... however, I didn't keep track either month. You may not miss it, but I kind of like seeing the data over time. 

I have two excuses:

1. Summer vacation - no reading, writing, or arithmetic
2. I was overwhelmed with Squash!

Never said they were good excuses. So here is an alternative format for my monthly summary:

True or False

Hot - T
2 Hens - T
Eggs Collected - T
Traumatic Experiences - F
Kathy & Eleanore had successful budget talks - F