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So, let me start at the beginning. If you have been following the weather page here, you may have noticed some odd readings in the wind direction graphic. For a couple of months now the wind apparently only comes out … Continue reading
So let me begin with a summary: At the first of the year I had 18 chickens (2 roosters, 16 hens), 22 ducks (not sure how many drakes…maybe 9 or so) and 10 does, 1 buck (Hank Jr.) and 2 … Continue reading
I know, I know! Its 1/1/15 and I was going to post last night, but got sidetracked with the wild and crazy NYE celebration here at StoneFace Farm!
I have been both very busy and very distracted for the past month. though it does not seem as though a month has past, I cannot deny what the calendar is telling me. Time to close out the year, tally … Continue reading
Having completed the new buck pen with shelter and all the next wind that came along reminded me that I still needed to secure the roof of said shelter. Rascal and FatHead seem to remember that they are friends, but … Continue reading
Stayed home to start digging post holes for the new buck pen (for Rascal). Actually had to straighten some existing posts that were solid but leaning. The ground in this spot is about 3 inches of good dirt followed by … Continue reading
We took all of the cabbage to church and gave it away. Came back home with only 4 heads, not sure what we took in to start with. The small ones and the leaves/trimmings went to the goats for a … Continue reading
Yeah, it’s been a busy month. So to keep things reasonably short, there will now be 4 weekly event and egg count summaries. Here we go – I don’t remember much about this week, probably thinking I need to get … Continue reading
They say it only takes 2 weeks to break a habit. That is true for good habits as well as bad. I have to get back to the schedule of updating this blog every week. There is not that much … Continue reading
The trip seen through the splattered bug guts on the windshield.