Not much news on the farm - it's the quiet season.
Storm Cloud is probably going out to service a couple of does this week. His stud fee is a kid back.
My sister gave me six chickens. She had a spectacular survival rate on her chicks this year and ended up with more chickens than she really wants. I think she gave us four hens and two roosters. They are super cute, white and spangled. They are tiny, bantams that hatched out of blue eggs, so maybe I will have some blue eggs again in the spring. Right now they are separated in the coop (mine are all free-range) to et them acclimate and learn where they live before I let them into the general population. Chickens pick on each other, and I don't want them to get beat up.
We repaired a length of fence between our house and the neighbor's, so Lancelot the big dumb collie dog can't keep going over there are destroying our neighborly relations by digging up gardens, chasing cats, and relieving himself on the lawn.
Homero's family is still here. They will be at least through Christmas and possibly the New Year. I have spent more time in the grocery store lately! Nine people go through a large amount of food every day.
We are halfway through the construction of a shamefully shabby gingerbread house. It looks like it was built by stoned trolls. Pictures upon completetion.
Happy Holidays all.
1 comments:
Dear Aimee, what a happy life you have with your family all joining in to the fun of the gingerbread house. Who cares what it looks like so long as you remember the fun you had while making it. Isn't that what life is all about? I can't wait to see it finished.
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