Sunday, June 19, 2011

Rake, Dig, Plant, Water, Repeat.

During the last few glorious evenings I have been popping plants and seeds into the ground.  After living for several months in the greenhouse, the various melons and a few pumpkins were finally settled into real dirt; they seem to like their new home.  I also planted a bunch more zucchini and summer squash since more than half the ones I planted on the other side of the yard have been ravaged by some unseen enemy.  I also planted three new rows of corn since not one of my original planting came up (I believe the chickens are to blame for this one, I put a barrier around the corn but they managed to get in once or twice). 

Melons!!!  (and pumpkins)

Rows of corn and mounds of squash.

Speaking of chickens, in the merry month of May I purchased five Red Sex Link chicks and five Maran chicks.  Our local feed store has this strange policy of sticking all different types of chicks together, and since black and yellow/white spotted chicks can belong to several breeds, I had to rely on their expertise to pick out the right ones; I did insist on putting one back since “she” was definitely not a “she.”  Anyways, over the last month it has become quite clear my five “Marans” are in fact one Maran and four Barred Rocks.  Mom really likes the appearance of the Barred Rocks; they are beautiful and good layers, but (grrrrrrrrrr!!!) I wanted Marans!  One more lesson learned, when life gives you Barred Rocks . . . take Pictures!

Maran                                                Barred Rock

My beautiful birds.

2 comments:

  1. Ooo I think they are all beautiful! Although I would be grrrrr as well over not getting what I wanted. I love that last pic. Reminds me of something from Far Side. Someone needs to think of a Larson-esque caption :D

    How about: "Little did the farmer know, the chickens were holding secret meetings trying to figure out how to overthrow the humans."

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  2. Your girls are gorgeous! I still can't believe they get so big and full, even though my beauties are larger every day. The only two I can even remotely identify are the Cochin (because of her leg feathers, and because the woman who sold her to me said so), and the Polish (she has quite a top knot!). Oh, and one ginger has cute puffy cheeks, so we're thinking at least part Americauna.

    I never knew raising chickens could be so relaxing and entertaining!

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