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- Due to extended extreme cold, we moved nine chickens (one at a time) to our small attached greenhouse.
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- Chickens enjoying the sun
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- Temporary block and mud-mortar firebox for boiling maple sap
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- Stoking the fire while a neighbor filters gnats out of raw sap
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- Maple sap boiler with rain roof, almost ready to transfer remaining sap to a finishing pot
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- Finishing boil on what used to be 58 gallons of sap.
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- Finished syrup – about 1.5 gallons.
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- Minor damage from Mary spinning backwards into a ditch along rt. 33 – spring plastic, mud and gravel in the brakes, a torn tire well liner.
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- Worn rear shock mounts were probably the cause, allowing the rear wheels to momentarily lose contact. Very lucky to spin into nothing but a nice soft muddy ditch.
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- Pinks and Dame’s Rocket
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- Siberian Iris, Camassia Lilly, and Mocha Java the dog
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- Oriental Poppy
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- Clematis and Venusa Violacea
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- Martagon Lilly
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- Onions, comfrey
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- Tomatoes
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- Purple cabbage amd butterfly weed
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- Peas
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- Flower bed and house
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- Working around the house in the summer heat
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- Helping a neighbor diagnose a lawnmower problem
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- Surviving chicks. Two got eaten by a snake that snuck into chickland when the coop was open. The next day the mother hen was quietly snatched and carried off to all but culminate a week of chicken carnage.
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- Feather from the last chicken attack. We didn’t see what it was, but our (mostly) good dog, Mocha Java and her buddy Diesel chased whatever it was quite a long way around the ridge.
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- Mocha after the chase, helping me look at the trail of feathers. Amazingly, the chicken showed up a couple hours later, appearing to be hardly ruffled. Probably escaped into a tree when Mocha gave chase
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- The survivors. We lost four hens and two pullets to whatever it was before Mocha and Diesel ran it off. We kept them in the coop for a week before letting them out again (and then check on them obsessively)
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- After the banty mother hen got snatched, we herded the chicks into the greenhouse. Mary made a hot water bottle surrogate mother hen every night for the first couple weeks
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- They were a little bit stupid about figuring out what was food, without a mother hen to show them what to do.
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- But they eventually tried eating everything, and the adult chickens would hang out outside the greenhouse as role models, though they were mostly just wondering how they might get at all the food the chicks hadn’t yet eaten
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- Experimenting making mulch hay with a scythe.
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- It sort of works, but the aluminum handled ‘American’ scythe seems to be better suited for ditch weeds than grass. The edge of a European scythe (not yet pictured) has a thinner, razor sharp edge that cuts by slicing, not by brute force.
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- About one an a half to two years worth of well seasoned oak, hickory and maple.
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- Part of the back 0.40 acres, ready to rake
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- One of three modest hay piles
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- Another fine pile
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- The chicks have been thriving in the green house, which is now thoroughly trashed. Can you find all four chicks?
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- Ready for pre-release back into chickland in the coop. After a couple days in chickland they have been enjoying their free-range freedom.
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- Morning Glory – Flying Saucers
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- Sweet potatoes running rampant
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- A wheelbarrow load of squash
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- Another view of the our winter heat.
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- Mary monitoring chickens
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- Part of a chicken of the woods mushroom
