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Gone Back to My Roots

Leigh —  June 11, 2015 — Leave a comment

“I’d didn’t realize until recently how much you loved animals,” Ken said to me this past weekend while we took a break from our yard work to watch the ducks in the pond.

I thought about it for a second and then said, “Oh, I’ve always loved animals,” like it was a well-known fact, but the truth is, I think I had kind of forgotten it about myself as well. If your not careful, motherhood can do that to you sometimes, make you forget who you once were before all the babies came.

For the past nine years I have been so wrapped up in wiping runny noses and sticky counter tops or fussing at kids for not knowing where their shoes are or leaving wet towels on the floor that I didn’t have time to add animals to the chaos. Pets were a luxury for people with time on their hands. Not new parents. Continue Reading…

A Taste for Chicken

Leigh —  June 13, 2014 — Leave a comment

IMG_9562We lost another chicken this week.  (The little one with it’s comb starting to peek through and pictured on the left.)

We have had a total of seven chickens so far, and we are down to three.  You don’t have to be good with numbers to know those aren’t good odds, folks.  Clearly, we have a lot to learn in this whole chicken business.  Once they come under our care, they don’t even have a 50/50 chance anymore.

We lost the first hen to a stray dog, and then two more from the mystery illness, which I am completely convinced they had already contracted by the time we purchased them from the Chicken Trunk Lady. So technically, those two deaths shouldn’t be on our conscience because they were doomed from the get-go.

However, this last chicken death came as a complete shock.  In fact, here is a picture of the ferocious predator that attacked it: Continue Reading…

This Week on the Farm

Leigh —  May 5, 2014 — 4 Comments

IMG_9259Technically these guys became a part of our farm family last week, but since I was out of town, I wasn’t able to report on it. I’ll just go ahead and tell you, I have been against getting baby chicks from the get go.  Ken and the kids have been pestering me for awhile now, but all I’ve heard is how much care those little buggers need.  I’m not looking to add to my work load at the moment because I’ve already got my hands plenty full.  Plus, we could end up with roosters because it’s really hard to tell a baby chick’s sex even for a trained professional like the folks at our local coop, and we all know how I feel about more roosters. Continue Reading…

So It Has Come to This

Leigh —  April 18, 2014 — 2 Comments

Things are happening out here, folks, and I ain’t got the time to tell you all about them.  I wish I did, but there are only so many hours in a day.  And lately, those hours are being spent hauling brush to burn piles or elbow deep in dirt, planting annuals.  This is our life now, and I’m finding that it suits me better than I anticipated.  We go to bed exhausted and wake up ready to do it all over again.

And while I’m enjoying the rural life, I realize that lately I’ve done a really crummy job of recording all our work on the property.  From what I can gather through blog stats, you guys are crazy curious to know what’s going on out here.  So I’m going to try something a little different.  I realize I am probably just setting myself up for failure, but who knows? I might actually be able to stick with it, and if I don’t, my heart was in the right place. Continue Reading…

Meet Bailey

Leigh —  February 27, 2014 — 6 Comments

BaileyThis cute little black-and-white face has been responsible for a lot of marital strife in the last week.  To all my girl friends on Facebook, I’m sorry I put you through that, and to all my guy friends on Facebook, I’m sorry your wife wouldn’t let you have this dog.

I do have an update on the puppy, and it has a happy ending.  We found a good home for her.  A place where she can run and tromp until her heart is content.  A home with two giggling children to give her daily belly rubs and faces to lick.  Her new owners took a little convincing, several days, in fact, but eventually, she cuted her way into their hearts…or should I say, our hearts.  Continue Reading…