Decision Made...Garden Ho!

 

After a week of yet another artic blast sending daytime and nighttime lows plummeting below freezing, I reached a decision about the garden. It's full steam ahead with seed starting this week. I just can't chance a long hot summer arriving too soon.

I've got some broccoli, cauliflower, cabbage, napa, carrots, and onions planted into soil blocks. It's no where near what we'd need to be self sustainable, but it's something. Yes, I'm trying for a spring planting of my cabbages this year. I've ordered row covers to help protect them from the moths. I'm shooting for a 35% of our needs. That will be a pretty good start for these new sustainably bound crops. I rarely plant brassicas because the in season price makes it unnecessary. But things change and times are demanding I rethink this. I'd rather have some than none. If I get a fall season planting too, that'll increase our yield to 50%. 

The garlic and leeks beds have over wintered quite well under the thick hay mulch. As did the asparagus so far. I should be set at sustainable levels for garlic and leeks this year. I'll be dehydrating most of those harvests. I can always pull some up that have naturalized in the orchard area in a pinch. Oh, and all those yummy garlic scapes to cook with. I'll have to share a recipe with y'all for them on a Wednesday entry when it's time to harvest some in May.

We are watching and waiting for the chickens to start their spring laying glut of eggs. We are down to eight hens now. It's been a rough winter for them. At the peak of summer they numbered twenty-two. Mel is so fed up that she's lost interest in chicken farming as an income producer for the homestead. All the hens that went broody last year are dead so it will be interesting if any of the others will go broody this year. Now that Big Red, Rhode Island Red rooster, is entering his 4th year on this earth it'll be interesting to see if he's still fertile. I'll decide next month whether I want to bother and order some new chickens.  They won't start laying until summer. I still think it's good idea.

The quail are doing fabulous. We are now fully self sustainable in the little, dark meat birds in eggs and meat with just 25 quail for the two of us. In the spring, I may bump up their numbers to 50 and try to sell the eggs, hatching eggs, and breeding quads (3 hens and 1 roo).  I may just look into being certified for selling across state lines, but then again the way things started out last year and are continuing this year, I may do well just selling them in my five county area too. I wonder if the local livestock market will be open this year? They suspended all auctions last year because of the virus. But, there's always Craig's List. Or, I can just be happy that I'm self sustainable in one meat product.

Anyhow, I just thought you'd like to know what we're up to this week.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Taking Down Time

HAPPY V-D!!!! 

With physical therapy twice  a week and doctor appointments in between, it seems like we're constantly on the go. I've been trying to get all my 6-month check ups over and done with before we get into planting season. The problem is that I've got -ologist-itis. I have an inflated amount of too many doctors and specialists. Seven doctors to be exact and counting. I remember to the old days when you had one doctor with yearning. So come the weekend, it's usually our downtime. No, doctor calls, no laboratory nor hospital calls etc. My phone doesn't ring unless it's a solicitation call or family. I simply ignore the solicitation calls. Thank God the elections are over with!!! I was getting texts and calls every other call.

So I'm taking my downtime very seriously. We'll sit in front of the wood stove to stay toasty warm as the cold of winter temperatures blow down into the hollar. The chickens have taken to roosting on the front porch. They'll wake and chortle at us each time we turn on the porch light to get an armload of wood to feed the wood stove. High today is 47℉. It's a far cry from last week's highs in the 70s. It's gonna be another cockeyed weather year again. No snow or days on end of of below freezing weather. It's strange for the northeast Georgia mountains. Of course, with no snow means rain and a lot of it. 

"Mel calls the chickens feathered raptors. They'll swamp your feet when they realize you are outside. They want to be fed. No matter if you fed them ten minutes ago, if you are outside you must be needing to feed them. They are almost comical as they run to greet you when you come up the driveway. Yes, they know our car. They stop short as you drive past them as you pull in. They'll swarm my feet as I get out of the car until Mel takes off to turn the car around. They'll stop swamping me and take off at a run again after the car. I'll hear Mel yelling at them to get away from underfoot as she makes her way up to the walk. If she's got groceries in the back of the car, it's "get out of my car!" and "No, this is not for you." or "Get out of that bag!" She'll slam the front door in their faces and lean on it, huffing and puffing. "Geez, this is ridiculous!"

I'd start, "Well, if you'd finish the chicken run..."

"Ah, shaddup!" This would be followed by her standard litany of excuses of why this hadn't been done yet. 

I had long since tuned her out. That's the problem with both of us having to break up our days with off site appointments. Not much gets done here with both of us off the homestead.

I'm still looking at purchasing a replacement truck for us. I refuse to take on car payments. So far, I've got about $2100 in the kitty ear marked for one. I was searching Craig's List the other day and thought I found one. 1987 Chevy Silverado pick up with 4wd for $800. It only took a couple emails with the owner to realize it was a scam. A real shame too. It was just like Mel's old truck except it was white and a few years older. It would have been perfect. Why do people feel they have to do this??? I just don't understand the pleasure they get out of doing this!

 So that's my news for the week, what's yours?

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

The Chickie Babies Get a New Home

 Yesterday was moving day for the first set of five hatched out chickie babies between three mama hens. They moved  out of the brooder box permanently to their new home. We still have two hatched out by Little Blackie, Australorpe, in the brooder box. Now they have the entire brooder box to themselves. Her third chick piped the shell until it was almost free, and then died.

But this post isn't about Little Blackie's babies (just 2 weeks old), it's the first hatched fivers. Why fivers they were five that survived and they were five weeks old when we first put them outside during the day to socialize with the older birds. Don't worry, the babies are in two dog crates. At eight weeks old, they were more than ready to move out of their 2/3rds of a brooder box.  They complained loudly when put in their brooder at night after the first three days.

The bigger, and much older chickens looked at them with curiosity. Meanwhile, the chicks looked out through the bars, "Are you my Mother?" Even the mother hens did not lay claim to them and went about their business of clearing the weeds out of the new chicken run. They take their housekeeping duties very seriously even though it's open for them to free range again. The best part is I'm now able to find their eggs again.

The chick spend their days napping in the sunlight, scratching for wayward bugs and seeds, and dust bathing all in the comfort of their protected environment. The chicken tractor is now finished. It has all the bells and whistles like a small 5-gallon rain catchment system for water and an automatic feeder that holds 10 lbs of chick starter feed per fill up. I simply reconnect the water tube to the bucket and carry it separately when I move it..

I still don't know which are hens and rooster, but I'm watching their wing and tail feathers. But unfortunately/fortunately, I'm beginning to think I have 3 roos (they have saddle feathers)  and only 1 hen of the older chickie babies. Unfortunate because I wanted the opposite. Fortunate because it means more meat in the freezer for us. I noticed two of them flying at each other so I'm thinking these two are roosters, but I could be wrong because hens do this too. I'll know for sure if they start crowing by sixteen weeks old. Then it's butchering day and freezer camp for all but one lucky one. I'm still hoping for four hens and one rooster for homestead production needs. I could still get that because I believe the two in the brooder box are hens.

I was looking into the cross breeding genetics. With a RIR as a sire he could contribute not only coloring, but in egg production and size by as much as half. This surprised me. If a Easter egger lays on average 240 medium eggs the cross with Rhode Island Red, the offspring could lay up to 300 eggs per year or more with a possible egg size jump to a large. I know two of the chicks are EE/RIR cross. One is definitely RIR/Australorpe cross. Both hens lay, on average, 309.5 large eggs per year. Would that mean a possibility of 365 large to extra large eggs from this hen? 

I can see tons of angel food cakes and lemon egg yolk cookies in our future. There won't be an event, meeting, or get-together that I'm not giving them away at by the dozens. Every pot luck I go to I'll have to bring an egg heavy casserole. And, that's only with four laying, household hens. Just the two of us don't eat that many eggs.😎It's not counting my chickens before they hatch. They've already hatched! I may be left with two or three hens out of the hatchlings which would put us about break even in eggs laid/eggs needed.

Of each of the five, I can tell who the mommas were that laid the egg that they hatched from within one or two choices. When we got the chicks we had two of each kind of certain breeds like Bared Plymouth Rocks and Dominiques, and the others were later identified by their coloring. plus one mystery chick that died in the original fifteen we ordered. One of the black chicks is definitely a black Australorpe cross, one black chick with a brown chest is the Blue Birchen Maran's egg who we lost last week to a stray dog.  One was from a Steele Egger cross because I call their mama Polka Dot. And, the last chick came from one of the Dominiques.

The Dominique cross managed to get out of the outdoor cage last week. Not quite sure how she managed that feat. Two days passed and I figured it was gone for sure. It was the biggest of the bunch. While I was doing the final fiddling with the chicken tractor, I see this little head pop out from under the food stores building. I was hope against hope tossing out chick starter crumbles along one edge of the building in case it was still alive since it went missing. After all, didn't Hoo-de-hoo, aka Houdini, our two-week old Buff Orpington rooster, survive for two weeks in the open with the odds against him surviving. We just have too many predators around that would love to eat a tender morsel little chicks provide: dogs, cats, hawks, owls, snakes, the adult chickens, and even rats. So when I saw it, I was relieved. I got some extra chick starter and put little piles along the food stores building and a small container of water. Since it wouldn't let me catch it, it had to stay where it was. Meanwhile, I'm hooked the butterfly net on my pants pocket while I'm out and about...just in case.

I made an A-frame design chicken tractor. Except for placing the laying boxes in it, the chicken tractor is done finally! I had thought to use chicken wire but decided to to use the heavier cage wire and 1" hardware cloth for the exposed areas. It has a roosting bar in the little coop. The coop has no floor save the coated, wire shelves inside. This way the chickie babies' poop can drop to the ground. So there will be no straw nor hay to clean out until they start laying eggs. When one area gets too thick in droppings or the grass is almost gone, I'll simply move it to a new area. I figure I'll be moving it every couple of days.

I saw on YouTube where somebody used 5-gallon buckets for nesting boxes. I decided to do the same, but flipped it. The opening end with the lid faces the outside of the tractor so I can get the eggs. All I have to do is snap off the lid. It's not one of those rubberized thick lids. I built the supports inside under the coop area. So when they start laying in a few months, I'll just snip the cage wire for the buckets to slide in. It's pretty ingenious if I do say so myself. I even put small drain holes in the bottom of the nest boxes for ventilation and to drain any moisture that gets in there. With the whole back snapping off, removing and replacing the straw will be a breeze unlike conventional nest boxes.

With no wood to speak of in this build, this coop is ultra light weighing in at less than 35 lbs. I mean, it's only plastic. I used "J" clips, zip ties, strapping tape, glue, and wire to build it. It's not huge. It's only 3'x6'.  Unlike the coops and runs down in the orchard. It'll never be more than a couple hundred feet from the house. An easy jaunt from wherever we are, or our dogs. If I need to, I drilled four holes, 5/8th", at the corners so I can stake it to the ground with 12" spikes for added protection. I tried to think of everything that could happen short of a tree falling on it. Don't laugh! It has happened here to Mel's first chicken coop.

Well, enough rambling. It's moving day for the chickie babies. Time for me to get off my hinny and get busy!

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Home Grown Chick Update

Well in all total, the three broody hens hatched out nine chicks before demands of motherhood broke their broodiness. I believe more would have hatched if the hens had not broken their broodiness, but not worries, we currently have enough hens to meet our egg sales. Of the nine, three were crushed to death by their first time moms. A shame but it happens. I couldn't sex them. We'll just have to wait until they are 13 weeks old. We'll butcher the roos and reintroduce the hens back into the flock.

One chick fell from the coop during the storms from tropical storm Sally. It landed inside the run and was a soaked and cold two-day old chick by the time I found it. It was barely cheeping when I found it. It was the smallest of the bunch too. I scooped it up mud and all and started calling for Mel as I approached the back porch. Mel had hurried because I used the word "help." I quickly explained to her what had happened as she snatched the little chick up and wrapped it in her in her t-shirt and light weight jacket. Clucking at it in smoothing tones as she hurried inside.

It was still sprinkling rain as I tended to the rest of the flock. I knew they wouldn't be doing much foraging in the rain so I gave them an extra portion of scratch and feed. I made sure everyone had water and picked up the two eggs that the momma chickens had allowed to be laid in the coop. The polka dot and silkie hens wouldn't allow many hens into the coop. They were fiercely protective of the babies.

 Mel and I decided not to let the mommas raise their chicks, but to bring them inside into the brooder box. I lined the box with chuck pads and placed the heat lamp in the box. To put straw or hay in the bottom would have meant more time in the rain for me. I had just dried off and changed my clothes from my last adventure outside and wasn't relishing the idea of going out in the current downpour unless I had to.

Meanwhile, Mel had checked out the chick. It was finally warm enough for her to do so. It's chirping was definitely louder and stronger. Mel found the only other injury this black puff ball had suffered was a broken toe from it's 3' fall from the coop. What do you do for a broken (nondisplaced) toe on a chick smaller than the palm of your hand. All the tape she trued was way too thick. We decided to leave it alone. It chirps in pain constantly, bit there's nothing we can do for it. The only   Otherwise, its eating, drinking, and pooping fine.

 I had asked Mel why she didn't use the blow dryer on the little chick to warm her faster and she replied that she thought it would scare her. She'd had enough trauma in her short life. The only time she was quiet was when she it snuggled under my chin. It was in this position when it died a 5 AM the next morning. Poor little thing.

And then, there were five.

The next lull in the storm, I went outside to pick up the rest of the chicks from their nests. Three from the hen house and three from the nest on the front porch. They are now safely housed in the brooder box. They were moved to the inside brooder box. They didn't like being taken away from their mothers. After a couple of hours they were all snuggled together under the warmth of the lamp sleeping peacefully. When awake, they found their food and water with no problem. A few more adventurous ones explored their new surroundings. They are so little and so few compared to the fifteen we had in there  earlier in the year,  their surroundings seem way too big for them. But, they'll grow. 

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

We got Chicks!

Friday, I went to check on Polka Dot after I gave the flock their ration of scratch and pellets. This is still in supplement mode since they are all free ranging too. By process of elimination, I knew Polka Dot was on the nest because I saw the Silkie pecking greedily at the grain and cracked corn. I have to throw out a couple handfuls of scratch out for them or they'll swarm all over me while I try to put out their feed in their feeder. I don't like the chickens flying at my face while I'm filling the feeder. Their claws are sharp.

As I approached the nest box I thought I had heard some cheeping. I opened up the drop down access and sure enough I spied a broken eggs shell. After raising some of Polka Dot's wing feathers, despite her threatening protests, I saw a black bundle of joy.  The first four of 22 hatched yesterday to the Polka Dot/Silkie tag team mommas. Ms. Puffy Cheeks is sitting on her pile of eggs on the front porch.

The chicks look to be Delaware or Barred Rock/ Rhode Island Red cross babies and one Rhode Island Red chick. Hens or roos? I'll try feather sexing them tonight when we move them. But honestly, I'm not that good at it yet. How many hatched out this morning, I haven't checked yet. This was only day 19 for the hens on the eggs.  She is in the main coop so we'll be moving them all to the brooder box this evening. The chickies babies were so new that they were still wet so I left them alone.

I figure when the Polka Dot hen decides to break broodiness in a few days, we'll move all the babies and her to the hospital hutch. Ms. Puffy Cheeks' eggs should hatch late next week. Both hens and babies should be able to stay in there. That is until next week when we move all our free range flock to their new habitat. The rains has really slowed progress on the build and putting in the fencing for the run. The new coop with their 20' run will be a change but they'll soon get used to it again. It will be winter again soon and we always coop up our flock for their own protection. There's not enough forage for them anyhow.

Well, that's our news for this week.

Y'all have a blessed day.

Cockeyed Jo

Is This Corn?

It's a little over my 5' waist in height. It's about 3' high at the most. It has tassels and silks. If it had been 6' or 7' tall I would have believed it to be corn. But. I dunno. I'm talking about my five lone plants in my corn patch. These are the five planted corn seeds that survived the chickens and the dogs out of twenty seeds that sprouted.

Getting them to grow to this stage has been a constant battle. The have been knocked over by the animals and storms repeatedly this growing season. I dutifully propped them back up trying to will them to survive. It's April's and May's unseasonable cold spell that I blame the stunted growth on. I've never seen corn so short. It will be amazing if the ears fully form. I did my usual bag pollination as soon as I notice the pollen falling to enhance a possible yield. There's only one ear per stalk though so I'm not holding my breath. It remains to be seen.

My straight neck yellow squash has put off showy male blossoms but no female flowers yet. Watch them be sterile. Now my zucchini is just the opposite, all female and no males. I've watched the fruits go unpollinated, turn brown and fall off the stems. The good news is that everything has survived the onslaught of Japanese beetles and so far, no sign of aphids nor squash beetles. But then, I've seen great flurries of ladybugs and lacy wings. I've even seen a few praying mantes. They have to be eating something. Since we've not been able to keep the grass mowed, I figure there's an abundance of food for them in the weeds. So far nothing has touched my tomato plants.

I had to water the plants this week for the first time in months. We've actually had a dry spell of dour days without rain! Although the ground is still moist a couple inches below the live ground cover (clover) they were a little thirsty and limp so I gave them some out of the rain barrel. With barely a cup and a half per plant, they stood taller and happier. The thunder rolling off in the distance tells me I won't have to worry about it tomorrow.

The heat index is in the 90s finally with the lows in the low 70s. It's definitely summer. I think I'm going to plant some more cucumber seeds tomorrow. It looked like stem rot or cut worms are nibbling the bases of my six plants.

Mel lost interest in her experimental garden when it didn't instantly didn't take off and it developed weeds. Sigh! I pulled the weeds, scratched in some bone and blood meal, and then added some organic 4-4-4 fertilizer to each bucket she planted. There's no such thing as a "no work" garden. It needs love and attention. The added boost has produced about a foot of growth in her experiment. She had planted wild flower seeds with the cucumbers and the have robust growth. 

In Mel's partial defense, she has building the new coop and run in the orchard. First she had to cut down the 5' weeds in the spot she wanted to place it into. No mean feat with only a hand sickle and no power tools. She picked up the wrong canisters at Lowes for our weed eater. She has since rectified it so the second coop and run will be easier. But loading sand and concrete cap blocks have to be done manually down to the second terraced level one load a a time in the cart. The cap blocks are the flooring for the 4'x8'coop and 4'x8'feed/straw storage building. Some 40 blocks later, they are all leveled and sanded in. The walls and the rest of the coop is just wood working, and for Mel, a piece of cake. She's definitely getting her exercise going up and down the 6' drop between tiers with first the blocks and bags of sand, and then the cut lumber. After the building goes up, she'll be digging the post holes for the 2x3 fencing for the run. It will be covered on five sides for the ultimate predator protection. We've got enough lumber and fencing around the homestead for the first one and egg sale money for the second one. The chickens are now laying an average a dozen eggs a day. We've set

aside monies for the next purchase of breed specific15 chickens for the coop nearest the house for a grow out area until they start laying. Then, the second chickens will go into the the coop and run on the third tier. By keeping two roosters with the 13 hens, we should have a good fertilization ratio to let the first batch of hens go broody. For of them have already tried to brood some eggs, but with no rooster with them, it was a wasted effort. The coop and run nearest the house will become the brooding/chick house. The chicks will either be sold or allowed to become layers. That's the plan, anyhow. So Mel's Poultry Farm is finally on it's way, and will continue to grow a bit smaller than she first thought, but it's going.

That's our update for the week...

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

The Temperature are Back to Normal, Sort of

I'm happy to say that the temperatures here are sort of back to normal, but normal for April and it's almost June. With highs in the mid 70s to low 80s, that coolish spell took everyone by surprise. I know my poor heat loving plants like tomatoes and okra suffered through it. They were set outside to harden off, but survived.

With all the rain we had, we'll need a few rainless days to be able to till under the  summer garden. It will delay harvests for about a month. That's okay, because with the cooler weather my English peas flourished and my lettuces didn't bolt.  My second planting of sweet corn starts is doing well in their reused organic salad goods, plastic containers. They will need to be transplanted soon. My kidney beans, black eyed peas, baby lima beans have sprouted so they'll be ready to transplant soon as have the zucchini, yellow squash, and pumpkin seeds. I decided not to plant the gourds seeds again this year. I'm focusing more on food in my main garden area.

Burpee seed

Although I love the crooked neck yellow squash, a standard in southern cuisine, this year I planted the straight neck variety from Park's Seed in NC. The squash is easier for me to slice to preserve. Parks is my #1 stop for organic/heirloom seeds. They don't have a lot, but what they do have  has a better than 90% germination rate for me. I've been a customer since the 1980s. As my mother was before that. Next, it's a toss up between Mary's Seeds and Baker Creek. Locally sourced seed of organic/heirloom seeds is limited to Tractor Supply's Seed for Change.

This year TSC has been hard pressed to keep seeds in stock, as well as various local garden centers. I guess more people are taking the "grow your own food seriously." Which is great, but makes for "sold out" tabs every where even online. I'll just have to order my seeds in December or January next year if I don't save enough seed this year. My stockpile of saved seeds was exhausted in last year's failed garden.  I still need to pick up two more packets of green bean seeds for the next session of green beans. It'll be the last time for the year. I've already planted three- two weeks apart. Then there's that same problem with the fall garden. I really dropped the ball this year. I got so used to having my saved seeds available.

Our pretty pullets should become layers soon. I'm expecting one of them to start laying any day now. They'll be 6 months old in a couple of weeks. OOPS! I went to the coop with a load of weeds they favor and was surprised by three small, blue eggs in the egg box. We got Americanas in that mixed breed of chickens. I thought so but they come in so many different colors, it was hard to know for sure. I was so looking forward to having dark orange yolks again instead of the pale yellow yolks of store bought eggs. Now, I got some!!!

I finally found where the free range hens are laying their eggs! Now, it's just a question of beating Kassity, Luna, and Frankie from stealing them! They here the hen's caterwaul when they lay an egg and make a bee line straight for the spot. The spot? It's the partially dismantled elevated, pallet herb bed with the oregano in it.

HAHA! I beat the dogs to an mature hen egg today too. Black Butt was in the herb bed while Miss Greedy Piggy was out an about cackling like she'd laid an egg, She always does this the whole time Black Butt is on the nest. Black Butt has learned that this sound brings the dogs, so she doesn't sound off anymore. The dogs now ignore Miss Greedy Piggy because she'll walk down the side driveway cackling. I was near the vegetable garden so I got there ahead of Kassity. I've got to make them a nesting box since they no longer can use the one attached to the coop nor my chair in the back porch. (Their old nesting spots)

from myershatchery.com

The deal with our librarian fell through and she returned Big Red and Miss Greedy Piggy to us after Goldie was killed by her dog. So now we have two 3-year old layer hens and a rooster as free ranging chicken who roost on our front porch.  To top off our free ranging chickens I had two pretty pullets escape past me in their run, a blue/black Birchen maran and a black Australorp.

By the next morning. try as I might I couldn't corral them, the black australorp hen was gone never to be seen again. The Birchen maran was accepted into Big Red's harem. I found this out after I grabbed her intent on putting her with the other new hens and Big Red flew at me impaling the back of my leg and knee with his talons. In surprise and pain, I dropped the hen.  When I turned on him, he did his angry shuffle dance at me so I picked up the flat head shovel and hit him in the head. "One more time, and I'll cook you for Sunday dinner!"

No, my strike didn't kill him, but I wouldn't have minded if I had. Big Red shook his head a couple of times and he gave me a wide berth with a wary eyes on me...at least a shovel handle distance for the rest of the day. Even when I wasn't carrying a shovel.

(L to R) Miss Greedy Piggy, Birchen Maran, Big Red

New evidence, the third reason, that Miss Greedy Piggy is aptly named. I was carrying a plastic wrapped pouch out  to where I usually toss scraps to the free ranging chickens. I was concentrating not to slip and slide in the mud. Miss Greedy Piggy jumped up and punctured the baggy with her beak. The contents spilled out into the mud. She didn't care. She greedily pecked at the pieces of yellow rice that had fallen to the ground before Big Red, Black Butt, and the new gray knew what was happening. I emptied the contents into the mud for the rest of them. She also knows which black trash cans holds the cracked corn and black oil sunflower seeds versus regular feed grains. She'll watch me like a hawk if I approach either of these, she's right there looking up and trying to jump into the bins. This alone earned her the name. She's the first one in line to be fed and the last one to leave the barn in case the others missed some morsels was the second reason. I'm afraid she'll fly into my face when the bins get low. Just to confuse her, I moved all of them around yesterday. Today, she hopped with every lid I opened. Yes, I was being mean to her.

I went inside to tend to my bleeding leg or have Mel tend it. That rooster got me good! Ever since then, that little maran stays right by his side. I guess it makes him proud to nab such a pretty, young hen for his harem. So now we have twelve out of the fifteen chicks we ordered from Meyers Hatchery the coop and run. You might wonder about the five we hatched out. They were cockerel and promptly went to freezer camp. More roos with Big Red's attitude, we don't need.  Granted he was only protecting his hens, but still...You don't attack the person feeding you!

With Buddy Baby dying, it's been a week. That's about it for this week. As always...

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Chickie Babies Adventures

As we ready ourselves for a new bunch of chicks, we are enjoying our 8-week old chicks. If they were meat birds, they would be halfway to butchering size. Now when you open the coop to check their water and feed, they try to escape. Not really escape as much as flying to see who can get to you first. When you have fourteen little gals all vying for your attention at once, it can get a little harried.

Upon opening half the outside access door, there's a flurry of activity from the hens. Dozens of little birds wings from the roosts and bottom of the coop all heading towards you at once. I'll have baby hens on tp of my head, shoulders, and arms in an instant. I'll quickly catch them and place them back in the coop because usually there is a dog or cat in close proximity.   I'd rather them not be traumatized by ending up in one of our other critter's mouths. I know my cats won't kill them, but I'm not so sure about the other critters. Can you see me trying to chase down Dervish or the dogs after they catch one? I think I'll pass.

The point is, we've trained our new hens to trust us and it started from day one on our homestead. They are a friendly bunch now. They look at Mel as the main mama. I'm their secondary mama.Either way, they are glad to see us and be loved on by us. There is an exception. One Barred Rock chick, loves her some Mel and only Mel. When I reach out to pet her, she lets me know in short order that I'm not allowed to by pecking my hand hard ( just short of drawing blood) in rapid succession. No, we won't be naming these new chicks or any subsequent chicks in Mel's business venture. They'll just be too many of them even if they all have distinctive characteristics.

I still haven't figured out just how we managed a standard silkie chick in our assortment. There's no mistaking the feathers, black skin, nor dark feet. She's a Silkie. Meyers doesn't hatch standard Silkies and she's too big for a bantam. I had thought maybe she was a Polish, but she's lacking in the tufted head feathers, sand there is no solid white in Meyer's breeding assortment. Somebody messed up somewhere. But we're not upset by it. Silkies are known to be very broody. So when we start the chicken farm with breed specific hens and roosters, she can hatch them out and raise them just like Brody and Black Butt. It'll be less work for us to do. Although there won't be the big hatch rates as with the incubator. But still, five to ten babies we won't have to care for is a plus. The mama raised chicks aren't as friendly as the ones we brood and raise.

Now that it hasn't rained in two days straight, it's the ideal time to open the coop door and let the babies out into a huge world (the 12'x26' run).`Besides, their coop needs to be cleaned out and new straw spread out. They've made a fairly large mess in there. The first challenge they face is the 2 1/2' ramp to get to the ground. The run is covered by straw and dried leaves. It takes a while for the most bold chicks to even step out of the coop. We are prepared for this and brought two chairs into the run for us to sit and wait. In a matter of a couple of hours, all the chicks are outside in the run. They are doing their own thing in clusters while we scrap the soiled bedding out of their coop and put fresh bedding down. We decided not to do the deep bedding methods for more comost for the garden.

Just before dusk, we go back out to the run and help wayward chicks back into the coop for the night. We will have to do this for several nights until they all learn when roosting time is.

Meanwhile, we'll muck out the bunny/chicken barn. We'll be converting this to raise even more chickens in and have a "maternity ward"/ toddler area for our broody girls to raise their young. It'll be  a safe place to grow out mama raised chickens. It's already set up for really young chicks. We put chicken wire up 3' to keep the rabbits in and it will work for the chicks too.

We'll be building a partitioning wall to separate the rabbits and chickens within the bunny/chicken hoop barn. We've been thinking about doing it for a while now. a wired pallet wall halfway up will work with a door between the rabbit and chicken area so I won't have to walk around the building. It will also help support the hoop roof that we are currently using 2x4x10s bracing.

So changes for the better are happening around our homestead. The baby chicks and upcoming baby chicks are causing us to rethink what we already have in place to repurpose for cheaper alternatives as Mel grows her business. And, the adventures are just beginning.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

The Babies are in the Coop, Now What?

4-week old chick before the move

The chickie babies are happily moved into their coop.  Next week, we'll allow them to check out outside. It should be interesting watching them explore their new territory. We wanted to teach them where home is first. They are still small so we don't expect them to explore their full 25' run this week, but we've got several independent, adventurous chicken that may. As we've learned, the rest will follow in the coming weeks. The days are still short and cold so it will deter them a bit from ranging too far from the coop. So the plan is to open the coop in the early afternoon when it's warmer.

In blue, 4 county area with us in the middle

So now what? The next step is to order one more 15 lot of Assorted Rainbow Hens from Myers Hatchery. That should give Mel enough eggs, starting this summer, to start selling fresh chicken eggs in a four county area. After that, she'll start her regular chicken farm business with birds and hatching eggs to sell. I might mention that none of the driving distance to the farthest edges of each county is more than 30-45 minute driving distance from home. That's also added into the egg price. She's picked a central location in each county to deliver the eggs to. The customers will meet her on specific days and times to purchase the eggs. Yes, she even went so far to get permission to use the spot from the owners of the property. It's only common courtesy, right?

Off the hand and onto the perch.

She is also going to set up a tent at the county's chemical-free farmers market each Saturday from 8-12. She'll be selling eggs and homestead crafts. We don't yet have a tent, but we do have a patio umbrella and chairs. We have a small, fold up table for crafts and plenty of scrap material to make a table covering with for this season. The coolers with the eggs can be house inside the vehicle to maintain the required coolness of the eggs. Yes, Mel has taken the required egg selling course and is certified to sell eggs. This is required and regulated by the state of Georgia. Although the farmers market is only open until September, she should be able to garner more customers for year around delivery of her products. That's the plan anyhow.

Meanwhile, we'll hit Tractor Supply up during their Chick Days for her breed specialty large pens in lots of 25 chicks each. The shipping is too much from the hatchery. Of course, these are sold in only straight run birds.  All extra roosters will be culled for homestead use this year. It will be quite noisy around here with all those chicks in brooder boxes for four weeks. But we can handle it, we're pros at raising chicks.

Choosing breeds and training chicks...

from Meyers  Hatchery site

Of course, genetics play a part in training chicks. We usually choose breeds for friendliness, fairly docile, and great producers.  Even so, we tend to stay away from the white egg layers preferring brown eggs. It's not that white eggs have less nutritional values, but our customers want nonwhite eggs. To them, standard white eggs can be bought at any grocery store. Customers are willing to pay a premium for colored eggs. We want that market! Our eggs aren't cheap, but they have bright, orange yolks, our chickens are raised in luxury compared to large scale egg producers, and each one (no small task) is lavished with the best food and care. Happy chickens lay healthier, better eggs.

Into the coop you go.

We start training our chicks from the first day they enter our homestead. After the initial water, warmth, and food training, we handle each chick daily. At first, it's just putting our hand in the brooder box and talk to them to get them used to our voices. Over the next few days, each will be handled and brought to our eye level. We talk to them constantly at this point. We check for any illness, poopy butts, pasty butts, and their general health. Any health issues are attended to. We'll do this several times a day until every chick is done at least once. Believe me, it goes faster with less stress to the birds with two people doing this.

Each day, the chicks' tension and fear dissipates. The more adventurous chicks will even run up to your hand when it's introduced into the brooder box. Within a week, they will try to perch on your fingers. It's a lot less stressful for you and them when they do this. Eventually, the whole brood will be fighting for position as soon as the lid

Moving day for you my dear!

comes up to be the first. At this point, you have them trained for life to be people friendly. They trust you not to hurt them so they are more relaxed about being handled. Within a matter of a few weeks, you are firmly imprinted on their minds as care givers to them. It's sort of like raising children, only much quicker.

We'll do the same for any chick or critter on the homestead even adopted ones. And yes, quail are still in the mix too.  Somewhere between the second purchase of hens and the TSC Chick Days we'll have quail eggs in the incubator. Being how small quail are, they can brood in a large tote. So that's the now "what's next" for Mel's chicken farm operation. Hopefully by 2021, she'll have her business producing its own self sustainable, steady income with room to expand farther.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Moving Day for the Chicks

We had our first showing of snow this winter. Flurries that melted as soon as they touched the ground. It lasted about twenty minutes to be followed by rain and more rain as the mercury in the thermometer rose to the daily high of 50 degrees. Now on to the chicks...                                                                                                       
 
Of the fifteen Assorted Rainbow chicks we bought from Meyer's Hatchery, fourteen made it to four weeks old. One chick died just after its one week birthday. Today is moving day for the rest of the chicks. They are fully feathered, and over the past week, they've been acclimating to the colder temperatures during the day. They are honestly too big to stay in the 2x4x2 brooder box. They've quadrupled in size and have been trying to fly.

We contemplated setting up a bigger area for them to brood them a little while longer, but figured we'd just move them to the new grow out coop instead. This grow out area was built inside the old hoop greenhouse. It's within 10 feet of my bedroom window. It will be easy enough to run a power cord out to it from the house for a heat lamp. It is only February with nighttime lows in the 20s. They are still too little to are cuddle together for extra warmth they still need.

Soon our girls will be this big.

They have plenty of fresh straw for bedding. The two-gallon poultry waterer and feeder will be put to good use again until spring thaw will allow the automatic drinking cups can be used. We set up a 35-gallon rain harvesting bucket just for this purpose. The gravity fed system will give them ample hydration during our hot weather months. The automatic feeder (4" PVC pipe)will hold a few days worth of feed for them. They are both situated under the coop for protecting the feed from the weather.

So for the next couple of weeks, their coop will be their brooder and home while we build their outside run, There is still space within the greenhouse structure for them to explore and be outside all within the 3' tall pallet sided area. For the base of the open area and run is dried leaves 1' thick for them to scratch in, and bona fide dust bath area full of sand and wood ash for their pleasure. Until now, they've made do bathing in pine shavings.

We hope!👍

As soon as the hens are big enough, they'll join their sisters in the bunny/chicken barn. In March, we'll be ordering more chicks and quail hatching eggs to kick off Mel's poultry farm off with a bang. This order for chicks will include roosters. The plan is to order chicks in lots of twenty throughout spring and summer every other month so we have a good mix of bloodlines to start. From there she can hatch out our own eggs.

The focus of the first year is egg production and sales. She's laid out a delivery system for a three county area. The second year, she'll sell chicks, poulets, layers, and roosters for added income. Again, each sets of chickens and quail must pay their own way and fund the next set of coops and runs. The quail have a quicker turn around time in the profit margin so selling both is good business sense.

More pictures of Mel's growing poultry farm coming soon!

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

The Cockeyed Chicken Farm Begins! We Got Babies!!!

Awaiting chicks

The brooder box Mel built out of scrap lumber now sits behind the sofa. Made from 2x4s and sheeting boards, this thing is heavy! Mel had to dismantle it and carry it in pieces, and put it back together in place. When I asked her why she didn't split the 2x4s on the table saw, she said, "I dunno. I didn't think of it."

Instead of a heat lamp, we're using our heating pad once again. This time it's draped over an arched wire frame work. The chicks can go under it for warmth. We put a layer of pine shaving on the bottom of the box. It's easy enough to clean out with a whisk broom and bucket for the waste...it will all go into the compost pile.

 Mel ordered fifteen All Female Rainbow Chick Layers from Meyer's Hatchery last week and the variety assortment arrived on Tuesday. The ad said at least 5 different breeds of chickens and from the looks of the identifying leg tags, we've got 7-10 distinctly different breeds.

From Meyer's catalog

From the picture in the ad, they should be a colorful assortment. We decided not to free range these because some of them are considered rare breeds. We want to protect them. These are strictly egg layers. With so many varying breeds of chickens in one coop/run, it will be interesting to see what kind what kind of personalities and pecking order they establish. Up until now, we've only raised Rhode Island and New Hampshire Reds, and Buff Orpingtons. We'll raise all of them to be friendly to humans. Not necessarily children friendly 'cause we ain't got any rug rats around this homestead. Or, at least not at any given time.

Every day, these chicks are handled by Mel and I. We just can't help it. They are such cute, little puff balls right now. We'll talk to them and cuddle them. We are certainly imprinted in their little minds already. I expect they'll try and follow us all over the place if we let them. I can see it now, all of them squawking to be picked up and loved on every time we enter the chicken run just like Broody and Black Butt does now. Lord knows, the the decibel level of peeps of these chicks dropped once I put them under the heated section of the brooder or we snuggle them inside our flannel shirts.

From Meyer's catalog

I'm personally looking forward to spring and having our own, fresh eggs again. Broody and Black Butt have stopped laying eggs. For Broody, I think it's age. She is in her 4th year. Black Butt stopped laying in the nest box with the Kassity killing Baby Girl. It could be a winter thing too.  I may put a nesting tote in the bunny/chicken barn. So we've actually had to start buying eggs from the store for homestead use!  I can surely tell the difference between our eggs and store bought ones. The yolks are yellow instead of orange and the whites are runny in comparison. There's a difference in taste and cooking/baking results too. Our homestead eggs were superior. Hopefully these new chicks will start laying by June for abundance of eggs to have and sell. Plus eggs from the other birds.


The quail pens are built and awaiting quail. Next livestock auction, I'll be buying some full grown quail and buying some fertile quail eggs to incubate. So our poultry farm begins. I'll have to revamp this design to add some quail and change it to "poultry farm." I still need to clean up the design some. Or, maybe I'll leave it alone for now.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Quail Hutches and Chicken Coops/Run Plans

For the past couple of weeks, Mel has been a busy beaver with the SketchUp program. It's been cold and rainy so instead of trying to work on projects, she's been fine tuning the designs for the quail hutches and the designs for her chicken farm coops. She's also been searching the internet for designs (mostly YouTube) for this and that to make care of these new Cockeyed Critters easier on us. We ain't getting any younger, but maybe a little bit smarter.😉 She tweaked her original designs to incorporate these new elements we liked. I pulled her thumb drive with the pictures to be able to share them with y'all. So you get the first peek!

First up, (because I can 😁) is the new quail set up. We decided to sell extra birds (various stages of life) and the eggs too for eating and hatching. Why not have our efforts pay for themselves like every other critter on our homestead, right?

From our research we decided all hutches would have the following:

• Utilize/reuse our oil drip pans from the rabbit hutches for the quail for their droppings.
• Recycle all 99.9% of rabbit hutches for this project, we might need some new screw or staples.
• ALL cages will have a gravity fed, automatic water system, and bulk feeders. We have leftover cups, PVC and fittings from other projects. Our bulk "J" feeders from the rabbits will work for the quail.
• Dust bathes areas will use sand (leftover from gardening), wood ash from our wood stove, and the extra plastic shoe boxes from our fodder operation will find a new purpose in this. 
• The extra floor tiles from the rabbit cages will be used to allow the birds to get off the wire bottom and serve as the base of the cardboard hide spots. 
• One corner of each cage will have a "wild" area of branches, leaves, and a straw bed for the birds' enjoyment.
• Although each cage has the room for 100 birds, a max number of quail per cage will be 50. 
• To deter rats, snakes and other predators, 5 sides will be 1/2" x 1/2" welded wire. The 6th side is painted plywood. We decided not to slant the floor and configure roll out egg catchers for the very same reason. We configured the doors large enough so that I reach in to grab birds and/or eggs left-handed.
• Instead of wood cross pieces to support the cage floor and litter tray, PVC will be used for easier clean up. 
• Each set of hutches will have an 18-gallon tote underneath it with a 8'x6' tarp for inclimate weather, and at least 10 lbs of food at all times. 
• Each hutch will have a salvaged metal roof for added protection from the weather.

Now onto the pictures!

Breeder cages

 

Brooder/Grow-out/Harvest or Sale Cages

 THE PLAN

The Breeder hutch will house the quail that we'll get our eggs from. They will be eaten, sold as eggs, or sold as fertilized eggs, or incubated for additional stock. It has four cages for abundant supply for each. Although, the first  100 eggs will be incubated for more breeding stock and a start on our own food needs. We'll allow the two weeks of eggs to be eaten or sold to give the males a chance to figure out what's what before incubating the egg harvest. with a ratio of 3 hens to one rooster, the odds of having fertile eggs is greater. Each cage will house 5 roosters and 15 hens even though the cage will hold 40. Who wants to live in a crowded house for two years? We'll be on the look out for excessive fighting and abuse during the first few weeks while they establish their own pecking order. Offender and severely abused quail will be eaten.😈 I will be holding one of the four breeding cages open for suitable replacement birds. These will be the largest birds by full grown weight not on the breeding cages by the same ratio.

The Brooder/Grow-out/Harvest or Sale Hutch will house quail chicks from 4 weeks old to maturity at 6-7 weeks old and serve as holding pen for quail harvest or sale. The plans call for two to be built upon a successful 6 month run of sales of eggs and birds. If the demand market is low, then only one is necessary for homestead needs. The cost of the second cage will be from profits of the business. Quails will be sorted and sexed at 6 weeks old.

• The top cage will have a light, if necessary, for heat and can be closed in on two sides by hanging tarp pieces. (salvaged from large ripped tarp with new sewn edges)
• The middle cage is strictly a grow out cage until the quail reach maturity or harvest weight of at least 8-10 ozs.
• The lowest cage will house extra roosters and hens ready for harvest or sale. These will be 8-12 weeks old. 

Now, onto the chicken.

Cockeyed bunny/chicken barn

Two of our older birds, Miss Greedy Piggy and Goldie (two-year old hens) will be gifted to our local librarian who wants them. She bought a dozen eggs from us every two weeks.We are keeping Broody and Black Butt who are proven to go broody and are good mothers for our homestead flock. They will continue to roost and stay in the bunny/ chicken barn.

They will eventually be joined by a dozen assorted egg layers for homestead egg  and egg sales. These birds will free range. The five chicken we hatched out will be in the bunny/chicken hoop barn with Broody and Black Butt when they reach an appropriate size to introduce them. They'll be our free ranging stock.The five chicken we hatched out will be in the bunny/chicken hoop barn with Broody and Black Butt when they reach an appropriate size to introduce them. A chicken door will be added to lead out to the homestead. We do love our chicken integrating themselves in our daily activities as you can tell from our videos. Eventually, this will be our designated brooding or Americana chicken area. We haven't decided yet.

The first coop and run was built to overwinter our free ranging chicken. It is now vacant and needs some TLC which it will receive.  For the second, new coop and run, we are taking advantage of a past building project, the hoop greenhouse. Though not as big as the bunny/chicken hoop barn, it'll serve its purpose as a grow out area for chicken until they can join their larger companions in the big runs and coops. Since we only have two rabbits now, they'll only require one quarter of their 12'x 26' bunny/ chicken barn for them and all their needs (grooming station, feed, hay, and romp area). That leaves the rest of the space for Broody, Black Butt and whomever we put in there with them.

This is the design Mel came up with for utilizing these hoop barns for chickens. The coop will be built inside of the enclosure with a small run within. When the chickens get bigger and need more space and run will be built off the greenhouse conversion. Notice the small chicken door inside the human door. This will lead to the run area.

The old greenhouse set up will be strictly grow outs. We can add a heat light if the need arises. Mel is thinking about getting her first set of 25 chickens next month and the second set of 25 in March for her initial start up for her farm. By the time the first set of 25 starts laying eggs, the second set can be moved in with them. This will populate the first orchard pen. We'll start buying lots of 25 chicks every year after that too keep the interbreeding mix low for healthier chicks. Meanwhile, we can hatch out our own eggs too to grow her business. Financially, purchasing twenty-five chicks in rotation is a lot more feasible than fifty.

Now for the chicks we hatch out ,be they quail or chickens, Mel designed brooder boxes for them. They are 1 1/2' x 4' x 2' each. They are made from scrap pallet lumber and leftover bits and pieces Mel has in her shop. A lamp can clip on this and still have space to put feeders and waterers. They are small enough for easy clean outs, but big enough to house the birds until they feather out and can be moved to the grow out houses. She can build multiples and they are small enough to fit behind the sofa or anywhere really.

Now Mel has also designed the chicken coop to go into the orchard too! This 8' x 12' x 8' building will be on every other row because it also has storage space built in. Each downward roof angle will be guttered into a gravity fed automatic watering system to service two coops and runs. In the storage area there will be allotted space to gather eggs, stores food, scratch, tools needed to tend the coop and run areas, and straw to clean out two coop areas. It also allows for the tender to get out of the weather which is always a plus. By building two, it cuts our weekly/monthly in half with less wear and tear on our older bodies. We are being kinder to our bodies, instead of traipsing up and down a quarter acre worth of terraces carrying implements, feed, and bales of straw as we work towards raising healthy chickens and eggs.

We are looking to work smarter not harder. This way our yard tractor and cart can move the debris to the compost heap at the end of each run. It can also transport finished compost to where we want it. We'll build a two-stage compost bins out of pallets for the end of each run. I never quite saw the sense in a three compartment system.The beautiful part of this plan is that the building and operating costs of this venture (besides the initial investment) pays for itself and pays it forward as it expands. Each chicken coop and run will house 50 birds for a total of four units. We won't put the big chicken/egg companies out of business, but Mel can earn a nice income from it.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

The Great Chicken Experiment Results

I'm a bit late with this report by a week or so. I simply just plum forgot to blog it.

Three days before we stopped turning the eggs, Mel candled them with a small mag-lite flashlight. Mel was impatient (grinning). One of these days, I'll spring for a regulation egg candler, but that ain't today. We can't justify the expense in our mind.

What she found were two empty eggs, unfertilized! I still can't figure out how this happened with two roos and only five hens. But then, maybe they (the roos) were having an off day, or the hens managed to run faster or hid well.

We lost two eggs, to temperature variations, they died in the eggs. Darn Kassity kept pulling the blanket off the eggs during the night for a comfortable spot to sleep.The last five were kicking up a storm inside the eggs. I'm guessing these were highly viable eggs. 😝 We candled them again before we put them in lock down on day 17 with the container, same results.

When we put the eggs in lock down, we filled the bowl with the sponge with water to increase the humidity within the tub, We also removed the heat lamp leaving only the heating pad under the eggs. The temperature held at 100 degrees just fine.

On day 20, we heard cheeping in the tote, but resisted the urge to open the container. It was hard not to cuddle the new babies. But if we wanted all the chickie babies to hatch, we had to keep the humidity high in the tote.

Sorry for the blurriness.

On day 21, the noise in the tote had increased so we chanced it. The new babies would need hydration. Their internal yolk sack would handle the nutrition. Plus, we couldn't wait any longer. We opened the lids and were greeted by five little puff balls. I haven't sexed them yet, but we're hoping for hens. They look to be all RIRs because of the darker coloring on their heads. But as they get to feathering out, we'll definitely know.

So we would have had 100% hatch rate again except for the unfertilized eggs and if Kassity had left the blanket alone. I still can't believe two eggs weren't fertilized! Instead, Mel's method gave us a 55% hatch rate this time. Next time I'll break out the gifted incubator too to see if we can get more. I'm experimenting here preparing to hatch quail eggs closer to spring.

WTG! for Mel's Cockeyed Homestead Chicken Farm, but none for Hoo-De-Hoo's (AKA Houdini) harem, poor guy. Maybe he'll have better luck with the next hatch out. We plan on doing this three more times before spring. I'm still hoping for at least five more RIR/Buff crosses for him. All crosses will free range plus get fermented feed.

We should have a full complement of Rhode Island Reds (RIRs) and more than enough to start her egg selling business and a few spares to sell at auction. So some reason, brown egg layers command a premium at auction. I guess it's an esthetic thing, they don't taste any different. We'll start all of them on organic starter feed with no antibiotics. Yes, I'll be supplementing their water with ACV (apple cider vinegar) and their crumble with dried herbs and garlic powder.

Cockeyed Dog Food

They'll eventually "free range" in our garden and orchard in tractors until the hens start laying or they are sold. Our breeder flocks of RIRs will not be free ranged, but will have their organic, fermented feed supplemented with fresh greens and veges daily. We only produce organically raised birds not that it'll matter to most frequenting the auction house, but for us it matters. All but a select few RIR roosters, will be culled or sold at about 20 weeks old. Mel still hasn't found a processor for her chicken yet. I guess she's going to have to learn how, because I ain't gonna do more than two a day for our household consumption. That will cut into her dog food making ideas.

I'll cull the Hoo-De-Hoo/cross rooster babies because we only need the hens for egg layers. I consider these homestead only stock. I'll use the meat for our use. I don't expect to get many of those. I'll keep an eighteen-month rotation of hatching these eggs schedule unless one or two go broody. Hens older than four years-old tend to lay more sporadically. We can't have our eggs business lag once we get a strong customer base. After all, we all do even more baking during the holiday months, don't we?

Americanas

Once Mel gets established, I can see needing a greater number to sell to maintain and increase her profit margin. I don't foresee a glut in the chick, egg, layer, rooster market anytime soon. So she'll probably have a pretty good income/profit margin within two years. We still want the Americanas too. We'll probably purchase those in the spring from our Tractor Supply. As far as a third or fourth breed, I dunno. It remains to be seen as she grows and whatever strikes her fancy to add.

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo

Arctic Blasts Come Early This Year

We usually don't get the first of many arctic blasts until January. This year it came early sending freezing temps of nighttime lows in the teens and daytime highs just above freezing. It leaves me with foreboding of the winter to come.

It's a good thing I didn't plant a fall garden to offset our year's garden loss. It would have frozen. Icy frost covered everything for two days this week.  With all my health issues this spring and summer, we've been ill prepared for these cold temperatures this soon. Our firewood pile was nonexistent except for 1/4 cord of firewood leftover from last year. I was scouring the yard for the twigs and branches we use for kindling between rainy spells while Mel was on the phone arranging for another half cord of firewood. Did I mention that the price had increased over the summer to $80 for a half cord?

It's a good thing we're out of the rabbit business. The extra water bottles have come in handy for our two, long eared babies. Their fur have has come back in nicely to keep them warm. Before with all the rabbits alive and kicking when their water bottles froze overnight, we'd have to thaw them out and refill them, or substituting crocks of water for them. Rabbits can dehydrate very quickly. Now we have ten spare bottles so I can fill them from the tap inside and carry fresh water to them.

The chickens are another story. Their 5-gallon buckets and pans ended up with an inch or two of ice and they can't drink. I fill an apple cider jug with lukewarm water for them. When I go outside, I have a pointed branch (I keep one by each bucket) to break through the ice in the 5-gallon buckets. I'll pull the ice out because it usually has debris trapped in the ice and drop it on the ground. In the bunny/chicken barn, I'll pour some of the water from the jug into the pan. It'll help wash the pan clean of dirt and debris so the birds can have good water to drink. I then fill it up with fresh water.

I rarely give them more than a gallon of water in the barn because they are free range chickens and they can avail themselves to one of the 5-gallon buckets (4 of them) around the house. After all are fed, the straw is raked under the bunny cages and roosting bars. This gives me fairly stable walk ways through the barn. It's enough to keep the stay-in-the-barn chickens (4 of them) busy for hours spreading it back out. The cold temperatures are keeping most of the chickens from free ranging in the garden and orchard areas so I've taken to scattering grains and seeds around the barn. As well as, their feeders in the barn. Nobody wants to be out in the blustery wind with the temps so low. I even dropped the tarp down over one end to keep everyone warm. Since the wind and rain blows in from one side, this is sufficient. There are still the wired slats between the pallets to provide ample ventilation for the critters.

We are huddled inside for the most part. We are keeping busy with computer work, spinning, knitting, and crocheting. We are definitely glad to have the wood stove. It keeps us warm and cozy. The kettle and water bath canner on top of the wood stove provides the much needed hot tea and chocolate available on demand and humidity in the house. I'm cooking dinner around 3PM because Mel has this thing about eating after dark. By the time we finish dinner and watch two shows on Netflix (currently Supernatural & Agents of Shield) while knitting and crocheting, it's time to go to our respective corner (laptops) to work or play for an hour or three with the alternating chore of fetching four splits of firewood. Mel is nice enough to leave me enough wood to start the morning fire. I'm up most times before her. After that, I'll spin some wool and Mel will read her books until bedtime.

So we're in full winter mode this week. Next week it's suppose to warm back up to our normal November temps again. We'll pick back up with our outside activities like a new coop and run for Mel, and I'll continue with revamping the old rabbit hutches into quail hutches.

Oh, and the coyotes are back. Between Mel, Nnyus, Kassity, and I, we're making it known that they are not welcomed here anymore!

Y'all have a blessed day!

Cockeyed Jo