There’s a lot of milkweed growing in our pastures. It’s really dry and not much is thriving out there–except milkweed. Every week, more and more plants pop out of the ground. This presents me with a moral quandary. Milkweed is…
These are tasty little birds. My next door neighbor, Dave Miller, is a chef and restaurateur–for those of you who have lived in Harrisonburg for a while, you may remember him as the owner of Dave’s Taverna. He’s been a…
By “chickens” I mean birds in general. Of which we have many right now. Of multiple species and varieties–turkey, chicken, and quail. One hundred and eighty-three individuals, if I counted correctly. And 72 quail eggs in the incubator that are…
Make that 72. Not in a bush, in an actual incubator that I bought at the Rockingham Co-op. I’m going to try to hatch out these little blue gems and raise my own baby quail! Quails! I’ve had quail (or…
This happened today. Three. Blue. I’ve never been so excited about quail as I am right now! But I’ve only known about quail, personally, for a few weeks. Did I mention we have 20 quail in our garage? Is it…
It’s time to move the chickens. Our 40 chickens diminished to 37, and then last week we found another dead one so we’re down to 36. Then Bruce saw this black snake sprawled across the brooding box trying it’s luck.…
Bruce and I bought most of our little farm about 10 years ago. We had just started raising meat animals–pigs, turkeys, and goats. We had the nondescript variety of goats, bought from relatives and rather casually reproduced. In between the…
If What’s it like to be back? is the question we get the most, then What are you going to do now? is a close second. We have a farm. So we thought we’d try farming. If looking good on…