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Monday, January 26, 2009

Invigorating After-Effects of Rugged Country Life

So we're weathering our first winter here out in the quasi-country. Every day The Mister of the House and Rainbow Girl trudge to the back of the yard...




say hello to the neighbor's horse : "HaaAaaaaaaAaay" [burring neighing sound].


    ...new footprints in a fresh layer of snow. Hauling fresh water on a daily basis, or the occasional load of chicken feed.

    Hello Bok Bok Cottage, what have you got for me today?


    Oh dear, I see you're not finished yet. We'll check back a little later. Tootalootie!

    There's eggs to pick up every day, haaAaying the horse, hauling the water, scattering the feed, collecting the eggs...the physical results are inevitable...

    ...and invigorating.

    Invigorating = burning of the nose hairs within a 100 foot radius when temps are above 40 degrees

    Holy Shittake Mushrooms Batman! What have you got there?

    Do not be fooled by the very thin layer of snow. This is not a wheelbarrow of snow, it is full of shittake mushrooms minus the mushrooms part.
      Also minus the take part (pronounced tah-kee).
      Here at the Olsen household, we're still figuring out
      A) how to get the wheelbarrow over the creek bed without spilling shizzam everywhere.
      B) what to do with the shittake mushrooms once they're removed from the disgusting premises. Does anybody know if chicken poop is good for the garden? If it will burn your crops?
      In the meantime, our feathered friends are finding life happier inside the cottage and rarely venture out into the yard. The layers of poop in the boots is phenomenal. The smell of the coop is disgusting whenever it's a little warm.
      We're shoveling out the coop occasionally, but the layers pile back on quicker than the layers of Liberace's birthday cake. Spring Cleaning will take on a whole new meaning in the coming months.

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    Labels: chickens

    Comments

    1. Anonymous January 26, 2009

      Hey!

      I have a total plan. Chicken manure is really "hot" for gardens, but if it is tilled in good enough with the soil, it is also supposed to be one of the best fertilizers...And we have a tiller.

      The reason that pile is there is not because I dont know what to do with it...it is just that I get home after dark most days lately.

      Anyway...good post. I just had to try

    2. Anonymous January 27, 2009

      Hmmm . . . that would not be my favorite part of farm life. But, of course, it makes you even cooler in my eyes (especially because you get your husband and daughter to shovel it).

      Wendy

    3. Lee Family January 27, 2009

      so, what are you going to do in the summer when it starts boiling and stanking and dividing and conquering??

    4. Mrs. Olsen January 28, 2009

      We are tilling in the poop and inthe summer..they spend a lot more time outside so it's much fresher.

    5. Monica January 31, 2009

      I have no advice on what to do with chicken poop. I'm just amazed that chickens crap that much. Yuck! You are a dedicated chicken-tender!

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