Big Foot Ate My Flock.

Simply put, my peace of mind has been hijacked by 3 chickens and 3 turkeys. So far 2017 at The Wildwood Homestead has consisted of me slogging through ankle-deep mud and grudgingly pushing my way through dense briar bushes all day and night in fruitless attempts to waylay a meager flock of pea-brained poultry, only to return them to the security and coziness of their coop. … More Big Foot Ate My Flock.

Twenty Seven Toads.

The local news media predicts that today will likely be the hottest day of the year with temperatures rising into the triple digits. I keep four fairly large, Rubbermaid storage containers outside as they just tend to come in handy for all sorts of day-to-day tasks.  I’ve been filling one or two up with water … More Twenty Seven Toads.