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.
It could have been much worse, but if you’ve never smelled the soaking wet poop of 40 birds floating in floodwater, then you might beg to differ. … More After the Storm
Happy Holidays folks! It might sound cliché, but it truly is the most wonderful time of the year! If you are feeling all Scrooge(ish) this holiday season & want to hang on to that “Bah humbug” state of mind, stop reading now, because I’m about to fill your headspace full of happy, sappy, smushy, gushy, … More Holiday Bliss & Hen House Blues
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.