Fall is, in general, a less exciting time for blog posts. I haul water and feed to the three coops each morning before dawn, Daughter #2 feeds and gathers eggs in the afternoon, and we move the one moveable coop three times a week, weather permitting. The chicken tweens are in a permanent chicken yard for now, until spring comes. We keep the yard and coop filled with straw and feed the, scraps for interest.
I am dreaming about what I will plant next spring. Almost all of our seeds are old enough that I’m starting over, and I’m trying hard to be realistic about what we can and will care for.
Fall is a time for using up. We have sweet potatoes to sell or eat, and I’m on a mission to use up all the odds and ends in the pantry and freezers. It makes me sad to waste food through neglect, so before we raise chickens and turkeys again, I’d like to use all the meat in the freezers.
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise. It’s Purgatory Ranch.
I am dreaming about what I will plant next spring. Almost all of our seeds are old enough that I’m starting over, and I’m trying hard to be realistic about what we can and will care for.
Fall is a time for using up. We have sweet potatoes to sell or eat, and I’m on a mission to use up all the odds and ends in the pantry and freezers. It makes me sad to waste food through neglect, so before we raise chickens and turkeys again, I’d like to use all the meat in the freezers.
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise. It’s Purgatory Ranch.