We Are Deep In the Heart of Texas
Nomadic seasons of farming adventures with nature thrown in to include; a pinch of family, snippets of friends, counting our blessings, paying IT forward, home school, and the spicy things I decide to rant about.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
What's in a face?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Ssssssh Don't Tell
Double click to bring in the picture. The guineas would have bolted to have been discovered. LOL!
Now someone, go tell the rest of the world we need peace talks then bug hunting.
Monday, March 2, 2009
1st and Last Chore of My Day
Last time we used the egg tray to turn the eggs but could not keep the temperature regulated because of filling the water reservoirs.
As you can see most of our eggs have a greenish blue tint to the shell because these were laid by Americana chickens. Other than Buff, Orphington hens, Americanas are the best layers year round for us. Believe it or not, I have train all of our Americanas to lay on two lawn chairs with a pillow in the seat on our back porch. For the most part, we do not have to hunt down their eggs.
So between March 16-20th, we should begin getting little peeps and chicks.
King has been dethroned:
On February 23rd, I wrote about Alpha having been injured and my giving him First Aid. Well his trusty followers as seen in the pictures from that day were not in fact awaiting the return of the king.
Instead, his second in command, Romeo decided to take the opportunity to become 'King' and fight injured Alpha for his rightful place. Now, I did try to keep the two Brahma Banty roosters from harming each other but, I learned my lesson.
Chickens need a fully established Pecking Order to maintain discipline. So, I left them to their own devices. Little did I know our first natural hatched chicken, Uno, son of Red Rocky had his own plans. Uno waited for Alpha and Romeo to fight out who would be 'King' and then he fought the winner, Romeo. Not only was Uno a savvy rooster but in the picture above is Romeo hiding from both Alpha and Uno.
Gotta love, depise, or respect male dominance at its best in the animal world. Males beating each other to bloody messes over the chance of a few mating opportunities. And this has to be Darwin's Theory of Survival of the fittest.
Gotta love, depise, or respect male dominance at its best in the animal world. Males beating each other to bloody messes over the chance of a few mating opportunities. And this has to be Darwin's Theory of Survival of the fittest.
Thoughts from inside the coop.....
Hubby's Favorite Woman ~:>
The blooms are so pretty with their shades of purples and creamy whites. In a few weeks, Ms. Laurel will be so heavy with bloom; her green leaves will just peek out like a slip from the bottom of a lady's dress.
the blooms.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Upturned Hand
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