We are home!

After an amazing week of camping, we are finally settled in at home! A big THANK YOU to my sister for helping with farm chores in our absence. 

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We thought that the heat had gotten to our hens since we have been eggless for a while. Molting, broodiness, the heat, the move...so many reasons not to lay eggs! Aaaack! Danielle didn't gather any while we were out of town since they were not laying. I checked again for myself yesterday and still nothing. But, of course, Andy checks today and we have nearly a dozen! I know you're all tired of hearing about our egg woes, but it was looking bleak there for a while! Now I'm happy as a clam and can finally turn our "eggs for sale" sign around. We have so many neighbors waiting for dozens of eggs. It really is a good feeling to pass along a carton of fresh eggs and I can't wait to see the smiles once again.

Of course it rained!

I bought two 50lb bags of feed yesterday. Since Monday was the hottest day of the year, I thought it was safe to leave them in the back of the pickup until Andy could get to them. They sat in the bed of the pickup overnight, and I woke up to the smell of rain and the memory of Andy not taking them out! Oh, drats! You live and learn, I guess.

What a feeling!

We just found THREE eggs in the coop! The new girls are doing their jobs, and I couldn't be happier. We have many neighbors waiting for their eggs. 

Today was a good day. 

Granola

So I've been called granola more than once, but I've never really felt that way until today....

Yes, we raise our own rabbits in order to have a humanely treated meat source, we dote on our hens that provide delicious, organic eggs, we harvest our own veggies and fruits, raise bees to not only have beautiful honey for our table, but to also pollinate the neighborhood. After all, no bees no flowers. No farmers, no food. All of this and I've never truly felt granola. Today, I was at the grocery store and snapped this photo. It sounded odd, but I was intrigued by the use of propolis as an abrasive. I came home and ran it by one of my critics. Specifically, the teenager that keeps it "normal."  She says, "sounds weird, but probably good for you and not that bad."  

We are officially granola. My teenager is ok with propolos, myrrh, and fennel in her toothpaste, and I LOVE IT. 

Farm Fresh

Today marked the beginning of the Delridge Grocery Co-op Farm Stand. They sell locally grown organic fruits and vegetables. They also have a kids craft area, live music, and cooking demonstrations. Tonight was a success and I'm sure the community enjoys and appreciates the fresh food so close to home. Evan and I volunteered and will continue to volunteer for the next nine Thursdays. It was a fun way to connect with other local farmers and people just excited to be a part of something so great in Delridge!

The New Girls

We added three old gals to our flock this weekend. After checking our chicken reference books, I think we have a Buff Orpington, Maran, and Sussex. We needed the eggs! Word has gotten around the neighborhood about our eggs and we were pulling in one a day with the birds we had. These three should help to boost those numbers and help appease our fans. 

Welcome girls! 

Kirby

I do believe these guys double in size overnight!