Hi Kelly,@micstrachan
Just checking in to see how you are and if that weather warnings down there are affecting you.
Thanks for checking. We were fine up here in Northern California. However, how did Alex do?
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Hi Kelly,@micstrachan
Just checking in to see how you are and if that weather warnings down there are affecting you.
Yeah. Nasturtiums taste like radishes. They're good additions in salads.I wish I could grow bushy nasturtiums. No, they are elephant ears. They grow very tall every summer.
Frost this weekend?!Hahaha nope not yet, might have frost this weekend though.
Those photos are from last December. I was busy yesterday as my uncle was here helping me with some work in the barn, so didn’t have time to chase down chooks for photos
So I did a BFTP (blast from the past) photo.![]()
Little sprinkles and thunder and lightning. We’ve had worse storms than that in winterHi Kelly,
Thanks for checking. We were fine up here in Northern California. However, how did Alex do?
Ps. (It’s not a real car, it’s a rideable toy)The rain didn’t wash away the morons that live in town! Darn!
Someone left an abandoned car in front of my property. I’m going to hang a FOR SALE sign on it (soon as I get one) just as a joke!![]()
My eyes are rainingI am so very sorry about about the passing of Silver. May her legacy live on in your flock. I hope I am not overstepping here, and if I am please forgive me. Last August my biological father passed away. He and my grandfather sparked and nurtured my love for chickens when I was a small child and into my teens. Life happened and eventually both he and myself found ourselves chicken less for decades. When the opportunity arose for me to get back involved with chickens, *Thank you Momma Hen* he encouraged it. He never again was in a place where he could have chickens, but, he loved to hear stories about mine and see the pictures. Every Wednesday he would call and eventually the conversations would lead to the chickens. He would reminisce about his flock. He would offer advice on breeds he used to have. He thought I should have multiple game hens, best mothers as he put it and he and my grandpa always kept a few around for that purpose. I remember those hens, I also remember the floggings I got because I had to see the babies. He met my flock in person a few times. Drumstick impressed him as did Bubba. He called me crazy for loving the weird looking Branch but admitted he was a sweet heart. The day after daddy died, the then neighbor at the barn's dog got loose and killed Ezzie, one of the Cinnamon Queens and the white feather footed Butter daughter that I finally got. That about broke me. I cannot remember if it was my brother or Rosie who pointed out that daddy loved chickens and while it hurt he now had a small flock of chickens in heaven to look over. Including a weird but lovable silkie rooster. I still felt the raw grief of everything, but at the time it was a tiny bit of comfort thinking about that image. I hope it helps you a bit to imagine your beloved MIL in heaven holding and tending to the chick she once raised and gave you to start your flock.
As far as I know all good, and my cousins in Bakersfield were good also. Seems to have been a close call for some, and a non event for others.Hi Kelly,
Thanks for checking. We were fine up here in Northern California. However, how did Alex do?
Yep, why surprised - I have seen snow in Alberta in August hahahahaFrost this weekend?!
Finders keepers I say!!The rain didn’t wash away the morons that live in town! Darn!
Someone left an abandoned car in front of my property. I’m going to hang a FOR SALE sign on it (soon as I get one) just as a joke!![]()