INDIANA BYC'ers HERE!

Ok, I been a BAD BAD girl!! LOL Ok, not really... but I was in the middle of Tractor Supply (scary, one of my fav stores & yes I am a woman :p) and I saw this book and HAD to get it!!




NOW I am addicted and have a wish list of feathered friends I want!!! LOL











I like this one as a hen ONLY , the roosters are typically prettier, but not in this one IMO​


Oh I am in trouble I can tell now!!! LOL
 
The main reason I'm getting rod of my tolbunt roo
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The bruise is about a week old now. Looks better than it did, but if don't put in with aggressive animals.


Holy cow Brad! Ya he belongs in a freezer. I remember having to take the "rooster stick" outside in my own yard. Even when I fed him (named him the short version of Richard, and not Rich) he attacked me. I just couldn't put him down. However when the dog did it for me. I can say that I am much happier! And would not go thru that again. He is pretty but his offspring may get his disposition. I have 3 Roos that are going to be dinner as soon as they are big enough just because they are his offspring and I'm afraid they will be mean. I may not be able to process them myself but I will find someone who will.
 
Ya, that was right off the cuff. Not bad for a first draft, I'll admit it. You should go back and read about my chickens, when they were still new.


So I've been told. I suffer from chronic debilitating self-doubt. That, and I don't have any idea what I'd write a book about. I don't feel that I have anything to say that hasn't been said by someone else, and said in a better way.
i havent been on indiana post much and it is confusing trying to keep up. would love to read more but how the world do i find it?? dont doubt yourself. dont matter if it has been said before. your not quoting . in 3 seconds flat i was engrossed in everything you had said. and i did believe every word of it. so, thank you.it is a good thing not everyone thinks like you or there would be no great works of art to teach our children.
 
Haha. No but it does look that way. Socks are rolled down funny. Please excuse the black dress socks with shorts. I know it's not very stylish

Are you kidding? Black socks with shorts are half my wardrobe!

I'm not kidding. My wife rolls her eyes at me a lot.

how the world do i find it??

I'll send you a PM with post links. Thank you for your kind words, you make me smile. ;-)
 
Are you kidding? Black socks with shorts are half my wardrobe!

I'm not kidding. My wife rolls her eyes at me a lot.


I'll send you a PM with post links. Thank you for your kind words, you make me smile. ;-)
thank YOU !!! you guys all got that sexy white legs, well white and purple in some cases, going on. remember when i was dating my now current husband , i asked him if he wore shorts and he said yes, so i go buy him some jean shorts for birthday and he put them on and about blinded me. i said i thought you wore shorts? he said, " i thought you were talking about underwear". 25 yr. generation gap going on there.
 
I was thinking old timey-er. Like a farmer sitting by a small but warm fire on a January afternoon, with nothing to do but listen to the winter wind whistling through the pines outside. There's supper in a pot over the fire, won't be ready for a while yet but it already smells like heaven. It's bouquet of salted meat and onion and herbs dried in the summer wafts along on the drafts through the rough-hewn room. His wife is there too, in the maple-wood rocking chair that he crafted and carved for her last winter, and she's putting together a new dress, stitch by stitch. The farmer smiles as he picks up a palm-sized piece of smooth stone that he brought with him from Back East. It's one of his few prized possessions, beloved and carefully kept. He takes out his smallest carving knife, the one he used to chip out the tiny bluebells on his wife's rocker, and draws it lightly across the stone, just a few quick and practiced strokes. It's edge is wicked and keen and as close to perfect as it gets on this side of the sky.

The farmer sets down the stone, wipes his hand on a rag resting on his thigh, and picks up a small, smooth, hollow shell of an egg...


;-)
Now that's really old timey!
 

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