Today was a homesteading day. We did a lot. No, we don’t make our own cheese. No, we don’t have eggs to collect, cows or goats to milk, and gardens to harvest from. But we are doing what we can with what we have so far, and it’s satisfying in a way that would be difficult to capture into words. Producing off of your own land, out of your own home, barn or kitchen, is a joy and a blessing to…
So. The raising Cayuga ducklings in the bathroom thing? Yeah, that didn’t work out quite as well as we’d hoped. We’re still enjoying raising young ducks – just not in the bathroom. What went wrong? The first problem was the kiddie pools. Yes, you’ll find on the internet that kiddie pools work as great brooders for raising poultry. Perhaps so for chicks, definitely not for these little black ducks. By Saturday, they were climbing out of the pools with ease….
This house will soon be overrun with babies. To start, our French Angora rabbit, Hester, delivered 3 kits last night. As rabbit gestation is so short, you often don’t know until delivery whether or not the animal in question is even pregnant. Yes, there are ways to guess, but nothing is certain. That being said, we never have to wonder with Hester*. She goes from being a relatively sweet and mild-tempered rabbit to Bunzilla the last week leading up to delivery. This is…
If you like to laugh at the expense of foolish couples who: are looking to live off the land with no prior learnings think that book smarts without practical experience might, in some way, qualify them for work in the field like to dive into things without ‘starting small’ and expect a favorable outcome recently graduated from ‘Google It University’… … then you’ve probably come to the right place. To start, we moved into what I affectionately call a Dollhouse….