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Author Archives: Laura Rittenhouse
The Psychology of Homemade
I’m a huge fan of marmalade. I gobble the stuff and don’t always need toast to put it on. You might go so far as to call me a marmalade glutton. Which might not sound like a big deal except … Continue reading
Penthouse Dweller
Molly has moved into the penthouse of the big coop. Kind of. The integration of the flock initiated on 14 August is going well. Penny is top dog, then Henny, followed by Holly. Molly is the bottom because she’s sickly … Continue reading
Serving-up Honey in Winter
We’re down to the final kilos of honey from our January harvest. It’s been stored in 20 kilo buckets which we pour into the bucket with a tap before filling jars. Or we did before the honey crystallised. Once it … Continue reading
Where did that come from?
Walking the well worn path between my front door and the door to the chicken run I saw this lying in the grass. It was the middle of the day and it hadn’t been there in the morning. From a … Continue reading
Vanity
Vanity is such an ugly word. Really, it’s hard to think of a way to use it about yourself or your “things” without it having negative connotations. Which hasn’t stopped me from creating a vanity shelf. Following on from my … Continue reading
One Box, Two Hens
We have a variety of places for our chickens to lay but, being chickens, there is only one place they are willing to lay. Which creates a problem if you have 2 chickens who get the urge at the same … Continue reading
Beekeeping Class
On Saturday, a beekeeping class was held here on the farm and in our apiary. Bruce was teaching the class and said hubby and I could join in. The course is generally held over 2 days but was crunched into … Continue reading
Cats and Cubbies
I don’t post very often about my cat, Adler, because he’s kind of boring. Let’s face it, cats sleep a lot. And when Adler’s not sleeping, he ignores me, unless he wants food or to be petted or to be let out/in. … Continue reading
Coop Scoop
There’s always something happening down at the chicken run. I am, depending on various factors, amused, saddened, worried, fascinated, pleased and a whole gamut of other emotions by my 6 chickens. You can thank me now for sparing you … Continue reading
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