In Sue’s Christmas letter, you may have read that we still had not lost any of the birds to predation… we’ve been here for 3 years now and that is a really long time with no deaths from hawks, owls, coyotes or other predators. Well, yesterday we had our first. Sue interrupted a hawk that had just dispatched Wheezy. Poor Wheezy. Sue feels bad, but all the other chickens were hiding, Wheezy just never liked going into the tractor. First chicken in three years. That’s pretty amazing. Continue reading
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16 Thursday Jan 2020
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1 through to hatching. It’s pretty interesting if you want to check it out 
… not by volume. You’ve seen that before, it’s on all the potato snack bags and cracker boxes, things that you open and wonder, “why are they using such a large container for such a small amount of product?” Well, today I learned that our eggs are packed that way as well. By the chickens, though, not by us! What am I talking about??? 
We are all kinds of crazy here. We don’t really try to hide it; generally, we embrace it. Good thing too, with all our crazy animals, we fit right in. There’s always something funny going on over here. You just never know what you’ll see on any given day. Sometimes they’re just small little cute things, sometimes they are things that really make you go hmm? 
We are enjoying the final days of Christmas; the tree is lit and shining, all the lights are on the bureau, and the candles are lit in the little votives. Tomorrow is the last day of Christmas and we’ll begin removing the decorations. We were so busy this season that only yesterday did we sit down and write our respective holiday missives, Sue did a great job of summing up the farm info, and I added a few other remembrances, so thought we’d just recap here. Some of you may be receiving the entire recap in the mail soon, so if you want to skip this one, feel free. 
Here we are. The end of another decade; unbelievable. This particular evening finds us both rather under the weather- Sue more so than – so we are home watching a marathon of Mission Impossible movies. It started raining, out of the blue this evening, so we’re pretty well in for the night – after we tuck in the chickens anyway. We’ll probably be in bed by 9pm, so we’re wishing you a happy new year right now! 
Yes, today is Sunday. Yes, we usually don’t post at all on Sundays. I know; it’s unexpected. Unexpected has rather been our watch word lately. When I was searching for the title image, I kept running across images that said “Expect the unexpected”. How does one do that? if you expect it, then it is no longer unexpected. Am I right? I much preferred the phrase that our Pastor used today in the title of his Message, “Unexpect the Expected”. I think God has been quietly and repeatedly trying to teach us this on the farm, lately. 
It’s been a long time since I’ve been in this particular spot. I have hit a block wall this week. Generally I can work through it and come up with something to write about, but if you could see into my brain, you would see something that looks exactly like the photo at the left. We’ve kind of been hunkering down for the winter and the holidays. Busy with so many things, but feeling like we’re running around in circles. We’ve been enjoying amazing sunrises and sunsets and have tried to share them with you on our Facebook page, and some here. I’m afraid, all I have for you are photos. 