The Lining of Stonehenge

“How was your weekend?” Isn’t this the Monday follow-up question to Friday’s “What are you doing this weekend?”. In general, I don’t ever tell people at work what we did over the weekend. They already think I’m weird enough as it is. Most of them eat, breath, and sleep Real Estate; they have a difficult time understanding that it’s just my day job. HOWEVER, you people get what we’re dong here… or at least you want to try to get it. So, we’ll fill you in on how the Making of Stonehenge turned out.
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The Making of Stonehenge

Stonehenge“What are you doing this weekend?” Everyone seemed to ask me that today; the admin at work, the chiropractor, the mailman, the teller at the bank today. Quite frankly, I wasn’t really too sure. Mom and dad sent a vacuum (that works) home with me; I could do housework, there are still seeds that I want to plant, we’re supposed to be getting berry bushes that need to get into ground, we need to finish painting the chicken coop before the monsoon season starts, we also need to work on the circle garden. I wish I had started this blog yesterday so that I could say, “We’re making Stonehenge.” Now, after researching a bit for this blog, and having a discussion with Sue, I think that’s where the focus is going to lie- our own little Stonehenge, otherwise known as the circle garden. Continue reading

We Now Return to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming…

It always seems that when I travel, the blog schedule gets messed up; I always have the best of intentions, they just get way laid by schedules that I didn’t create and the fact that I need a public space WiFi, which generally means that I run into people – because, you know, it’s Ramona. So now, we’re back to our normal schedule for a while. More or less.

Today was relatively calm, as far as the wind goes. Sue started the morning mowing down the weeds in the areas that the tractor can’t reach. She ended up mowing a large swath of area between the dinky house and the garage, and on up to the goat boys. Then she tackled the depression, with all those coyote melon bushes. She said it was incredibly smelly and tasted yucky – you know… the dust. The wind had been so bad that everything was drying out so Sue watered everything today as well. It was a busy day just keeping up on the regular every day chores. Continue reading

Life Rolls On~

In endless song… so it’s said, or sung.  This past weekend the song rolling through my brain is “Ding, Dong, the Witch is Dead” from “The Wizard of Oz” because I saw it twice at the Poway Center for the Performing Arts.  That’s right, I was playing hooky yet again! Good thing my niece is in plays a lot (she got to fly!)! Plus it was Mother’s Day weekend and Mom needed some lovin’, I think; so I was out Ramona/San Diego way. It was a great weekend: I was able to enjoy a great breakfast with Alex and Becky, attend one friend’s Graduation Party (Congratulations Emma! – she reads this blog, believe it or not), see the Wizard of Oz x 2, have dinner with my folks and longtime friends, visit John and Bernadette and give her a prayer pillow; so much went on over the weekend, and I put an extra 300 miles on my car. While I was out playing, Sue was on the farm working! Continue reading

Extraordinary Skies. Uncommon Ground.

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Distant morning ground fog, from the back porch.

“Extraordinary Skies. Uncommon Ground.” This is the Sierra Vista Visitor Center‘s tag line, and it does fit the area. The last few days have been great “Extraordinary Sky” days. We were finally blessed with some precipitation (Mom promised she would send some) along with thunder, lightening, and then some beautiful and amazing clouds. The rain ended up refilling the water barrel and Sue had to drain it into the “pond” for a couple of hours, so that’s pretty good.  Today Sue was hoping to be able to tackle the coyote melon plants in the depression, but the rain only sank in to about 3″.  She’s still thinking of attacking them with the back hoe. Still might be the best idea.  Continue reading

Whatever Blows Your Skirt Up…

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Blowin’ in the Wind

…as they say in some circles. I know I harp on about the wind all the time, and I’m going to again – so just skip it if you want, but we did have an exceptionally windy weekend. The winds were predicted at 30 mph, and we had gusts that were truly Gale Force. The poor littles, Roman, and the Ducks had to be inside so much because the winds were trying to lift them off the ground!  At one point, on Sunday afternoon, we were out changing water, filling up the feed – just letting them run around for a bit – and we had a pretty good gust come up that harshly blew the Delaware chickens’ feathers all higgledy-piggledy. We both were wondering why they even wanted to be out in it, paused a beat and, as the wind completely ruffled a hen from behind, at the same time, said: “Well, whatever blows your skirt up!” It we rather funny; we thought that’d be a good name for a post, and tried to catch this in action. To try to show what exactly we saw, I’m up loading a a video and the one photo that we were hoping would capture what was happening.  I know it was one of those “I guess you had to have been there” type of things, but just watch the video.  We’ll load it at the bottom of the post. Continue reading

Construction Zones

FullSizeRender (7)Things are never quiet for long. Sue has finished several projects (that we’ve already discussed) and is lining up several more. Most recently, because we’re contemplating graduating the Delawares to the Biggies side, she built an “escape hatch” for them.  A place they can get into, if they need to escape from the Biggies and still get food and water. There’s a door on the left side that we can use to put the water and food in there for them. The teens can get in, but not the Biggies – well Maeve might be able to fit, but – in general – she doesn’t really bother the littles. Sue made it really sturdy because we’ll beIMG_0751 using it off and on for a while yet… and she connected it to the footer wall so it won’t simply blow away the next big wind storm (tomorrow and Sunday and Monday). I think it’ll work really well. When we do move the Delawares, we’re not sure how Roman is going to like it. He’s sort of found his tribe with the chickens AND the ducks. They’ve become a big family, they still squabble a bit, but – hey – what family doesn’t. At least there hasn’t been any blood lately.  The second photo here is last night, just before they were all ready to bed down. Roman sometimes protects the chickens when the ducks want to run after them, and sometimes he runs after them himself, when they get too much into his personal space. The ducks seem to think of him as an annoying younger brother. We may end up moving the family as one; Delawares, Ducks, and Roman.  Continue reading

Keeping It Real

Well, I promised I’d try to report the bad as well as the good. So, here is the news… this morning we lost two more of the Delawares (the white, sometimes brown chickens that are in their teens as this point). We’re not sure why, but they stuffed themselves behind the Kennel that the Specks are in, then they suffocated. One of the reasons may have been that they were trying to get warm. We’re just not sure… there were three back there, one atop the other – only the one on top survived. So, that leaves us with 13 Delawares- we’re not sure if one was the rooster we ordered or not – still coming into their own and it’s difficult to tell at this stage.  Continue reading

It’s All About Dirt

Today we’re talking about different aspects of dirt and how it shows up in our lives. It’s really not a serious topic, but we are surrounded by it, so it plays a big part in our lives. Did you know that chickens love dirt? They take dust baths on a regular basis – this helps control mites and live. The photo on the left shows brown little chickens who were, just moments before, pristine white little chickens. They could not get enough of the dirt today.  It was pretty darn funny. Continue reading

Ch Ch Ch Changes

Mr. RodgersHave you ever made a change that, at first, felt incredibly HUGE– but then, after a bit, you realized it wasn’t that big of a deal? Are we ever afraid of change? (Channeling Pastor Mark there, or maybe Mr. Rodgers.) Change can be especially scary if you’re just a little chicken! Your whole world has been one way for the entire 4 weeks of your life – then BAM! your feeder changes and nothing is the same ever again!!! Or at least it seems that way. This is what has happened to the little Rangers. They were wasting so much food, eating out of the egg crate (that worked quite well when they IMG_0725were younger) or the other flat feeder we were using. Once they started scratching it everywhere, those were a bust. Sue bought one of the trough feeders, with the holes on the top to keep them from getting in and simply scattering it every where (in the photo, it’s the long red thing they’re checking out). But it’s so scary!!! They’ll figure it out as soon as they get hungry though, and then it will be no big deal. They’ll say, “Why were we so afraid of this?” Then they’ll feel like they can face anything – at least until the next change comes along. Continue reading