Culling old laying hens is not the easiest task on the farm. Heck, are there any easy tasks on the farm? (Shaye reflects… Shaye realizes that no, there aren’t any easy tasks on the farm… Shaye moves on with her life.). Heading into the thick of winter, if one has chickens, one must ask themselves:
Life Snippets Daily snippets of life in our homesteading madness. Welcome to the party, rockstars.
Last Thursday afternoon, I had to experience one of those those moments that no person wants to experience. One of those experiences that you so badly wish you could undo. Unlive. Unsee. The death of a companion. My Toby-turd. The sun had peeked out for the first time in over a week and the weather
Ya’ll. Thank you for allowing me time to rest… to remember… to reflect after Sal’s passing. I’m most certainly not ‘over it’. Nor am I ‘healed’. But I am very much thankful for the time I had with my girl and that her passing was peaceful. These last few days have been fairly peaceful on