The new phrase for futility: “you can’t pluck a frozen chicken.”

…aaah, so that’s why you pluck ‘em first.
Today I learned the hard way that feathers and a meat saw don’t exactly work well together.  We had a chicken die a few days ago – one of the big meat birds.  Jenn attributes it to a heart attack.  Seriously, they are getting big. 
Jenn came to the [...]

Myrtle has hairy legs*

Okay. Here’s the thing: it’s blueberry season again.  It is strange that the arrival of blueberry season is not marked so much by the actual fruiting of the blueberry bushes as it is by the numerous and seemingly abandoned cars and trucks parked along the highway as people seek out this perennial fruit.  And, further to this [...]

The new lawnmowers have arrived

This morning, dragged my sleepy head off the pillow, my eyes squinting against the first atoms of light to show in the sky I remembered I had a fence to put up.  Soon.  It was ‘Goat Day.’
We’ve known for about two weeks that we were getting goats from a friend today, but last weekend was [...]