Baby Bunnies

Today was one of those days when I said to myself at least a dozen times . . “this would make a good blog post!” but was so busy I never had time to stop and write.

Vince was out cleaning around the shop and he moved some stuff and disturbed a bunny nest. They were nesting under some metal shelves that had to be moved because the solar folks are coming tomorrow and they have to be able to back their trucks up right there to get on the roof.

Vince called me out there and this is what he had.

Little Bunny

Little Bunny

We built it a little “nest” in a box, stuck some lettuce and water in there. Then we tucked him in and kissed him goodnight and went about our business.

Little Bunny

Little Bunny

Then Vince came to the door and said “Will you please come here again?”  And . . he had another bunny!

Little Bunnies

Little Bunnies

Then he decided to do some research on what little bunnies should be fed. Oh . . no . . we almost made it through a day without going to Tractor Supply but little bunnies need kitty milk replacer product so . . off to Tractor Supply to get kitty milk replacer and little bottles. Next he tried, fairly unsuccessfully I would say, to get the bunnies to take the bottle.

Little Bunnies

Little Bunnies

They weren’t real interested in taking a bottle so . . we’ll just have to see what happens. We didn’t need two bunnies to deal with but I guess we didn’t need all the chickens or all the eggs either . . it’s just life on the farm!  :)

 

 

 

 

Hatching Wren Eggs

Tis the season for baby birds!  The wrens are hatching in the potting soil bag.

Hatching Eggs

Hatching Eggs

Not sure if you can see it (I don’t even think I can see it!) but the eggs are starting to hatch. Such tiny little eggs. Won’t be long and they’ll all be gone!

There are so many birds here and they sing such beautiful songs. We sleep with the windows open and each morning the birds begin singing just before daylight. They often wake me up before the alarm goes off. My first inclination is to put the pillow over my head and wish they would go away so I could sleep a few minutes longer but then I smile . . thinking of the little birds, how they survive, how they take care of their babies . . and I want to jump out of bed, thank God for another day . . for my health and for all the blessings in my life.

I’m happy the birds are waking me up early . . there are too many things to get done each day and there’s no time to be wasted sleeping in a few extra minutes. I need to be up with the birds!  :)

A Trip to Tractor Supply

I may not be as creative as some when it comes to quilting or knitting but I’m getting pretty dang good at creating stories to keep myself out of a jam with my husband.

This morning I had to get a hair cut. I have a plan or it to be a little longer but the back needed trimming so . . got that done. The hog that I picked up at the butcher’s yesterday came from the lady who cuts my hair so I needed to pay her for that so . . got that done!  Don’t you love that I can go to the hair salon, get my hair cut and buy a pig . . all in one quick stop!

Hair Cut

Hair Cut

Vince and I were going to meet for lunch but I had almost an hour before time to meet him so I thought . . I’ll just go to Tractor Supply. I should never go to Tractor Supply . . ever!  I love that store! You will be happy to hear that they had just received new chickens and I didn’t get a one.

What I did get was this:

Incubator

Incubator

Another incubator! Don’t go get the wrong idea!  I’m not getting MORE eggs but this is kinda like a backup plan. What if . . on day 18 my incubator stopped working? All those almost ready to hatch babies wouldn’t make it. That’s my story and I may or may not stick with it.

I was standing there in Tractor Supply trying to figure out how I could convince that my plan was a good plan and this lady walked up to me and this conversation began:

Lady: What kind of eggs are you going to hatch?
Me:  Australorp, Black Copper Marans, Lavender Marans, Bielefelders . . a bunch of chickens.
Lady:  Well, I have some Rio Grande Turkeys that are laying a bunch of eggs and they’re not interested in sitting on them. Would you want to try to hatch any of them? If you would, and if they hatch, I’ll split the babies 50/50 with you!
Me: Let me talk to my husband and see what he says.

Then we went on to talk and she wants some Silkies!  Oh  yes . . I can fix you right up . . TODAY! And she wants some other chickens! I went to meet Vince for lunch . . formulating my plan for explaining to him how I ended up with a third incubator when I still haven’t told him that I bought a second incubator and further how I would convince him that we need Rio Grande turkeys.

When Vince got to the restaurant, he knew right off the bat that I had something up my sleeve.

Vince:  Where have you been? I can tell you’re up to no good!
Me:  I went to Tractor Supply.
Vince:  Did you buy more chickens?
Me:  NO!  But they did have new ones in and I didn’t get a single one.

I told him about the cute chicks and he told me I should have bought the ones that were really cute!  Really? He’s in worse shape than I am when it comes to buying chickens.

Then I told him about the lady with the turkeys and about the new incubator so after we ate, he went out to my car and looked at it. He noticed right off that it’s the still air model so we went to Ag-Mart (Don’t you just love the places we hang out?) and they had the same incubator and egg turner but each were $6 more than at Tractor Supply and they had the fan assembly so by the time I bought that, it was still a better deal than the exact same incubator, even though it’s a different brand, than what I bought at Amazon.

Then I talked to our wildlife biologist and he isn’t sure it’s legal to raise Rio Grande turkeys here so I have to call the game warden tomorrow and see what he says.

He wasn’t upset and he even bought the egg candler gizmo so I can check the eggs to see which ones are growing a baby chick.

Once he got home from work . . we may or may not have gone to Tractor Supply and bought 6 Iowa Blue chicks and there might have been one cute little bantam that jumped in the box.  I’m just not saying anything about anything!

 

I Saved a Frog

WARNING:  If you don’t like snakes . . don’t read any farther!

I was just out in the garden checking the damage . . even though I said I wasn’t even going to look at it for a few days.

Potatoes

Potatoes

The potatoes that weren’t covered are probably lost but tomorrow, I’m going to snip off all this part and see if they will grow new sprouts.  It was supposed to be 32º last night but was 26º when I got up just before daylight. Vince and I got up a little before 2 a.m. to watch the eclipse and it was 35º then so I was still hoping that it wouldn’t drop below freezing but it did and . . life goes on.  It’s supposed to be 34º tonight so I’ll just wait til tomorrow and then remove the buckets, clean up the dead and . . life goes on!  Everything that was covered looks good. The strawberries don’t look bad. The asparagus looks fine. The figs are damaged but I think they will sprout back new growth.

Fig

Fig

Speaking of life going on . . this little frog better be thanking his lucky stars that I came along and that I didn’t have on my flip flops!  I was wearing my boots, which happens more and more these days. I looked down . . and saw this:

Snake With a Frog

Snake With a Frog

It was a ribbon snake and he was trying to eat this poor little frog so I stepped on the snake up close to his head and the frog popped out and hopped away.

Lucky Frog

Lucky Frog

I don’t know if he will survive . . whether the snake had bit him or not but at least I tried to save him.

Surely something good will come to those who step on a snake to save a frog, right?