Archive for July, 2010

On Remembering to Appreciate Life


2010
07.29
 Black Japanese Bantam Hen & Chick
Black Japanese Bantam Hen & Chick

When the work schedule gets a little crazy and I spend more time in my office than on my farm it is easy to forget how lucky I am to have the life I’ve got.

Case in point: here on the farm we have two hens setting right now and in order to keep up with births and such I keep a fairly detailed calendar.  According to that calendar, one of the hens was due to begin hatching eggs today.  Our human calculations can only take us so far and sometimes Mother Nature needs to remind us that she’s still in charge.

When I checked in on the Black Japanese Bantam hen at lunchtime yesterday, I saw a tiny head poking out from under her.  In that instant it was as if the stress of the day had disappeared as I was once again caught up in the wonder and beauty of the natural world.

That moment reminded me that for our own good, sometimes we just need to shut the hell up and breathe.  For all the good that has happened over the years thanks to technology, nature can still take care of itself.  Chickens will lay eggs, hatch eggs and perpetuate their species.  Plum trees will grow and produce fruit.  Of course some of any species are going to die, that’s how things happen.  We can step in and try to help Mother Nature and sometimes we can be successful while other times the results are not what we would have hoped.

It is good to remember that life will go on without us.  For me, that knowledge pushes me to appreciate my life and the life around me just a little bit more.

made the mistake of praying for patience


2010
07.20

The destroyed raised bedIn the previous entry I lamented the problems of the dog running through the new raised bed.  On second thought, I kinda wish that was all he did, but a few days later and this is what I woke up to.  As you can see I did end up with a picket fence panel on one end, unfortunately it wasn’t enough to stop the bed from being completely dug up.

As if that was not bad enough I awoke this morning to the same dog digging his way underneath the brand new chickgloo (chicken tractor) that is home to the week old chicks recently purchased to be raised for meat.  There were 25 of them until this morning, and now there are 20.

Here’s the chickgloo yesterday:

the chickgloo

And here’s one of the chicks.  His name is Pecker:

 Pecker

Don’t pray for patience.  Just don’t.

God, Grant Me the Serenity…


2010
07.16

Recently constructed the first of a series of raised beds in my courtyard using reclaimed cedar beams and the results are amazing so far.  Truly rock star quality.

Here’s a closeup of the newly planted basil in the bed:


Then when I walked out with my morning cuppa, I was greeted with this:

Those are big paw prints from one end of the bed to the other.  Right through my carrot and radish seeds.  No, the canine responsible for this has not been harmed in any way thanks in so small part to the fact that I have the Serenity Prayer firmly implanted in my memory.

To hopefully put a stop to this behavior I’ll be cutting down a leftover picket fencing panel and affixing it to one end of the bed. This will give me something to use as a base for a clematis that I rooted last month.