Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. as arrows are in the hands of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate. Psalm 127: 3,4,5
Friday, May 30, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Our chicken coop...
This is for you, Tracey!
Here is the ramp to chicken heaven.
Their small, outdoor pen is surrounded with chicken wire on all sides, top, and bottom. Nothing can get in this pen....I hope!
Their small, outdoor pen is surrounded with chicken wire on all sides, top, and bottom. Nothing can get in this pen....I hope!
This side door is for collecting eggs. Back door is good for cleaning the coop. Just scrape with a rake straight into a wheelbarrow and put the "goods" into your garden or compost heap.
These nesting areas are easily accessed from the egg door. In the foreground is another roost.
These nesting areas are easily accessed from the egg door. In the foreground is another roost.
Here are the roosts.
This lovely hen is demonstrating the nest through the egg door. (We added some foam to the nests, because the eggs were hitting the wooden floor and cracking.)
Here you see their roosts and their little door to their safe pen.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Tiller or jackhammer needed here?
Is it going to work, Tyler?

Can Mom handle this bronc?
Mom...we...don't think it's accomplishing much.
The encouragers abound...
Tyler gives it one more shot before we park the thing.
Our soil was so hard, we decided to give up on this rented tiller. It was a like wrestling match with a wild steer. Tyler finally borrowed a disk from a friendly neighbor, hooked it onto the tractor, and disked up the rock-hard soil. We have officially started our garden, but there is still more to plant.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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