Garden on Corliss Homestead Journal

Speaking of anvils, our goal for my husband starting in autumn is to figure out a mobile blacksmithing set up for out in our driveway.  A goal from last colder season that never happened.

After our daffodil blooms have finished, we have a tendency to loosely braid the greenery in order to cleanup the beds they occupy. We had an excess of maple sprouts trying to get a foothold and being able to see where we are working around makes the effort worth it especially this year. I have not noticed any ill effects from this practice in the last few years that we have done it.

While my wife is away visiting family in the south, there is nobody here to tell me not to do things on a whim. In the spirit of whimsy, I just couldn't help myself...



Say hello to all of the chicks I picked up! "Mama" the Australorp who raised a batch of adopted chicks last year had gone broody again and who am I to not allow her to enjoy the pleasures of motherhood? I simply placed each chick in front of her and she quickly stuffed them under her fluffed up frame. Nobody or nothing is going to come between her and her chicks. I love not having to drag out a brooder and worry about getting everything right when I can just let a hen do all the tough work. They have setup shop in a space between the nesting boxes in the main coop and the rest of the flock is playing nice. I'll put a feeder and waterer in there for them, and that's that.

What should I do next?

Goats.