Thursday, June 6, 2019
It seems like such a short while ago we were sweltering in the heat here at Early Bird Farm with little to no relief. It was mid autumn by the time the days started to cool and it felt like the season was changing. In a blink of an eye autumn was over, the lovely cool crisp mornings have turned to cold wintery days.
As i sit here writing looking out my window i can see 3 of my hens pecking at the grass with their feathers ruffling in the wind.
Sunday, March 17, 2019
Friday, March 8, 2019
I was reminded last week of how long it has been since I posted here. I must admit I have missed sharing our adventure. There is always so many things to do that sometimes things fall by the wayside.
So today I would like to share our recycled green house.
Some may know that most of our greenhouse didn’t get delivered after the truck business, however all the plastic panels have been put to good use.
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
AKA - The Big House
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
This is Eagle Girl, she is a flight risk, must be closely watched.
Is it true.... yes i think so, the temptation of all those lovely fresh eggs and how easy chickens are to come by and care for they are usually the first thing people get into even before doing a veggie garden.
I first got chickens in about 2001, 2 Rhode Island Reds and 2 Austrolops. I have come a long way from those first chickens and have learned so much.
These are the Lawson Ladies- Miss Gray, Miss White, Miss Black and
the Brown Twins.
Thursday, August 10, 2017
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
When i was a little girl we lived on our grandparents farm and ever since then, i have wanted a post and rail clothes line.
Its funny the things you remember from your childhood
5 years old and helping mum and nanna hang out the clothes, handing them the pegs and watching as the pole went up and lifted the line.
Dresses, jeans, shirts and sheets flapping merrily in the wind.
All my adult life i have enjoyed doing the washing, seeing a line full of clothes drying in the fresh air and flapping in the breeze brings a sense of accomplishment, pride in a job well done.
So at the age of 45 i can finally look out at the washing flapping in the breeze on my own post and rail clothes line. This makes me very happy.