The Chicken Coop

February 4, 2012

Outdoor space for chickens?

Not much.

March 25.  You may not be able to tell, but the pen is new, wrapped around the coop, and the wood pallets form a place for a compost pile.  In front of the pallets are rugosa roses. And there are two gallons of paint purchased, waiting for stable weather and hands to apply it.

Spring 2012

It's time to start again.

Records of Times Past

2011

2010

2009

2008

Graduation!

He did it!

Birthday Cake!

 It's an angel food cake with vanilla cream filling, chocolate sauce, and raspberries on top.

Happy fourteenth birthday, Owen!

Pig Day

On Friday Owen put an ad on Craigslist;  by Saturday morning Jeff had five responses.  By Saturday afternoon four pigs were gone, and the rest will be gone by Monday. So next time we'll ask for more per head (the price was $30 each), and maybe Serena will be having another litter soon.

The Melon Bed of my Dreams

There are 9 (or 12 -- I forget) "hills" in there, marked by tires, so we could find them to water.

Fortunately it's raining, so we don't have to find them.

A watermelon -to-be.

Cantaloupes.

Our melon bed has never been so well-mulched, and therefore weed-free.  Now no weed could compete with the plants -- and the melons are happy to grow.  They don't mind life on the Great Plains!

Not in the Garden

What Owen is taking pictures of. 
She has a chew.

Dog and Cats

Sasha gets bigger and smarter every day.

This year, grey is the theme.

On The Other Hand...

This praying mantis on the end of the clothesline post is little.  But cute? Ah, no.  An alien among us, perhaps.  While I took the picture, its head would swivel to watch me stumbling around to change angles. It was listening to me telling it to "hold STILL." It did -- a bit.