A life less ordinary

From the suburbs to the country in Independence Township, this is our journey. We are two suburban yuppies who always had a dream to leave it all behind and become country dweller's. Now we are on part two of this adventure. We just bought our Historical farm. We have six acres, a barn, some outbuildings, three excited kids, three dogs, one cat, a tortoise and us, the wonderstruck parents who are beyond thrilled and a little bit clueless about what the next chapter has in store for us!

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Lazy afternoon

Last weekend we brought our 1968 Airstream down from Oscoda and parked it at the farm. Now we have a little hang out spot when we need a break from the renovations in the house. And she looks perfectly at home there next to the barn. Spent the day yesterday cutting the grass and cleaning the coop and watching the ladies free range around the yard. I took more pictures and the kids all played. I personally didn't get much work done, aside from mucking out the coop, but it was nice to just lay on a blanket and let the chickens walk up to me hoping that I had some treats. I wore my flip flops with silky flowers on the toes and the ladies thought they were real flowers or maybe butterflies, and they kept trying to sneak a peck in! I also realized that one of our gorgeous Arucana's is actually a Roo, not a hen, and he is quite stunning. Long neck feathers, irredescent teal tail feathers, and black and white body. In just one week, he went from looking like an average hen to a tall, dark and handsome proud leader of the flock. But it is a nice surprize, he will look after his harem. And he's gentle enough with a sweet disposition for a Roo, and quite nice to watch strutting around! No eggs from the ladies yet, but I think it will be any day now. They are eating almost twice what they have been and are getting nice and voluptuous!
Then I went upstairs to get some pictures of the beds and the new painted walls and floors and I found a tiny bat clinging to the window screen in the boys bedroom. So, I asked Roger to bring a bag up so we could let it go outside. The poor little guy looked very weak and was happy to be released into the barn where it was cool and dark. When we finished our chores, we called it a day, and decided to take the kids for icecream. It was a nice Saturday, more relaxing than productive, but that's perfectly fine with me.

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Inspiration that helped me get here.

Food for thought

The increase in U.S. food prices from 1982 to 2009 rose 128%.In the same period, prices paid to farmers rose only 34%.

1 in 3 Americans born in 2000 is expected to develop diabetes in his or her lifetime.

Jargon-food sovereignty: the right of peoples to eat healthy and culturally appropriate food produced through ecologically sound and sustainable methods, and their right to define their own food and agriculture systems.

(from the declaration of Nyeleni, 2007)

32 hours, 50 minutes- The amount of on-screen media, including television, videos and video games that American children between the ages of 2 and 5 years old consume each week, according to the Nielsen Company.

Chicken-ism

I loved this so much that I had to post it. I cannot take credit, I found it on the web.

All I need to know I learned from my chickens.

Wake up early, stay busy, but always stay alert.

Visit your favorite places every day.

Scratch out a living.

Routine is good.

Plump is good.

Don't ponder your pupose in life, your brain is too small.

Accept the pecking order and you know your enemies.

Weed your garden.

Protect your children fiercely, sit on them if you need to.

Take them for walks, show them the little things, and talk constantly.

Brag on your accomplishments.

Don't count your chicks before they hatch.

Protect your nest egg.

Test your wings once in a while.

Squawk when necessary.

As you age, demand respect.

Leave a little something for those who care about you.

Chase butterflies.