A quiet Sunday morning on a long weekend. The Baldy Boy had just left for an hours bike ride before I handed over the keys to the three external children. I was going to invoke my ‘free pass’, cooking snicker doodles before a child free afternoon of singstar and dinner with friends. The suddenly I […]
Here Chook Chook Chook…
We have some new residents at the Pickle Farm. Two weekends back I took a deep breath and did a brave thing. I bought four young hens from the farmers market. It might not sound like a very brave thing but since we’ve been loosing chooks to the dreaded chicken plague (aka mereks disease), slowly, […]
Dash The Rooster
We ummed and ahhed for a long time over the last hatchling. Was it a hen or was it a rooster? This time around there is little doubt…. Dash is almost certainly a boy chook. Look at those leg and a crest already! He’s destined to be our first home grown dinner, if we don’t […]