Pictures

This is the official sign of the town I live in. OK, I don't live in it, it is my mailing address. And yes, I live closest to it.

This is one of the easter egg chickens I hatched. Cute little white fuzz ball.

Baby chicks. I just love the way the white one in the back is looking at the camera. Not sure if this is the same chick as the one above. The 2 in front are Bourbon Red turkey poults.

One of the bourbon red turkey eggs hatching.

Goose just out of the egg. Looks dead, but really isn't. You can see the turkey eggs around it. Slates on the right, Reds on the left.

Baby Goose, You can see the pipped chicken egg in the background nest to the thermometer. The dial in front is a humidity gauge. You can see the hatch date on the end of the egg. 13 June 2010.





















The two goslings. The one on the left has been trying for almost 24 hours to get out, and the one on the right made it in just a few. Go figure. You cans till see the chick in the background. It never made it out of the shell.




























The Drake Goose taking a bath. Being watched by the two toms. The red one I will keep for next year, the black one is going to be smoked for 4th of July.

Goose making sure he gets every feather.



























Garden bounty. Was going to bring them int he house, but didn't have any thing to put them in, and didn't want to keep holding them. So I ate them. Only took a minute, but they were good!
Haven't gotten any more since. But did get a quart of wild black raspberries the other day.





















My effort at energy conservation. This is the day I put it up, and haven't used it again since. Maybe tomorrow.

One of the baby Rhode Island red chicks. NEct to the other big ones, including another Red.

These two hens just love me. Eat out of my hand and virtually crawled up in my lap. Both sat there for almost an hour. Had to chase them off when I got up.

And yes, this is like looking at a picture of my dad. Not sure if that is good or bad. Just an observation.

This is the 42 foot trailer we hauled home with my old F-250 pickup. This is also where it sat for a week, stuck in the soft dirt until it dried out some.

After it dried out, we hauled it up into the yard, blocked it up so Drew could work on it some. He has plans for it and the 46 foot Star trailer in the yard.

Came outside after doing truck one night and the Hardies mext door was on fire. They are saying it was arson. Been really good for our business, but still. Wouldn't wish it on any one.