Posted on April 28, 2024 by RT
The Chicks are almost 8 weeks old, and it is past time for them to get out of my house!
So, why are they still here? The Chicken Tractor needed to be readied so the big girls could be transferred there for the summer. Once the big girls are moved, the coop needs to be cleaned and sanitized for the little girls. It also needs a couple of repairs and revisions.
Step One was finally done yesterday.
The Chicken Tractor was scrubbed down, the new HANGING waterer was installed, security improvements were made to the door of the coop, the top of the coop was blocked so they can no longer slide down the roof and get stuck, and a tarp was put on the front for shade and to protect them from the rain. These actions addressed flaws we noted last year.

Even though we both were already tired from working on the tractor and some garden work, we pushed ourselves to empty the coop of the winter’s worth of deep litter bedding. With Oscar shoveling and me dumping wagonload after wagonload of spent bedding into the compost pile, we were able to get the first task of Step Two completed.
Today I began hosed out the inside of the coop. After it dries for a couple days, I will spread some diatomaceous earth to help clear unwanted germs and creepy crawlies. Then, Oscar will need to install new roosts and we’ll be able to spread a layer of sand. While not all the needed coop work will be done, it will be at that point we will be able to move the little stinkers OUTSIDE.
I really want that to happen by next weekend. I’d prefer it before, but I don’t anticipate Oscar will get the roosts built and installed during the week.
Look how big the Little Girls are – certainly too big for the bathtub.
These are the Cream Legbars.


Betty, on the left, is significantly smaller than everyone else. That’s how she got her name. I first started to call her Itty Bitty, which got shortened into Bitty which morphed into Betty. Oscar wants to call her Professor Peep, but I think the one on the right looks more professorial. Despite my offer to call that one Professor Peep, he was not swayed, and we are at what most people would consider a stalemate.
What will happen? Who will prevail? This occurred with our last batch of chicks, too. I mentioned that the “gray one looks like a storm cloud.” Oscar calls her Cloudy and I call her Stormy. So, I’m betting that’s how this will work out – each will call her what we want to call her and mock glare at each other.
These are the Buff Orpingtons.



The Orpingtons do not have names yet. Each wears a different colored leg bands so that we can tell them apart though so that will help with naming them, eventually. Don’t let the one on the left fool you – she’s acting all shy for her picture, but she is the one that will take every opportunity to escape!
Cross your fingers for me to get these cuties out of the tub SOON please.
I disappeared a bit while having adventures.
First adventure: I bought a new bed. My other bed was over 20 years old, had become terribly uncomfortable, and rotating the mattress no longer helped. I bought a Dreamcloud hybrid mattress with adjustable frame. I must say, I haven’t slept so well in at least a decade.
Second adventure: I am transitioning into retirement by cutting down to part-time work while I try to discover what retired life will look like. I had completely abandoned quilting when I moved here so decided it’s time to get back to it and use the stash of material and finish all the projects I had packed up. The first step was to get:

Third adventure: travel.
When I moved from Wyoming to North Carolina in December 2011, I really wanted to stop at The National Quilt Museum. Given that it was the middle of winter, and I was transporting a bird and two dogs (whose whole purpose in life became to get that bird), it just was not going to happen. This was the year I got to go back and visit Paducah, Kentucky.
Click through the images above to see just a few of the quilts they had on display.
The Ohio River runs right through Paducah, which is nicknamed Four Rivers because four major waterways come together within a 40-mile area: the Ohio, Tennessee, Cumberland, and Mississippi. This confluence made Paducah a hub of river transportation which drove commerce for the United States. While there, I enjoyed visiting the Inland Waterways Museum.
The Inland Waterways Museum told all about the history of how these major rivers have been used over the centuries. I remember those boring Social Studies classes in high school (a long, long time ago) where we “learned” how these, and other major waterways were involved in Westward Expansion and dominated the development of industry and commerce in early United States history. In high school, those words meant nothing, but I learned SO much at this museum and, in truth, spent more time in there than in the quilt museum.
One of the fascinating things I learned there was about the 1937 Ohio River Valley Flood. It was the worst natural disaster in the history of the Ohio River Valley. The river had flooded many times in its history, but none of them rivaled this one. Communities large and small were affected all along the Ohio’s 981-mile course. The damage stretched from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, to Cairo, Illinois. In Paducah, flood waters submerged 90% of city at its peak. Click HERE for a film from that time.
Finally, Paducah was in the Path of Totality for the April 8th eclipse which was when I was in town. I stood out in the parking lot of my hotel and enjoyed it. No crowds, just the sun and moon and me.



Naturally, a phone camera with a filter doesn’t capture great images, but these are some of the pictures I took. Notice that little dot in the third picture? That is actually the moon in front of the sun.
I like eclipses. The first one I remember was in 1963 when I was a little girl in Alaska. My brother had taken me with him while he helped a friend paint a house. They painted the house yellow, which I liked but then painted the trim brown, which I thought made it look dull. It’s funny how I remember that opinion. The light from the sky got dimmer and dimmer until it was dark and cold. I have had a fascination with them ever since.
So, that’s what I’ve been doing.
Posted on April 2, 2024 by RT
Well, we thought we had them contained, but Nope.

The lid we built to cover the brooder worked for all of 8 days. The hole we left in the lid so it would fit around the faucet seemed too small for further escapes.
Apparently, this is one determined chick.
They sure are getting big!
Posted on March 27, 2024 by RT
Sixty years ago today, Southcentral Alaska experienced a magnitude 9.2 earthquake which would change lives forever, including those of my family and me.
I am not going to re-tell that tale. You can see what I’ve written previously about the event HERE. I just wanted to mark the day.
Click Here for more pictures and links to articles about that day and Here to learn how the Earthquake “shook up science.”

It didn’t take long for other chicks to follow the little globetrotter out of the tub, so we had to handle the little escapists pronto.

Some chicken wire and 1″ x 2″ ‘s and we now have a lid on the tub to contain the chicks for a few more weeks.
Posted on March 22, 2024 by RT
The chicks are two weeks old, growing daily, and feathering out nicely.
While most are satisfied with their bathtub brooder…

There’s always one who must see what’s on the other side of the wall.

I’ve added making a lid for the bathtub to this weekend’s project list.
Silly chicken!
Posted on March 14, 2024 by RT
The chicks are doing well.
Chicks change dramatically over the first couple of months, and I’ve learned it is an exercise in futility to name them at this young age. Apparently, I can’t help myself though. So, their “temporary placeholders” (applied in general, not individually) are: Chickie, Cheep, Chica, Strip, and Stripe.
Though they are still balls of fluff for the most part, they are already starting to develop …
Wings

and,
itty bitty


Tails!
They are still in their cute phase and, since I didn’t get my sense of smell back after Covid, if their brooder stinks, I can’t tell, and it doesn’t bother me!
Posted on March 10, 2024 by RT
In addition to my Fun with Chicks on Friday, I received the pile of dirt I ordered last weekend.

I’ll tell you what, in all these years, this was the smoothest, easiest acquisition of dirt I’ve experienced. The delivery truck showed up as scheduled, dumped the dirt on the plastic I laid out, and the driver helped me cover it to protect it from the coming rainstorm. Thank you, Piedmont Feed & Garden Center!
Covering the pile with a tarp so it didn’t get wet from the night and day and night of rain that followed was definitely the right move. Otherwise, my lovely pile of garden soil would have become a very expensive pool of mud.
Of course, it couldn’t stay in a pile, so the day came to fill the two new raised beds.
Oscar shoveled it from the pile…

Into the wheelbarrow.

Then he lugged it across the property, and I shoveled it into the raised beds, while he was filling the next barrowful from the pile.


Each bed took about 5 & 1/2 wheelbarrows-full of dirt to fill – and that’s with the bottom half of the beds filled with cardboard.
It looks like the dirt remaining in the pile will be enough dirt to easily fill my two Greenstalk planters and all my fabric pots. That will be another day though!
Posted on March 8, 2024 by RT
Some say I am a strong woman. In some ways that may be true. When it comes to certain temptations though, there is very little that will sway me away from the dark side.
Take chicks for instance…

Remember last week when I bought dirt at Piedmont Feed & Garden? Well, as I was leaving, I noticed a flyer on the counter with their schedule for chick deliveries. I didn’t even know they did chicks. They had two batches of sexed chicks coming in March and two in April, with different chicken breeds in each batch. As luck would have it, the breeds I wanted were coming March 8th.
I argued with myself all week about it. March is too early. (There’s a good reason why I usually I get chicks in May.) It’s okay if you don’t get the ones you want. (But I want Those.) You’ll have to keep them in the house for six weeks because it’s so early in the season. (But I want Those.) You don’t need more chickens. (Hush your mouth! I do so need more chickens!)
Seven days of resistance was futile. Delivery day was today. As I drove home from work, the car automatically turned into Piedmont’s driveway and, well, as long as I was there, I should see if they even have anything left.
That is how I am now the new keeper of two Cream Legbar (the brown ones) and three Buff Orpington (the yellow ones) chicks.
Posted on March 3, 2024 by RT
I’ve gotten bulk garden soil in the past and prefer getting it that way. Acquiring soil this way, instead of buying it by-the-bag at the local big box store, I can get a huge amount of soil all at once. Without a truck, however, this has not been an option.
It turns out, my local feed and garden store will DELIVER it to me! Saturday, I ordered 3 cubic yards from Piedmont Feed & Garden Center – enough to fill both of my 8′ x 2′ x2′ raised beds, all of my fabric pots, and the two Greenstalk vertical planters, with more left over.
Besides the convenience of this soil delivery, I saved a significant amount of money. Three cubic yards with delivery fees cost about $190.00. Buying this amount of bagged soil would have cost $600.00, plus would require multiple trips to Home Depot. What a savings!
My garden-ready soil will arrive on Friday. I will be able to plant my peas, carrots, lettuces and other greens next weekend.
I’m so excited!

There was one other boon on Saturday. While at the garden center, I noticed they were having a tool sharpening event. So, I sent Oscar back with loppers, axes, and other tools that have needed sharpening for quite some time. It was an unexpected completion of a necessary task.
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