Monthly Archives: August 2015

You Are My Sunshine

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,you make me happy, when skies are grey … Sunshine made me happy when I caught her checking out a nest. She didn’t know how funny she looked, standing apprehensively on one foot as … Continue reading

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Back in the Land of the Wet

We are back in the land of the wet. Saturday’s storm blew away the sun with enough force to topple trees, knock down climbing beans, and floor rows of corn. It also whipped the electric lines from here to kingdom … Continue reading

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Skunky at the End of August … Vogue in the Future?

Nearly five months ago, at the beginning of April, Skunky was an adorable chick who could easily fit in my palm. She’s a stunning hen now, maybe a month away from laying her first egg. She is so elegant, I … Continue reading

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If a Woodpecker and a Chicken …

If a woodpecker and a chicken fell in love, this is what their children would look like. The turken chick that Madge hatched is mostly black with a white face and white trim on its wings. When it walks around, … Continue reading

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Late Summer

Cattails in bloom are a sign of late summer. The female flowers form the dark brown, spongy tails. The male flowers are on the spike above. In the spring when the tails turn to fluff, birds use the fluff to … Continue reading

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Love You, Love You Not

A sunny day is a good day to crack out of an egg. The sunflowers are blooming as brightly as the sun. Sunflower’s hens started hatching on Sunday. One of her new chicks is part Turken, a breed of chickens … Continue reading

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Artemis

The artemis melons in the hoop house are developing. In just a few days, the size of the melons have grown noticeably. They get to be round, two pound melons. The description from Territorial Seed Company reads: A French Charentais … Continue reading

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Letting Go

The dancing poppy blossoms of late July are gone. What was a bed of delightful poppies is now a morgue of wilted poppy plants. It’s time to let them go. Gardening is a meditation in letting go. You want those … Continue reading

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Happy Greens, Happy Reds

Few vegetables let you know you’re alive like arugula. Some lettuces are so bland, you could fall asleep eating them. Not spicy arugula. Toss this in with your salad and your eyes will pop out with happiness when you bite … Continue reading

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One Potato, Two Potato, Three Potato, Four

Tomorrow is market day at Bow Little Market. It’s time to sort the potatoes. This week I’m weighing every potato and sorting them by the ounce. So if you’re coming to Bow Little Market tomorrow, you can buy just the … Continue reading

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Like Mother, Like Daughter

Usually chicks look nothing like their mothers. Their baby colors are usually different than their mother’s feathers. This little chick is the same shade of reddish brown as her mother. Will it grow up to look like it’s mother? Maybe, … Continue reading

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All the News That’s Fit to Print

It’s a busy day in paradise. There is so much going on. Where to begin? Here is a condensed version of this morning’s news: A handful of blackberries were picked for breakfast A dog dug furiously when he smelled a … Continue reading

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Signs of Fall

It’s mid August, the coolness of Fall is in the morning air, the stacks of firewood have dried, dry leaves are gathering on the grass, baby melons are swelling, champagne grapes are turning purple. So much happens outdoors every day, … Continue reading

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Gentle Farming

It was Wednesday afternoon, a warm, sunny day. I don’t know who was needing a nap more, Hazel or her chicks. Snoozing next to or inside their mother’s feathers is what little chicks are meant to do. One day, some … Continue reading

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Babies in the Rain

For the first time in their lives, baby kohlrabi are getting a soft shower of rain drops. What do they think of the rain? Does it taste better than the well water I use to water them? A few more … Continue reading

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Things Never Die

A number of years ago, a dead cottonwood fell over in a windstorm. It’s now home to a thick bed of moss and brilliant yellow something. They have years and years of food in that cottonwood trunk. No worries for … Continue reading

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One Thing Leads to Another

We’ve been here more than ten years now so I’ve looked at this circle of beech trees many times. This morning I saw a cedar had sprouted between two of the trees. Trying to take a photo of the cedar … Continue reading

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To Catch a Dragonfly

The quality of these photos aren’t good, but they do give a sense of what happened. I found Hazel foraging with her chicks, except one was missing. It wasn’t too far away and peeping. I wondered why it wasn’t joining … Continue reading

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Signs of Late Summer

It’s late summer when plump blackberries dangle in numbers beyond infinity. It’s late summer when you’ve eaten so many blackberries you can’t eat another one. It’s late summer when the anemones are dancing. Anemone comes from Greek and means “daughter … Continue reading

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Love Rules Us All

It’s the season of color. There’s something celebrating every day. Flowers in full bloom, and Billy crossing the bridge to see who is on the other side. Will he get lucky or will she go? A rooster’s fate is to … Continue reading

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