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Awesome things are happening lately.
My Dad bought us a tractor.
And the tractor made a garden.
I’ve planted the garden with four rows of potatoes already: Seed potatoes from our old garden, Russian Blue, Marilyn Fingerling, and Yukon Gold.
Will cut a large hole in the side of the new coop and installed an excellent window for the girls.
I made a nipple waterer for the girls, but alas, I cannot train them to use it. I’ve tried showing them how it works, smearing yogurt on it, smearing peanut butter on it, putting scratch underneath it, and nothing works. They refuse to use it. If you have any ideas on how to train a chicken to use a nipple waterer, please let me know.
I found the old door to the outhouses in pieces, and put it back together like a puzzle. It says, “The Rose Bowl.”
The seedlings are all looking amazing. I predict an epic garden this year. As long as wildlife doesn’t decimate it.
I leave you with this awesome picture of one of my chickens. I call it “Chicken with a Shovel.”
Awe! How nice to have a tractor. That will make your work much easier. I remember the day my sister painted “the Rose Bowl”. That was actually used when my parents moved to the farm in 1942. There was no running water. My Dad decided to dig a well by the old house. He just went out with a shovel and started to dig. Not far from the house so it wouldn’t be far to haul into the house. When it got too deep he had ropes and a pulley set up to fill a pail with dirt and empty it at the top. It was about 3 feet round and 40 feet deep. He said one day he dug out a rock and it started to fill. My Mom was in the house and didn’t hear him calling. He was afraid he would drown before she came out but, she eventually came to check on him and got the ladder to get him out. I’m not sure why the ladder wasn’t down there but it wasn’t. I asked how he knew there was water there and he said, he didn’t!
What a great story behind the well! Can’t believe he hand dug that. We recently had it measured and the well is now 29 feet deep top to bottom, with 20 feet of water. Guess that means some dirt has filled in over the years, and the water table has risen 10 feet!
I was so curious when I started to find pieces of the door with letters on them that I just had to put it back together to find out what it said. I thought it was pretty funny 🙂