More mouths to feed at Fangorn
Bessie shares a kiss with Bangers Their names are Bangers and Mash. They are Friesian steers, just over a year old. We are going to grow them, fatten them up and then eat them. Just like we did with Mr T, who is rather delicious. Mash Being friesians, it’s going to take a while to […]
Mother
Recently, bossy white chook became a mummy. The first time she tried to be a mother didn’t work out very well. She was sitting on too many eggs and she crushed them and she didn’t sit long enough and her two hatched chicks died, probably because she kept sitting on the eggs when she should […]
Feeding Bessie
We went to see the cows. They ran towards us, smelling the cow pellets in the steel buckets. They look funny when they run. They are so big, yet they can run and bound, heaving their heavy bodies up the hill towards us. Bessie was the first to see us and run. Then Mr T […]
Bella-moo
Last time I wrote about Bella, two days ago, I wrote about how we were hoping our newest addition would soon get used to us. If we are going to have her as our pet and maybe milk her one day, she needs to be friendly (at risk of anthropomorphising again). We decided to go […]
Meet Bella
Meet Bella, our new Dexter-cross heifer. She arrived yesterday evening, a pretty and calm 2 1/2 year old pregnant heifer. She arrived with her own name, Bella, and we decided it sounded nice with Bessie, so we are going to keep that name, even though we already have a Bella (Georgie’s special doll). Mr T […]
Best place ever
Since I was a very young girl I have had the dream of living on a farm. I wanted to collect eggs in the morning. I wanted to ride my pony in the evenings. I wanted to have sheep and cows, and lush green pastures. I wanted to grow flowers and vegetables and sit by […]
Grateful for chickens
I love the chickens. I love it how they scramble to the door of their chook run and wait for their food scraps. I love it that they see me coming, clomping along in monte’s oversized crocs, carrying the blue chook scraps bucket, and they cluck and carry on, waiting impatiently for me to come […]
Chickens and the garden
Monte’s idea for using the chickens to fertilize our garden stems from principles of permaculture. The chickens eat our food scraps, which they scratch into the ground, along with green waste, including lawn clippings, and hay and silage leftover from what the cows don’t eat, which monte shovels into the chook pen. Over time, the […]
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