Sprouted Onions - What to do?

I am sure you have found your onions have "sprouted."    Of course, your first thought is "oh darn" and you throw it out because the onion is now no good.  I did the same thing until now.  I was reading somewhere on the Internet that you can plant these!!!  So I figured what the heck.  Let's give this a try. 

Dig a hole deep and wide enough to fit the onion.

 Cover it with dirt so just the top of the "sprout" is showing.

Add some water and wait to see what happens.  Stay tune!!

What a strange year this has been

I don't think I have ever remember a year quite like this year, at least, one so eventful.  Goats drowning in water troughs followed by another goat delivering 3 stillborn babies, a month of "monsoons" in July, followed by an air conditioner and the power steering in my truck both dying at the same time, a recent storm damaging our house . . .

and on and on and on.  Plus the emotions of an only child being deployed on the other side of the world.

BUT, somehow God gets you through this, don't know how HE does it but He does.  Yes, the rains pretty much wiped out my gardens, but I have a lot of friends at the farmer's markets that keep me supplied in wonderful vegetables from their gardens.  As for the goat I lost this winter . . . well, a customer who bought one of my dairy baby goats about a year ago, brought her back because she has decided not to raise goats anymore.  Noelle (the goat) will make up for the one I lost. 

As for the damage to the house, it could have been a lot worse!!  BUT, we didn't lose power and the damage is very minimal.  The carpenter we thought we had hired bailed on us.  So we are going to do it ourselves. 

Amazingly, for some reason, my products are in high demand!!  New opportunites have opened up.  You can't convince me that God didn't have a hand in this.

AND, my son has decided not to re-enlist and will be coming home this year!!  Needless to say, I am a VERY excited Navy Mom. 

It is going to be interesting to see how the rest of the year plays out.  Stay tuned!

Baby Chicks

The last couple of weeks I have had two hens setting on nests with about a dozen eggs in each nest.  So far, we have hatched out 8 baby chicks.   Seven of the chicks were hatched about a week and a half ago.

 

Well, last week, baby chick #8 was hatched.  He/she was about a week or so younger than the other chicks.

I have had this situation before.  The older chicks will peck at it briefly to let it know the "pecking" order but eventually leave it alone. 

Unfortunately, that didn't happen in this case.  I found the poor chick in a corner the next morning almost pecked to death.  I immediately took it out of the pen and placed it in a pen by itself.  It died later that afternoon.  I was so upset as this has never happened before. 

I have learned my lesson.  Found another baby chick yesterday morning.  He/she is now in a separate box where the others can't hurt it.

Life on a farm!!

62

Today I turn 62.  Amazing!!  I can't be THAT old.  I certainly don't feel THAT old and it always amazes me when I go to the store and they give me a "senior  citizen" discount.  My husband tells me that I should be happy to get a discount, but, somehow, I'm not.  I don't think of myself as a "senior." 

I guess that is part of the problem - I don't feel old.  Of course, I am reminded every time I look in the mirror and see more gray appearing in my hair.  And, I don't have the "youthful" body that I once had - no more bikinis for me  (now that won't be a pretty sight - LOL!).  And to be quite honest, I think I am more active now than I was 20 years ago.

For some reason, on my birthdays, my thoughts always turn to my Mom.  A lot of what I do today are because of her.  She taught me to cook, sew and how to can fruits and vegetables.  I also got my love for animals from her.  I think she would be very pleased with how my life turned out.  She probably would have crocheted sweaters for all the baby goats - LOL!

So, here's to you, Mom - I raise my cup of coffee - (she was also a coffee drinker - so I got that from her, too - LOL!).   Thank you for all that you taught me and for you love!!  I hope I have done you proud!

Blessings

Sometimes I get so caught up in life events that I miss so many of the blessings that God has given me.  What is the saying . . . take time and smell the roses.  The worries of everyday life seem to take precedent and we fail to notice all the many blessings we have.  I am guilty as charged!!  When I take time to look at my many blessings, I am so overwhelmed by God's love.

The birth of a baby goat.

The wonderful milk provided by my goats that I use to make delicious cheese for my family to enjoy weekly.  And not to mention the soap, fudge and ice cream!!  And the skill that God has given me to make these.

All the beautiful eggs that my chickens lay that I can sell at the market or make pies, cakes, cookies,  etc.

The beautiful seasons - each one more beautiful than that last.

My gardens and the wonderful vegetables, berries and herbs I grow in them.

 

Everyday I look out my windows and this is what I see.  And the beautiful songs of all the birds.  Words just can't describe it.

 

 

And the most important blessings are these two:

 

These two give meaning to my life.  I am forever thankful to God for letting me be a part of their lives.

So many blessings . . . more than I could possibly deserve.  Just saying Thank You doesn't even begin to express my feelings.  So richly blessed by God's Love.

 

Baby time on the farm again!

This time it is baby chicks!!  Little puff balls on legs.  Since this picture was taken, we have added two more little puff balls and I have two hens setting on roughly a dozen and a half eggs.  Whether or not the eggs are fertile remains to be seen.  Stay tune!!

The goat babies are now 5 months old!! And they are growing like weeds!!  Little Slugger is no longer little and he will probably be our next "stud."  Butch, I fear, will end up in "freezer camp" unless I can find a home for him.  Shrek, for some reason, has become very standoffish - not sure why.  Maybe it is because she is now a teenager and you know how teenagers are!!

And life goes on at the farm!

Who says animals don't have feelings?

Now this picture doesn't look that special - just an orange cat sitting on a box.  BUT I will tell you why that cat is sitting on the box.

Two days earlier, our cat, Muff, died.

Muff and Gus (the orange cat) were best buddies.  They sleep together outside on the back deck.  If you saw one, you didn't see the other one far behind.  We couldn't bury Muff right away because it was rainy so we put her in a box.  We did finally bury her 2 days later.  Our ground is so hard - mostly clay, so my husband only dug a hole deep and wide enough for just the cat and not the box.

After we got done burying Muff, I set the box down on the deck before putting away the shovel.  When I came back, I found Gus sitting on the box. He won't leave that box for 2 days.  We think he could smell Muff on it.  Who says animals don't have feelings?  We think this was his way of grieving for his friend.  So, I think the picture of Gus on the box is a very sad picture.