Showing posts with label Farm life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Farm life. Show all posts

Friday, 6 June 2014

My lovely Chooks have a new home.

I love my chooks and love sharing their amazing abilities.
They lay eggs.
I just find this completely amazing.
A person I know whose family is in the egg industry once said to me, 'What other food can you get to feed a whole family so well, so cheaply?"
How true. 
A dozen eggs can feed a family quite well for around 6 dollars.
Well having your own chooks makes it even cheaper.
I now have 24 hens. 12 old, and 12 young.
They have a special new chook yard that I have been waiting for since my birthday in February.
It was worth the wait! The boys have done a top job of it.


Chookyard building- it is huge! with 2 big gates to drive through to get around the yard.


They can eat free range as well as have feed on hand in a feeder, plus they get all the kitchen scraps.
Mine have laying mash (I like the seedy stuff mixed with molasses)  The pellets made one lot of my chooks lose all their feathers, I think it makes them too hot. We go through a bag of feed each week, plus they are free ranging these last couple of weeks. I let them free range each afternoon since their move into their new yard when I get home, they're waiting at the gate for me and I let them out for a couple of hours.


I always have a mix of old and young chooks. I never have the heart to chop the heads off my old ones. They have worked hard producing eggs and I repay them with a long life.
The old red girls are 3 or 4 years old, and the black ones are 2 years old.
They have just finished moulting and we have gone from 2 eggs a day from 11 hens to 6 eggs a day.
I'm pretty happy with that, I thought they might have been past it.


This big guy has to be locked or chained up before any chooks are let loose!
He tries to work them to death!


The little dogs don't seem to be worried at all about the chooks. 
They're more interested in searching for scraps in the chookyard!


The chooks give them a little peck if they get in their space!


The young red ones are just starting to lay. I bought them back in March as 12 week olds.
I normally buy day olds at the beginning of October or November.
Last year we didn't get any babies though as all the chooks were in the big aviary (where I would normally put the chicks) waiting for a new yard to be built, as the new shed built for the solar panels meant my old chook yard and veggie patch had to be demolished! 


I find the tiniest pullet eggs in the nesting boxes.


I 'm getting 4 a day out of the 12 of them.
Of course this all depends on my ability to get them collected before lunch as there seems to be a family of egg thieving crows in the vicinity. I've lost 4 plastic eggs as well that they've taken.
I hope they gave them a royal gut ache!
Apart from sitting there with a  410 waiting for them to rob the nest, I'm not exactly sure what to do.
I would normally hang a big fake bird, but I think that might worry the hens.

Suggestions most welcome.





Tuesday, 27 November 2012

A huge caterpillar in the garden.

Husband has bought a new Tonka toy.
It's old but incredibly useful for the light jobs we have around here.
We traded an old John Deere on it.
Husband is under strict instructions to replace it with a Kubota.
We found over the last week that the cat does a great job of moving gravel into the holes in the driveway.
Husband and son were covered in Hydraulic oil when they serviced it on Saturday.
I though t that maybe their clothes might need to be burned-
Luckily I have some pretty top washing machines to clean them all up.

Delivery day.
On the day it arrived, we wouldn't let our delivery friend leave until he had shown husband how to drive it!
The little fella is getting really good at driving it. 
Yesterday he pushed over a little tree that was in his way.
Today he lifted a solar panel into position atop a steel post.
Precision at its best.


It was most definitely turned off at this point. Big machinery terrifies me!


And then he demonstrated how a caterpillar farts.



Husband says he wished he had a toy like this when he was a little boy.
Perhaps a dream come true??


Friday, 3 August 2012

How do you heat your house?

A few years ago it was necessary to cut this big old tree down. It was interfering with the wind to a windmill close by. When it was felled it landed in this precarious position.
I have been terrified of it ever since.


Whenever we go and check out the windmill, I constantly scream at the kids to stay away from it.


The cattle have been hanging out underneath it.
Rubbing their backs on the wood.
It's only a matter of time!
One will get squashed.
And that would be sad, and expensive (as any loss of stock is)
We have lost cattle with their heads jammed in the fork of trees before.
We are pretty on to making it as good as possible for them to be safe and happy.


I convinced them that it had to come down and we thought it would be great firewood.


Gotta love those Toyota Landcruisers!


Attaching to that bit was a big FAIL, only the branch came away.



Ha! Go to the source of the problem.


Fail again- broken straps!


Fail- no movement.


This was getting very tedious and the kids were getting scratchy.
I had heard lots of creaking and moving around the other side.
I suggested that we put the straps around there where I could hear the stress point.


These young preggers heifers came to check things out.


Of course daughter tried to get a pat.


They wouldn't have it!


The ground rumbled as they ran away.


But we had success, possibly 10 ton of firewood.
The cutting up is always the hard bit.
Well, hardest on hubby's back!


The kids do a really good job of loading it into our big trailer.


Welding gloves are essential.
You never know what might be in those hollow bits.
Snakes, centipedes, mice! 



That should keep us going for a while.
How do you heat your house?
Is the electricity bill killing you yet?
Fires are unbeatable in their warmth and character.
However, I always tell people that they are filthy, high maintenace and labour intensive!
Even loading the wheelbarrow and dragging it up from the woodpile can be a real drag!
There's someone here always pretty happy about a fire!


Stay hot!
xx j

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