tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254136869607367402024-03-05T23:00:46.780-08:00E5 FarmE5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-10434822143765486652010-10-10T05:47:00.000-07:002010-10-13T00:55:38.158-07:00Mini strokes...The duck situation is a little better, not much, but a little. They still start screaming at around 6:45am until about 8. My poor neighbor, I need to leave him a care package. The duck area is basically right next to his house, that was a great idea... Another brilliant idea was positioning the beehive on our backporch right next to the stairs that lead to the farm!! So every morning i have to haul ass past the bees by running down the steps. Ive had many near death experiences doing this. Especially now that the bees have multiplied like crazy. If i get outside early enough, before the bees wake up, I'm ok but anytime after that and I use the front door and just go around. We're thinking about building somekind of two panel blockade so solve this problem. Evidently if there is a wall or object in front of the hive they will fly straight up and out. So if I put one panel on the side next to the stairs and one directly infront of their entrance we may be able to coexist with bees living on the porch. But the tapping sound they make on the kitchen window at night when the lights are on isn't going anywhere im afraid. Who knew bees were attracted to lights like moths?? <br />Oh yea, And I need some advice about getting rid of a nasty aphid problem, any ideas??? Aphids plus ants equals grumpy farmer... Just sayin.'E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-7263145360526005822010-10-03T18:58:00.000-07:002010-10-03T19:15:30.368-07:00Animals gone wildi know I normally write about being overwhelmed and astonished by crazy animals, but I may have reached my limit. So since we have temporarily adopted these ducks, all he'll has broken loose and the ducks have tried their hardest to give me a stroke. When the new ducks were put in with the old ducks, I had them separated within the pen. That next morning I woke up to the loudest quacking I've heard yet. So I go outside and the ducks have broken through the inner barrier and are tear-assing back and forth like ping pong balls in this pen. When a new duck met an old duck they would scare each other so badly they would turn in the opposite direction and haul ass away, only to meet another strange duck two feet later. Do there were 24 grown geese sized ducks basically running in circles from each other. It was the craziest thing. Then the ducks would yell, making deputy dingle yell back, and thus went on for probrebly an hour before I said, f-it! And separated the ducks. So now I have the new ducks living with the goats and things have been much more peaceful... I haven't had a stroke yet. I have decided to downsize the animal situation. I sold the last three rabbits so now I only have two, my farm lady friend is coming tomorrow morning for the rouens, all eight if them. And if that old deputy dingle isn't getting down to business, he's getting put on craigslist!! Well, probrebly not, but it make me feel better knowing I have options.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-71130450899193740752010-09-27T13:35:00.000-07:002010-09-27T13:56:57.608-07:00Farm updates!its so nice to know we were missed!! We've been super homesteading these last few weeks, its hard to remember what's happened! First, we've met a kindred spirit in the hood with ducks and chickens that he had to get rid of because somebody reported him. So we are going to be harboring his poutlry for a while until he can find other arrangements. This brings the number of ducks in the back yard to about 25. Omg, this is crazy. And I think there is a rooster as well... Trouble. The ducks are adorable though. They're spotted like a dog, it's so cute. But this is just the kind of kick in the pants needed to get a chicken petition going. Let us know if you'd like to get involved!! <br />We have started the fall garden with mixed results, the red Hopi dye amaranth has done really well, but the golden giant amaranth keeps getting eaten by varments. The peas and beans sprang back to life after the repeated goat/duck attacks a few weeks ago. Thank goodness. The red Russian kale is getting bigger and I'm still waiting for the carrots and beets to come up, but it's only been a few day since I planted them. <br />I think deputy dingle is getting the job done as well. I pretty sure they have the height difference figured out, he stands on the highest pallet in the manger while sugarbit backs up on the ground, sorry for that visual, but that kind of nitty gritty knowledge is part of farm life, haha. So gross. Don't worry, I won't post pictures of that. But I will post others!E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-37910032691480920292010-09-04T09:17:00.000-07:002010-09-04T09:20:02.624-07:00German Military Study Warns of Potential Energy Crisis<a href="http://www.theoildrum.com/node/6912">German Military Study Warns of Potential Energy Crisis</a><br />this is scarry! It totally time to invest in livestock, lol.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-63600520315974856382010-09-01T17:31:00.000-07:002010-09-02T05:43:52.953-07:00Triple threat<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxtm7b-p3ySu6KCh8f0I_KFkzNeaAwL3ngtdv3jgIVCPyOATuQtt416LhY96rKltFjFLV8P-IhjdXnllLKEBWKZI_0ICiqEQWJm5hPD4UbOsnU5WUCg82-CioTUT6V8Du_rL-V-uAAEeYE/s1600/photo-725216.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxtm7b-p3ySu6KCh8f0I_KFkzNeaAwL3ngtdv3jgIVCPyOATuQtt416LhY96rKltFjFLV8P-IhjdXnllLKEBWKZI_0ICiqEQWJm5hPD4UbOsnU5WUCg82-CioTUT6V8Du_rL-V-uAAEeYE/s320/photo-725216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512238876013347778" /></a></p>E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-40167831326656824812010-09-01T17:29:00.000-07:002010-09-02T05:43:52.958-07:00Sharing is caring<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTifcw5C8xBhcydv-LyGZ5Z8z355vjg85tbeVUizJxgcOxwJFBeT9sb-5aRjWI8j3HuIXRlM0IP4uDOC5yTYghDVIjS6fxEPwRZYtPt_aRDm-Q3WjTn0JEb9dayn5cuiFGmGvASZyg9R6Y/s1600/photo-715721.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTifcw5C8xBhcydv-LyGZ5Z8z355vjg85tbeVUizJxgcOxwJFBeT9sb-5aRjWI8j3HuIXRlM0IP4uDOC5yTYghDVIjS6fxEPwRZYtPt_aRDm-Q3WjTn0JEb9dayn5cuiFGmGvASZyg9R6Y/s320/photo-715721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512238833614412898" /></a></p>E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-3114986473246407352010-09-01T17:28:00.000-07:002010-09-02T06:04:56.659-07:00King of the castle<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS-uIQftds2J56zgh45qPSZ0A9WQgM0yXSBBfguSD0ccIv3U6qDakO0lBSFq3OQQImw_4fKQfKkrf9PrZICqhq6Mxi4cVwkXtiEx35_09wp3Cn6I2iw6_ezUec3nZVdd7qmjOfOzJsB57Y/s1600/photo-709453.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS-uIQftds2J56zgh45qPSZ0A9WQgM0yXSBBfguSD0ccIv3U6qDakO0lBSFq3OQQImw_4fKQfKkrf9PrZICqhq6Mxi4cVwkXtiEx35_09wp3Cn6I2iw6_ezUec3nZVdd7qmjOfOzJsB57Y/s320/photo-709453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512238806697317698" /></a></p><br />Look what we made! And the goats love it! Now they play king of the castle and it's hilarious! We've also made a new goat fence out of reclaimed wood shipping containers. And I made a duck area too out of the same stuff. Hopefully my garden will finally be safe. I kind of went nutty yesterday and if you heard shreeking, that was not coco the local hooker, it was me. After chasing goats out if the garden all day, I built that darn fence single handedly and I couldn't be prouder. And after that I filled the raised beds in the lots with seeds and pulled the destroyed garden beds back to life. I strung up the Peking black peas and the Kentucky wonder snap beans. We had bamboo poles that were almost as tall as the upstairs windows that I made a trellise- like thing out of for them. That's after I had a near death experience trying to make a teepee. Picture bamboo coming at your head from all directions! I had to dive out of harms way, action movie style, landing with a splat. It was rediculous. And while all this chaos is going down, the baby never even stirred from his sleep once. Crazy.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-78812441528036413392010-08-31T18:10:00.000-07:002010-08-31T18:20:26.113-07:00What the...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1CNKeQ5ofoQq8kjYTimzaUnf5AQXeFixmdarSqD-ZCSsAwWuvveBTtKINofkPmJeoEwJ-M4dbHZ_6XMR99QxOirs7TP1VIiZ003VSfrnu0k7xhpjuVVPV50H7BkZJM7cB54yjCeOxvwd/s1600/photo-774712.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1CNKeQ5ofoQq8kjYTimzaUnf5AQXeFixmdarSqD-ZCSsAwWuvveBTtKINofkPmJeoEwJ-M4dbHZ_6XMR99QxOirs7TP1VIiZ003VSfrnu0k7xhpjuVVPV50H7BkZJM7cB54yjCeOxvwd/s320/photo-774712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511746454582589314" /></a></p>Stuck again<br />Really? How on earth? Why? Why? Why? After a day of shoveling horse poop this what I come home to. Deputy Dingle stuck in the hay feeder. I wanted a buck why?E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-11379801564905644562010-08-26T07:17:00.000-07:002010-08-26T07:40:22.789-07:00Ghetto gardeningI am trying super super hard to get this lot not ghetto. It's hard when the humidity sucks the life out of you though. Ten minutes outside yesterday and I got dizzy. I planted some crops a few days ago and guess what! They sprouted! Thank god! I was worried because animals of all sorts have been trying to sabotage. And I am not lying when I tell you I saw a pack of pit bulls trample the beds. I need a fence badly. I've been scavenging wood for a while now and maybe have enough to make an entrance of some sort. I think I want to hang a sign of somekind too, saying something cute like, 'beautification in progress.' we'll see what I come up with. Any ideas??? Let me know!!E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-37360458603544603932010-08-21T11:11:00.000-07:002010-08-21T11:25:11.041-07:00Deputy Dingle suffers consequencesThat old Deputy Dingle and the two ladies busted through the goat fence and were sniffing the beehive. And guess what happened. The bees attacked and Dingle was the recipient of a couple, or few, bee stings. I was inside the house with the baby when I hear Dingle yelping, like a human with a touch of goat. I ran to the kitchen window and he is running and bucking, trampling my collard green sprouts, mind you. So I go out there and there is a bee buzzing around his head, going for the kill. The girls are standing there half panicked, not sure what to do or where to run. So I open the gate and he haul-asses past me to the manger and the girls are right behind him. Serves him right for breaking the rules, lol. Why is it that it's always me plus baby vs. The goats? And why do they always seem to out smart me? So not cool. But I'm pretty sure that the bee vs. Goats ended with the bees victorious. Suckers!E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-62607790251298499002010-08-14T10:03:00.000-07:002010-08-14T10:28:50.074-07:00Quail massacreTotal dismemberment. I'm heart broken. Something ate them last night and left the nastiest mess. As soon as I walked onto the porch next to their bin, I saw a swarm of flies. I held my breath an peaked inside, complete carnage. Legs, wings, heads, organs, everywhere. I almost cried. I've spent too much time taking care of them for some careless animal to swoop in and destroy everything. It didn't even eat them all, just killed. It was terrible. I came inside and pulled myself together enough to look for the shovel. And like always it was nowhere to be found so I had to dig a hole with the hoe. Talk about insult to injury. Now I have to break the bad news to Mr. Farmer.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-20642314228515459782010-08-13T10:22:00.001-07:002010-08-14T07:05:39.190-07:00Deputy Dingle<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHKYGG1yZrB3M8bTrzFFb1vffMMbBWo9tWudNwOps3esmAk8eKtzrOfMGfP7Tt5hMRRWTXmzfCbUa0-s81KJ-YSqHBxPWgs_CyRBU_teNyBkQH2LqzbQkBoYATzWAezj26fJfJAqji6ZU/s1600/photo-750772.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHKYGG1yZrB3M8bTrzFFb1vffMMbBWo9tWudNwOps3esmAk8eKtzrOfMGfP7Tt5hMRRWTXmzfCbUa0-s81KJ-YSqHBxPWgs_CyRBU_teNyBkQH2LqzbQkBoYATzWAezj26fJfJAqji6ZU/s320/photo-750772.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504946127562057986" /></a></p>I know what everybody's thinking... Where are the goat babies? Well, I've given up hope of babies. Failure. But I bought some insurance, a buck. And we've named him Deputy Dingle. He's six months old and half the size of the ladies so we'll see if they take him seriously. It's just going to take a little longer to get milking. <br />In the meantime I've scored some HUGE tubs for tilapia farming!! And there's a place in St. Augustine for the fingerling. So not all is lost, I'm still very disappointed though. I can't stand farming failures. <br /><br />For the future I'm planning a farmstand at some point, fresh produce and such. I just need a location so I don't give the farm away. And there's also the little task of planting fall crops. But I need my manure delivery before then. I'm on a poo waiting list. Story of my life.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-89060799499487637282010-08-06T05:11:00.001-07:002010-08-06T05:34:55.635-07:00Baby ducks are heartless murderers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAb3Dvb_Jwnj-H3IUjsQCnlEbZttQSmDjJpPKjbjFYKZNKrrE2IoBQsOIZ_929xxPrave0ro3oxSyZdfa-SHAZD7RKNIu3-L26GMa5UP_J4YbLikpTKXHlrwrThy16OISZv0aSX9qtYTB/s1600/photo-793537.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAb3Dvb_Jwnj-H3IUjsQCnlEbZttQSmDjJpPKjbjFYKZNKrrE2IoBQsOIZ_929xxPrave0ro3oxSyZdfa-SHAZD7RKNIu3-L26GMa5UP_J4YbLikpTKXHlrwrThy16OISZv0aSX9qtYTB/s320/photo-793537.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502268402213467362" /></a></p><br />i have baby ducks in an ornamental birdcage that I swiped from my grandmothers trash pile in my house. The reason, they are murders. They stomped not one, but TWO baby quails!! And then slept on top of the bodies, like a serial killer. It was so gross, nature's rough. So they have been separated. The ducks now live in the dining room, where I can keep a close eye on them. I just can't figure out how they squirted poop inches from the cage onto the table. It's spiteful.<br />In other news, the moringa have sprouted! Now we will weather the end of the world just fine, haha. What this really means is free animal food! And bright orange egg yolks!! I'm so excited! We also filled the raised beds yesterday. We're only missing horse poo and pine bark. The pine bark has been sitting in the front yard for a month, I'm so embarassed to admit that, but what can I do with a baby and a crappy job?? Slowly but surely...E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-36523213388724396722010-07-28T18:31:00.000-07:002010-07-28T19:00:37.546-07:00Ch ch ch ch cherry bounce!!!!How's this for irony? We fancy ourselves quite knowledgable about homesteading. Well... There's this large tree in our front yard, that we've always been unable to identify. I tryed looking online, but couldn't place it. Once a year it produces tiny black berries that we've always assumed were inedible. Then the other day our friend the farm lady came over a we decided to see if she knew. After popping one in her mouth, "ya that's a wild cherry". Really!? They're only about a bit more than a centimeter long and sure enough they have a tiny pit. We were floored. After all this time it turns out we have a 50 foot fruit tree outside our bedroom window and didn't even realize it. And they're just now starting to ripen. I see lots of jam and cherry bounce in our future. Cherry bounce is of course liquor infused with wild cherry and was apparently quite popular with early Americans. Even Martha Washington had her own recipe. How's that for patriotic?E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-34132398980698262412010-07-25T10:28:00.000-07:002010-07-25T10:49:21.608-07:00All goats are mischievous thieves, gate-crashers, and trespassers. Also they possess individual character, intelligence, and capacity for affection which can only be matched by the dog. –David Mackenzie, Farmer in the Western Isles (1954)<br /><br />Hehe, so true! We'll y'all, no goat babies yet. We're still waiting and watching. We both wake up at the butt crack of dawn and scramble to the bathroom window to look, but nothing. So lame. They're still technically early, and they'd be super early if they got knocked up the last day with the buck. there's just no way to tell. I'm so ready to hop out there and deliver some babies. Hopefully my time to shine will come soon. In the meantime, me and the baby keep truckin' trying to keep up with this craziness. <br /><br />Oh yea, and if anyone wants some goat babies let us know! We'll have them for sale at around three months old. And tell us about your homesteading adventures! We'd love to hear from other urban farmers! Or urban farmer lovers :)E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-40953155281024629122010-07-22T07:56:00.001-07:002010-07-23T21:38:18.444-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHjgWfL1dPacUXx8PrBcAw0ZbClNGbDXZHS-RqhTS2VBfY74V53lAY0C-LdlG2SnQHtQrjMG7SSlEckiUSpZwsE6Q8xa5MrqobR4uXj38FqWhQhEf1QprnedckzFb_KrvIQk-i3ug7Awm0/s1600/photo-789046.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHjgWfL1dPacUXx8PrBcAw0ZbClNGbDXZHS-RqhTS2VBfY74V53lAY0C-LdlG2SnQHtQrjMG7SSlEckiUSpZwsE6Q8xa5MrqobR4uXj38FqWhQhEf1QprnedckzFb_KrvIQk-i3ug7Awm0/s320/photo-789046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496744626104120562" /></a></p>isn't this cute!?!? Eggplant Parmesan is on the menu tonight! And the countdown begins. Today is the 146th of 150 days gestation period for juggs and sugar. It could be any time now. Just worried that they're not really pregnant and I'll look like a fool. Wouldnt that be terrible! I'd be so embarassed. If that happens, I'll never mention the goats ever again, like it never happened. But I do have all my supplies in order just incase. Juggy HAS to be pregnant. Her heat cycle stopped all together, so it's either pregnancy or menopause and she's too young for that. And sugar bit just looks fat. We'll see! I'll definately give a detailed account of anything that happens. It could be tomorrow, it could be three weeks from now, who knows.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-56895531168905546952010-07-17T10:24:00.000-07:002010-07-18T05:14:02.764-07:00Subsistence Farming in the first worldWritten by Mr. Farmer<br />That oil 'will' peak isn't a theory, the only question is 'when.'. It's almost hard to overestimate how profound the implications will be. Viewed in this light, attempts at self-sufficiency should take on a unique urgency, gardening in particular. In that vain, I'm going to begin to grow two subsistence crops, cassava and moringa. Both are drought tolerant, grow in poor soil, require little care, and are easily reproduced. Cassava is a rich source of starch, while moringa provides a surprising amount of protein, vitamins, and minerals. They are also a great source of animal fodder. The moringa tree is especially interesting, with a stunning array if uses, which I hope to outline in future poosts. Suffice to say it is the ideal post-peak crop, so much so I would honestly recommend everyone have a few growing in their yard. There's a whole lot more I would like to say but it will have to wait. Stay tuned for future experimentation.<br /><br />Disclaimer by Mrs. Farmer<br />P.S. We are not nutballs who like conspiracy theories. We're just nutballs with livestock in the backyard, haha. Peak oil is just kinda scarry because it's been getting a lot of attention lately. There's no harm in being self sufficient for any reason you choose, farming is always fun!!!!!E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-40554860624735638702010-07-13T06:57:00.000-07:002010-07-13T07:21:24.994-07:00I woke up in a cold sweatThe goats are getting closer to blowing and there is so much to prepare for. They need selenium and vitamin A and D shots at 135 days (this Thursday). And there is so much I need to stock up on. Surgical gloves, antibiotic boluses, iodine, ky, newspaper, udder wipes, a bottle and nipple, molasses, and the list goes on. And that's just for the birth. The kids need all kinds of stuff up to 3 weeks of life, like disbudding, castration, (for males), shots, and so on. I woke up last night and had to google all kinds of stuff for like two hours to calm myself enough to go back to sleep. I feel better prepared this morning though, I just need to organize and start making shopping lists. I got nervous because a goat that has kidded before could potentially have like four babies. So it wouldn't be crazy to think that there will be eight babies, meaning I'll have a herd of 10 goats in the backyard. Oh my god, I'm getting twinges of panic again. Thank goodness I don't have many neighbors. I think I need to cut back on caffeine, after this last cup of coffee, I swear...E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-27512584228025336922010-07-08T08:34:00.000-07:002010-07-08T09:16:16.785-07:00OMG, I caught the rabbitAfter maybe a month with this stupid rabbit on the loose, I finally caught him! It was so random, I was just doing my morning rounds and I look down at my feet and there he is. Just sitting there staring at me like no big deal. I crouched down, and scooped him up. He didn't even move or try to run, it was so crazy. I like rabbit whispered or something. I think he could sense my garden frustration and took pity on me and turned himself in. It was so like he let me catch him. I was not in control, he was. <br /><br />So to celebrate I planted some seeds. After I duck proofed the garden naturally because those MFers are wicked garden killers as well. I finally feel in control of the backyard after weeks of chaos. So we have some heirloom peas and beans in the ground. And the plan for this weekend it making some raised beds for the lot. That's finally coming together after weeks of delays... I was starting to feel like a farming failure.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-83345172444430538762010-07-02T05:32:00.001-07:002010-07-02T05:36:45.825-07:00Kidding positions<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPlMBYmuJQkuTtBOcUh6ie5nkKlvPvyH1iyo9X_n0PXdnYNNH_5yRPnCydOiYu5oBJT_ObGnCaotA0d55AuOwMlbNhoGXHtObwzMSzaPvVENYm9g2jElWNjuX9cRh4h9rIl7AlM9WtfkRW/s1600/photo-777292.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPlMBYmuJQkuTtBOcUh6ie5nkKlvPvyH1iyo9X_n0PXdnYNNH_5yRPnCydOiYu5oBJT_ObGnCaotA0d55AuOwMlbNhoGXHtObwzMSzaPvVENYm9g2jElWNjuX9cRh4h9rIl7AlM9WtfkRW/s320/photo-777292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489285933735279602" /></a></p> <br />This is the page I need to master. And I dont have much time left. I need to start keeping a close eye on them for signs if labor around the 22nd of July.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-52157497296885314812010-07-02T05:23:00.000-07:002010-07-02T05:30:18.319-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3cCxkqawghwXAvsZCjkd8Au7FFnttgGC2QkU4k1ANolz4SgjGh3JwUp4HHKSeFPqARjNJSZB_UL54qiTJrmZYKto1jkcoQMq2dlv1KiQFb7XkproODaXa4df4Idj5ytdjM1yKUBDCD3O/s1600/photo-758209.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3cCxkqawghwXAvsZCjkd8Au7FFnttgGC2QkU4k1ANolz4SgjGh3JwUp4HHKSeFPqARjNJSZB_UL54qiTJrmZYKto1jkcoQMq2dlv1KiQFb7XkproODaXa4df4Idj5ytdjM1yKUBDCD3O/s320/photo-758209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489283708025639970" /></a></p><br />need to know how to deliver goat babies? This book will tell you!!E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-43928436348657486622010-07-02T05:21:00.001-07:002010-07-02T06:11:19.623-07:00The bible<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7XkcGPmzCNWuYC2Oh23JzSFHcwOUZwJSDkrX_CLjmvhhhuJ3SW2D_2ptJHwktKqDur3RSOc9S0STRA7i7vBoYjenzypf31oNk5pHNDE96stVKP2u_8l5xO9N8aS0In-qfn_BDT4UOKggl/s1600/photo-796801.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7XkcGPmzCNWuYC2Oh23JzSFHcwOUZwJSDkrX_CLjmvhhhuJ3SW2D_2ptJHwktKqDur3RSOc9S0STRA7i7vBoYjenzypf31oNk5pHNDE96stVKP2u_8l5xO9N8aS0In-qfn_BDT4UOKggl/s320/photo-796801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489283009033474930" /></a></p><br />want to be the ultimate homesteader? Need to learn how to manage your herd of cattle, sharpen your axe, make some beeswax candles... This book will be your guide! There's even tips on how to save money. And now I finally have my own copy!!! Watch out for more homesteading greatness.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-51836894911802512342010-07-02T05:17:00.000-07:002010-07-02T05:58:22.596-07:00The first canning of the season<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxGpVV5oPOvcqLLcBX_UBRJ05OtS27xqRqHW8uIGAMRUznY0FlhgAVWahSxIkFB6t0BZc_RaaDzNS7JSvx17SU0USrr9Z8TFkYgAb33a4PBCxMwsp5nlNg8PGl-y2yMVFDT0aB7ym4SCa/s1600/photo-785257.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxGpVV5oPOvcqLLcBX_UBRJ05OtS27xqRqHW8uIGAMRUznY0FlhgAVWahSxIkFB6t0BZc_RaaDzNS7JSvx17SU0USrr9Z8TFkYgAb33a4PBCxMwsp5nlNg8PGl-y2yMVFDT0aB7ym4SCa/s320/photo-785257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489282104767258146" /></a></p><br />blueberry jam! The recipe was easy, blueberries and lots of sugar. My brother said I needed more blueberries in my sugar jam. And my 9 year old sister said, "I won't say anything about it because I can't say anything nice" and after I strangled her I reformulated the recipe. so for the next batch I cut the amount of sugar. 9 cups berries to 6 cups sugar instead of equal parts berry to sugar. I didn't have any complaints after that.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-61020361845168521902010-06-24T12:11:00.001-07:002010-06-24T12:37:19.164-07:00Baby rabbit runt<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUYfe9XOf8rx5LOZO94Qn1oxSkyhsOTwVBA9hO2c43Sot4yFlkol0KkntotGKSmTaL-jrRVZ430z7UVxa_aO9-zWfQncAdm5I9eUB_qPNjsySgez8k2If09nJKCWZarmSd2meW-beGiqT/s1600/photo-717660.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUYfe9XOf8rx5LOZO94Qn1oxSkyhsOTwVBA9hO2c43Sot4yFlkol0KkntotGKSmTaL-jrRVZ430z7UVxa_aO9-zWfQncAdm5I9eUB_qPNjsySgez8k2If09nJKCWZarmSd2meW-beGiqT/s320/photo-717660.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486420080100548466" /></a></p><br />here are some updated animal pictures. Look how chunky the goats are! Their due date starts July 22nd. That's the 146th day from the first time they met the buck. Hopefully they are pregnant, not just fat, haha.E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525413686960736740.post-52290461946075159392010-06-24T12:09:00.001-07:002010-08-17T21:04:35.287-07:00White baby<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeg-xNWehRdf9Rm37MNN8yw-DuILUa1rbunIT1l5efi5SAjt7-fOxJeiglZgxzPRNRH2DJGer3-3b7eWkJPlPcNV5lT2Fpmsrfvsgsd2gcMaqZi5MqsJ8vV3V0Sz5233aq4h1AqZz44q-/s1600/photo-766232.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeg-xNWehRdf9Rm37MNN8yw-DuILUa1rbunIT1l5efi5SAjt7-fOxJeiglZgxzPRNRH2DJGer3-3b7eWkJPlPcNV5lT2Fpmsrfvsgsd2gcMaqZi5MqsJ8vV3V0Sz5233aq4h1AqZz44q-/s320/photo-766232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486419426228926370" /></a></p>E5 Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04319816742193473586noreply@blogger.com0