Wet Chick, Dry Chick

Wet chicks mean we got some much needed rain here in Maydelle, the silkies however don’t fare so well….. I love my silkie, wet or dry! And we are SO thankful for the much needed rain! Happy Friday everyone!

Oh look, a Turkey!

About 4 years ago we had some turkeys show up. They roost in the big oak trees in our front yard and have recently taken up with the chickens each evening for a dinner of corn, sunflower seeds, milo and oats. They come when I call, making a mad dash to beat each other to…

I was just gonna pull up one….

I went into the yard to pick up a stick. Then I saw this…. I thought, well I’ll just snatch that one up real quick and be on my way. An hour later I have this….. Pulling weeds is kinda like eating chips, you can’t stop at just one. Now I gotta go pick up that stick…..

Fishing vs Catching

I am an avid fisher, nothing is better on a balmy afternoon than floating along the river near our home admiring the Spanish moss, giant oak trees and listening for the splash of a turtle rolling off a log…. Unfortunately for me I am ONLY good at fishing. I rarely catch anything. I have tried…

Wicked Chickens Lay Deviled Eggs…….

So wicked chickens don’t REALLY lay deviled eggs, rather their wrath personifies itself in the form of spurring, wild running, aggressive pecking, 4:00 a.m. crowing sessions….among other things. But my blog is not just about those moments of fowl folly. It is about life in the country, life as a homeschooler, life as a baker, life…