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State of the Artist

I've been conspicuous in absence the past couple weeks, between working on things on the Ranch and working at Hospital. Though I did take an extra day off last week from Hospital that was to provide time for Herself to go to a food management class for certification. With that certificate, she will be able to use a Certified Kitchen without one of the owners/employees being present. With that certificate, a large door opens for things to do with our Ranch produce to be taken to Market.

Meanwhile, I did get prints back from the lab, which need to be matted and framed before Thursday. Thursday afternoon I am off to Necronomicon and the 'opening' of my Fall Art Season. I've one day to work at Hospital this week, so Wednesday will be busy with framing two to three pieces, then packing them up to hit the road. There isn't anything but one piece in this year which is brand new, and that because time seems to be claimed by other things, primarily Ranch things, deemed more critical.

Ah well.

Meanwhile, it is (I did mention those Ranch things, right) almost time to head out with Houdini to make Evening Rounds here on the Ranch.

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Oct. 16th, 2013 12:06 am (UTC)
I've been thinking of the appellation you give your chickens more and more of late.

we have acquired a mini flock (5 individuals) of "Dirty Yard Birds" a couple of weeks ago, and now I understand very well why you call them that.

My two dogs get very excited when they realise that I am heading for the Chook Mahal, but they are not allowed beyond the gate since the area around the coop is designated as Herself's vegetable garden.

Ideally my lovely lady would like to live on a property with enough room for small herd of goats, a larger flock of chickens and some ducks. I'm a tad resistant to the idea because of the time required to do all the looking after of said animals, which inevitably seems to fall to me.

Meantime our five lovely ladies (Gladys, Enid, Edith, Joyce and Priscilla) are laying more eggs than we can cope with. Heavens only know what would happen if we had more. :-)
Oct. 16th, 2013 10:51 am (UTC)
Being the avowed (and hopefully honest) Aussie-Stalker that I am...

Well, that's not totally the case. Growing up with family on both sides of the US-Canadian border, it took me quite a while to figure out these are two separate countries. And my 'ear' (as it were) learned to respond to different 'accents' and word usages. So, learning about Chooks, that term creeps into usage as well regarding the Dirty Yard Birds.

Yet it remains, if one allows ones Chooks to free-range, one will be stepping in it. Yes. The not-so-wee holes which appear where sand baths are prime. Soil scraped up onto walkways because that happened to be where live noms waited. Yes.

On the other hand, they are entertaining. Woe betide the grasshopper that strays into the House Yard. Chook Football! More like rugby I suppose than football, and by football I mean what most Yanks call soccer. Except of course the 'ball' is actively trying to escape.

You mention the eggs. Sounds about right with five hens for a small family. We started off with the extra odd dozen or two going to folks we knew at work and such for a pittance. Perhaps not quite a pittance, yet certainly no competition for local groceries or supermarkets. Even now, selling eggs at Farmers Market doesn't quite pay the Chooks Feed Bill, though it does help defray it significantly.
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