I am sitting here with a cat on my lap writing this blog post secure in the knowledge that our little place is a s ready for the coming snow as we can reasonably be. Yes, I would love to have all the leaves raked up, shredded and spread in the chicken run. And it would be great if the poplar tree was not hanging over my garden, cantilevered out 15 feet in the air on the root ball of a large walnut tree. But the goats have new hay and straw put away in their hay hut, fresh straw bedding in their house, and new clover hay in their manager. The turkeys have a place to get out of the wind and snow and the chicken coop is snug as well. There is a wagon load of firewood on the patio and lots of kindling by the wood stove.
All the plants I brought from the old house are now in the ground. The last seven Rose of Sharon shrubs were planted by the stream this morning. And I didn't find one rock, stone, or pebble while digging the holes. I even did a few test digs in the area I want to turn into my raspberry patch and that was pretty nice digging as well. The soil here continues to amaze me.
I found a butcher for my five old laying hens who've been busily cleaning up the garden at the old house. They are nearly three years old and have pretty much reached the end of their productive lives. They will make great stewing hens since they have only ever eaten organic feed and garden plants and produce. He even butchers turkeys so one of our males will go along for the ride. Last Tuesday night two of our tom turkeys must have gotten into a fight. One of the toms was not doing well with multiple gashes around his face and neck. Maddy butchered him, with the help of a friend, on Wednesday and he now resides in the freezer. The other two tom turkeys had to be separated when they started fighting. Never thought I would have to break up a fight between two turkeys! The most dominant turkey also had to be separated from the chickens since one chicken was relentlessly pecking at his back side and he was starting to bleed. He is fine now and enjoying having his ladies to himself.