Today we went to Rose's and stocked up on fresh milk (two gallons) and eggs (four dozen). I got three eggs today from our birds, two blues and a green. Looks like one of the gold hens is over her molt.
I'm slurping warm tapioca pudding now. Yes, it's bland, but very pleasant.
It's a mighty good feeling to have a full larder as winter closes in.
We moved the little birds outside, into a little heated kennel in the chicken house. The plan is to turn them loose in there in a day or so, after the big guineas have gotten used to them. Poor unlucky little winter babies.
|7 weeks old – big enough to move outside|
|Big stinky birds|
|Here they are 7 weeks ago.|
I pitched a bunch of firewood from the tarped pile to the porch, and stacked it there.
It's warm inside. I wonder what's for dinner.