At 8-plus weeks, the Guineas are fully feathered and developing those flabby, weird skin features around their heads, like turkeys. Aside from their polka dots, they’re not the prettiest creatures, but we’re pretty fond of them and their general mania,…
As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, the frogs made a reappearance in our pond yesterday. The first time we visited the farm last summer, there had been a frog sunning itself on a lilly pad in the pollywog-filled pond, putting…
The unseasonably warm weather today (it was around 85F this afternoon) brought about a lot of activity – birds were singing like crazy, frogs appeared in our pond, mosquitoes came out, and our daffodils finally started to bloom. There are…
Our water comes from a well, tapped into the Housatonic watershed, and is wonderfully crisp and cool. However, it is hard, so we have to run it through a water softener to keep it from eventually clogging our pipes with…
When we first signed the contract to get our house we knew we would finally have to enter the world of car ownership. Neither of us have ever owned a car, and had been renting Zip cars on a weekly…
At some point in the midst of his last evening walk about, the white dog managed to slice open the central pad of one of his front paws on some unknown object. It looked painful and was bleeding quite a…
True to their adolescence, the guineas are going through a bit of an awkward period. With their half-naked heads and scraggly neck ruffles, they remind me of Skeksis, the creepy villains of Jim Henson’s movie The Dark Crystal. Interspersed with…
Monday, Tuilelaith (aka: Lou, aka: Chuckle Butt) returned home to Brooklyn with her dad, Brandan. To make sure that we sent her off right, we lavished her with lots of belly rubs and treats over the weekend. We think she’ll…
This weekend, the water persistently flowing through our basement from the Spring runoff forced us to truck our guinea fowl, about two weeks earlier than we had planned, out to their coop in the barn. To keep them warm…