The Birds
Photo credit: anonymous
A flock/swarm of Rough Swallows has descended upon the farm and prairie to the south. In the mornings on the way to the prairie preserve they are thick, flying low over the soybeans, playing "chicken" with me and happy. They seem playful as they dip close to my head and to each other. Like a game for them- who can get closest to the human.
Our "new" chickens are so cool- a grab bag of about 20 different heritage breed chickens. All colors, shapes, feather types. They're getting big enough to start cock-a-doodle-do at sun up-- 6:08 am. These chickens haven't graduated to the coop in the barn-- so they are still milling around the house. It's nice to hear them clucking and quacking outside the windows.
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Now you're making me hungry! I applaud your delusions! I did a test one year on muskmelons ... planted 5 or 6 varieties. I did find the one that I thought was the sweetest, most flavorful, yummiest ... but, guess what! I have now forgotten what it was! But you will be keeping better records than I did. Hope your flu is past!
Posted by: Carolyn McDonald | September 30, 2009 9:23 AM
Oh Yes,
The delusion of taste tests among the 35 varieties of heirloom tomatoes. The delusion of "varietal trials" so that I can tell which varieties of tomatoes grow best in our soils/climate. The delusion of selling lovely tomatoes at the farmers market. The delusion of dozens of canned jars of italian sauces.
The delusions...
Posted by: Kathy | September 28, 2009 4:19 PM
Dillusions of grandeur??? I have them sometimes, too!
Posted by: Carolyn McDonald | September 28, 2009 4:07 PM
Oh yes... peaceful until you see the number of tomatoes on the vine waiting to be picked, processed and canned...
Will someone please explain WHY we planted and tended 135 tomato plants?
Posted by: Kathy | September 28, 2009 3:59 PM
Thank you. Just reading about life out of the city makes my breathing slow down and I feel much more peaceful! Ahhhhh....
Posted by: Ahna | September 28, 2009 2:46 PM