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Professional hermit. Gardener, poultry wrangler, mushroom hunter. Off grid tiny house dweller. Sometimes I make art πŸ„πŸŒ»πŸŒΏ
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Not even a week into May and it's 30 friggen degrees My plan for today was supposed to be prepping garden beds for my cold weather crops, and I can't because it's too hot.

Some great news, the phone company just knocked on our door to let us know they may need to drop a few trees on our property because they're installing fiber down our road. So uh, fuck Starlink.

Operation Broody Relocation was a success. Hopefully we'll have some baby turkeys in 28 days!

Good: * Poilievre isn't Prime Minister. * Poilevre lost his own seat. Bad: * Everything has shifted substantially rightward. * 40% of popular vote and +20 seats for Cons. * Basically a two-party parliament of centre right and far right. * Left leaning parties wiped out.

Oh thank fuck

One of my girls laid the tiniest fairy egg I've ever gotten, and I dropped it after taking this picture 😭

Today's weather had me wishing I had hit up the advance polls, but I made it out despite the thunder and flooding. Crazy amount of rain today, my yard is now lakefront property. Anyway, good luck Canada.

Seedlings~

The snow has finally melted (for the most part) and the sun is shining, beautiful day to get out in the garden! Cleaned out the greenhouse, pruned the roses, and pulled the mulch off the garlic. They'll look less sickly after a few days exposed to sunlight.

Cranberry is big mad. I've never seen any of the girls strut before but she seemed irritated when Butterscotch started courting another woman. It’s not easy being a sister wife.

I have a broody hen and fertile turkey eggs, I wonder if Pumpkin's up for raising some weird, gangly babies.

Sorry to get political but I think we should pay people to check for poop in our food

Pruned the apple and pear trees with Cranberry's assistance.

The little kid chickens love to eat with uncle Ichigo. He never fusses at them like he does the adult chickens, and the adult chickens don't mess with the turkeys so the kids can eat without being bossed around. Peace and love on planet earth

Not celebrating anything today but I'm looking forward to a nice Sunday roast dinner. Venison roast from the deer we harvested (with our car) last year, and Chris made a rub for it using homegrown herbs and some mushrooms we foraged from our property.

Week old bbs. All piled together while chicken dad cleans their brooder.

I wonder how difficult it would be to convince Chris that we should get some geese. We have a ton of unfinished projects, why not add building a goose house to the list?

I still can't get over how friendly these guys are. The second I reach in they all flock right to my hands.

chickums

So eepy. I usually do this to socialize my chicks but these guys are as friendly as they come. None of them have a skittish bone in their bodies.

Woke up next to this lmao

I love the poof on this olive egger's face. I don't know her breed make up but she must be part legbar. Can't wait to see what kind of hairstyle she grows into adulthood.

Woke up in the middle of the night because one of the chicks was crying. It had jumped on top of the brooder plate and was upset because it was all alone. I love these sweet, dumb babies.

Fuzzballs

Since I'm down to only two eggs in the incubator, which should be hatching in the next day or two, I went and picked up a few more chicks. Olive and Patchouli are very excited about their new roommates.