Four new legs in Illinois

A new family member has joined Sarah and her family in Illinois. And he’s just about the cutest–I said just about, Baxter, don’t worry.

In my last post I left you hanging with the announcement that we had someone new joining our family. I am proud to introduce Blitz!

Last year I introduced my sweet Treu, but what I have not really wanted to write about was that in January of this year he got really sick.

He fought pneumonia for a while and then he quit eating and then quit drinking anything. It was at that point that the vet felt we were fighting something much more severe, most likely cancer.

Treu was 2 months short of his 13th birthday and I could not justify putting him through any invasive diagnostics or treatments. So I made the heartbreaking decision to put him to sleep. It was by far the hardest decision that I have ever had to make.

I went through all spring and summer working in the yard and garden without my sidekick.

I needed some time to grieve for him, but it was really hard not to have a dog at my side. (I should note that we still have Steve’s Lab, Brody. We have not been completely without a dog. But Brody is very clearly Steve’s dog and I have been missing having “my” dog.)

Late this summer a friend who knows my love of German Shepherd dogs told me that he knew of a litter to be born late in August. It took me a little time to decide if I was ready or not, and finally I decided that this little monster needed to join our family.

It has been 13 years since I have had a puppy. I had forgotten a few things, but they came rushing back:

1. Puppies sleep a lot. They have times of intense energy and play and then they crash…HARD.

2. Puppies don’t sleep of long periods of time. They want to play tug at 2am. And again at 4am.

3. No matter how many toys you buy for them, no matter what size, color, shape, no matter if they make noises or do not, puppies will chew on things that they are not supposed to.

4. You will have to clean up a lot of bathroom messes. It never fails, the moment you bring a puppy inside from going to the bathroom; he will pee right in the middle of the floor.

But, the puppy breath, the cuddles, the fun from teaching him a new trick, offsets all of the bad stuff. He won’t be a puppy forever so I am going to focus on all of the fun that we plan to have.

And all of the chickens that we have to chase.

Awww. I loooove that photo at #4. It’s totally an “I’m sorry” look. You both look so happy. It’s so nice to meet you, Blitz!

Growing sunflower seeds

It’s been neat to watch the sunflowers go through their various stages of growth.

More than a month ago you saw the cheery blossoms.

A couple of weeks ago, the seeds started to come in. The spiky flowers in the centre of the blossom dropped off to reveal the tightly packed seeds.

Sunflower seeds

Sunflower seeds

It was about this time that the local wildlife seemed to discover the sunflowers.

I had hoped to get another photo this week, but the flowers have been nearly picked clean. Most of the seeds have been consumed.

The biggest culprits are the blue jays. Any time I walk past the garden, at least six jays erupt from the sunflower patch. We’ve also spotted chipmunks and squirrels.

So it appears that we may be buying bird seed again this year.

 

Happy fall from Illinois

Lots is happening in Illinois this fall. Sarah is here today with a whole bunch of updates–and some very exciting news.

Happy fall! I thought this week I would give you a review of what has been going on around here and a little sneak peek of what we are preparing for.

Harvest is in full swing here. Steve has been working long hours every day in the combine. It seems like every field on my drive to and from work is either already harvested or has farmers in it working hard.

The view from our house is opening up since we have fields on all four sides. But I have to admit; with or without crops our view isn’t too bad.

The chickens are doing great. They have become very comfortable here.

Maybe just a little too comfortable.

I can pretty much count on getting two eggs a day from them.

From everything I have read, four chickens should average about three eggs a day. So I think they still have some room from improvement. We have been catching grasshoppers from the fields for them and they have learned who brings them the treats. They follow us around the yard all of the time.

One project that we are currently working on is building a garage inside of our pole barn. I have decided to do one large recap of that when we finish, but here is a hint of what we have been working on including pouring a concrete slab for the floor.

And finally, if you follow me on Instagram you already know the most exciting news: we are adding four legs to our family. I will give him a formal introduction once he joins us, but here is my first picture with him on the day I picked him from the litter.

Our house is about to get a whole lot busier.

What does fall look like at your house? What crops grow in your area? Any suggestions on introducing the new puppy to the chickens?

Aaah! That is very exciting, Sarah. New chickens and new puppy all in one year. You’re more ambitious than me. As cute as that fluff ball is, I think I’m most jealous of your fresh eggs and your new garage.

Dragonfly

Dragonfly

I’ve come to associate dragonflies with the farm.

I loved examining this specimen that I found yesterday.

Dragonfly

I just wish I’d been able to see him flying around the farm.

Do you associate any animal, bird or insect with your home?

Making Monarchs and memories

Our days here at the farm start early. In the darkness on Wednesday morning, Matt noticed that the chrysalis for both of our Monarch caterpillars had turned black. In actual fact, they had turned clear. However, they look black because the black wings of the butterfly inside are showing through.

Monarch chrysalis about to hatch

We figured that later that day, we’d be proud parents.

I took Baxter for our morning walk and Matt left for work.

About 45 minutes later I was back in the kitchen making my breakfast. I turned around, and there was a butterfly in the bowl on the island.

Holy moly, EdWING actually had wings!

Newly hatched Monarch butterfly

I went a little bananas. I took lots of birth photos. I messaged Matt. I tweeted and instagrammed the official birth announcement.

I was officially late for work.

Eventually though, I had to leave. That mean EdWING had to go outside.  I’ve been referencing Karen’s “how to raise a Monarch butterfly” series a lot as we progressed with our caterpillars. A quick check of her site said that Ed would hang around and rest for about 2-3 hours and then he’d be ready to fly. Well, that would be when Matt and I were very much still at work. I couldn’t rely on Baxter to send his new brother out into the world, so Ed had to finish his resting outside on his own.

I found the most sheltered area I could and hid Ed under some leaves so that he hopefully didn’t turn into breakfast for a hungry bird.

Monarch butterfly

Last I saw of him he was gently opening and closing his wings. So, so beautiful.

Monarch butterfly

Kevin no-longer-a-CATERPillar hatched a little while later. Matt came home to a restless butterfly in a bowl.

Monarch butterfly in a glass bowl

He took him outside, and Kevin flew away.

Two Monarch butterflies. Out into the world. So, so amazing. We’ve made lots of memories since moving to the farm, and this is definitely another special one.

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Monarch caterpillar update

Monarch butterfly chrysalis

Our Monarch caterpillars are no more.

But do not despair.

Because we are a big step closer to having Monarch butterflies.

We have two chrysalis.

Monarch butterfly chrysalis

Over the past week, EdWING Encarnacion and Kevin CATERPillar grew a lot. They decimated their daily milkweed rations.

Monarch butterfly caterpillars

Towards the end of the week they started to wander, looking for a spot to hang their chrysalis.

Monarch butterfly caterpillar

Eventually, Ed settled in. But something went wrong. He fell off the screen that covered the bowl. We found him curled in his J lying on a leaf.

We could see the webbing that he’d used to anchor himself to the screen hanging off his tail end, so we wrapped that over a stick and taped it in place careful not to touch him with the tape. It seemed to work, because a few hours later he had transformed into a chrysalis, and Kevin had climbed up onto the stick too.

Monarch butterfly chrysalis

By the next day, we had two chrysalis hanging from the stick. The black speck at the top of Ed’s chrysalis is actually his outer caterpillar skin. The chrysalis is inside the caterpillar, and he sheds his outer skin as he transforms.

Monarch butterfly chrysalis

It has been so, so cool to go through this process with our caterpillars. I can’t wait to see what happens next.

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Raising Monarch caterpillars

We added two new members to our family last week.

Meet Kevin CATERPillar and EdWING Encarnacion.

(I advocated for Troy TuloWINGSki, but it was deemed too hard to pronounce. For anyone who needs an explanation of their names, refer to the Toronto Blue Jays roster).

Monarch caterpillars eating milkweed leaves

These are little Monarch caterpillars that I found walking our fields. They started very small–just a few millimetres long. With fresh milkweed every day, they’ve been packing on the weight and the length.

Since I found them as caterpillars, I have no idea how old they are. According to Karen at the Art of Doing Stuff who did a series on raising monarch butterflies, Kev and Ed will spend 10-14 days at the caterpillar stage.

So far, I’m loving seeing how much they grow every day. I’m really excited about seeing the chrysalis stage.

I’m also excited to see their namesakes live this week. Matt and I are heading to the Jays game on Thursday. Kevin CATERPillar and EdWING Encarnacion will be staying home.

Have you ever raised a Monarch butterfly? Who else is a Jays fan? What Jay/Monarch names can you come up with?

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Chicken update from Illinois

Sarah in Illinois has made it through her second week of raising chickens. She’s back today to report on what she’s learned and how things are going. See her first post introducing her flock.

So far things with the chickens couldn’t be any easier. Each morning I open the coop, make sure they have water and some food. Each night they return to their coop about 7:30, and I close it back up. That’s it. They are not laying eggs yet. They should be old enough in the next couple weeks so I look for eggs every day just in case.

I will give you a quick tour. We made a coop inside one of our barns.

I have access with both a full door and a lid to lift off of the nesting boxes.

The chickens have a roost with plenty of ventilation. I do plan, however, to add another roost up a little higher.

They have access outside to the pen that was for Treu. I knew from the beginning that they would easily be able to fly over the fence, since there is no top to it. I was just hoping that with all the room and shelter under the trees that they would just prefer to stay inside.

Have you ever seen chickens laugh at you? I am pretty sure I have.

Here they are very clearly not inside the pen!

And the funny thing is, once they get out they don’t always remember how to get back in.

I mentioned in my last post that Toothless may be an issue. And she has been. I don’t think she has any intentions of hurting the chickens. She just thinks of them as her own personal toys. She loves to run right up into them when they are huddled together and just watch them go flapping and squawking away.

Here she is sneaking up on them, you can see one of the chickens has hopped the fence to get away from her.

It was funny the first time, but it is not something I want to encourage and I can tell the chickens are nervous when she comes around.

One night I went to close the coop, and I only counted 3 chickens. I quickly ran outside to see where the fourth one could be. Toothless had her cornered in the bean field.

I knew at that point I had to do something quickly.

I now have a squirt bottle of plain water that I keep out at the pen. Any time I see Toothless lurking around I give her a quick squirt of water and she goes running. Obviously I can’t sit out there all day and keep watch so I am hoping she gets the hint quickly.

Otherwise, I am just enjoying them. I go out to their pen every day after work and watch them peck the ground. I have given them tomatoes and cucumbers from the garden and I love to watch them chase each other and play keep-away.

So far they haven’t found our garden. They can’t see it from the pen. I am hoping it stays that way. I don’t want them to have their own private buffet. But as I mentioned above, have you ever seen a chicken laugh at you?

Anyone else new to raising chickens? Have any advice on getting Toothless to behave? Any predictions on when I will get my first egg?

It sounds like your girls are doing well, Sarah. With our chickens and ducks when I was growing up, my Dad put a mesh roof on our run. Treu’s run looks pretty big, but a covering of some kind would help keep the chickens in and Toothless out. We also put straw in the nesting boxes, even when we had shavings in the coop itself. I’m not sure if that makes a difference for encouraging them to lay or not.

Robin at the birdbath

I spy with my little eye a robin having a bath.

Robin in a birdbath

No, I’m not a creepy voyeur. I am geekily excited, though.

If you’ve been around here for any length of time, you know that watching the birds at our feeder is one of my favourite winter past times. The bird feeder has been tucked in the driveshed since spring, so I’ve been missing out on my bird watching.

Robin in a birdbath

Last year for my birthday, Matt had a new top made for our birdbath.

When we put away the birdfeeder, we brought out the birdbath. But no one has seemed interested in taking the plunge. In fact, the one day I saw birds bathing in the puddles on the driveway instead of the birdbath. Snobs.

But last week I finally spotted a fastidious robin having a bath. And over the weekend I captured photographic evidence that at least one bird likes my birdbath.

Robin in a birdbath

(Shout out to my MIL for my new camera that has a decent zoom that lets me get pictures like this without frightening bathing beauty.)

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Chickens in Illinois

Exciting news from Sarah in Illinois. The new additions that she’s been working for all season have arrived!

Last weekend was very busy for me, so I am going to let pictures so most of the work for this post.

They’re here:

Chickens eating a tomato

Chickens

I haven’t had much time to spend with them but I have already determined a couple personalities. I keep saying that I am not going to name them, but I am sure it will eventually happen.

This one is the boss. She is the leader and the noisiest. She is the first one to make noise as I walk up.

Bossy chicken

This one is shy. She is the last one to approach me, the last one to come out of the coop, the last one to try the new piece of food I give them.

Shy chicken

This one is the tallest and always has her neck up high and reminds me of a lookout for organized crime.

Young brown chicken

I haven’t determined what personality this last one has.

Chicken from the front

I still have a lot to learn, but as I write this, I have kept them alive about 32 hours! So I consider that a win.

I have two outdoor cats and I have been very concerned how they would react to them. One really couldn’t care less about them. The other:

Cat walking amongst the chickens

Black cat in the grass

I guess time will tell.

This is so exciting, Sarah! Have you had any eggs yet? What kinds of chickens are they? I think I see a Plymouth Rock and a Rhode Island Red? Shy and Lookout look different from the breeds I’m familiar with. Good luck with kitty. Hopefully it’s just a case of curiosity.

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