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Saturday, September 30, 2006

Nine



Nine years.

The middle child.

Drew a picture of herself and Rafe in the "Things That Are Hard" column of her school worksheet.

Wrote Outside Chores under "Things That Are Easy", and Inside Chores under "Things That Are Hard".

Calls me out when I'm being neurotic...and is usually right

Mostly a Daddy's girl.

Recently gave up dance after 5 years of lessons, to take horseback riding lessons instead. And is loving every minute of it.

Has been trying to figure out where we would fit a horse on this farm.

Has had the same best friend (Julia) since the first grade.

Wants to be an artist when she grows up. (Though Mom thinks she ought to be a lawyer, what with her amazing skills at making a case, i.e. arguing)

Smart. Sassy. Helps make our lives complete.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Update!

Edited to add: Please contact us for pricing info.

Just wanted to give an update on what we have available from the farm. If you'd like to place an order, or just ask a question, contact us at

themillers92 (at) osage (dot) net

Beef
We have a couple quarters still available for October 30th, a couple quarters for January, and all the beef you can eat still available for mid and late November. We can also take orders for smaller "beef bundles".

Chicken
Chickens will be available at the end of next week. As the saying goes, don't count your chickens before they hatch - or before they're butchered. But at this point I expect to have 20 to 25 extra's available for sale. We had lots of pre-orders for chicken this year, which was awesome! I ended up raising an extra 25 birds to be sure my death loss was covered.

Pork
This year's pork was sold out quite a while ago, but I have started the list for next year. Unfortunately, with the losses we suffered out of this latest litter, we'll have less than half the pork available in March that we usually do. So if you think you're going to want March pork, it will be best to get your order in as soon as possible. We will sell out quickly!

This time next year, however, we should have plenty of pork available. That will be the first batch out of our new gilts and boar. Everyone that's come out and looked at them seems to think we've got some high quality breeding stock, and that the Chester White/Berkshire cross is going to make for some mighty fine eating. I will also take pre-orders for this September '07 pork.

Busy week here, as I prepare to travel to Chicago tomorrow for work. Since I work at home, I only get to see the people I work with about once a year so it's something to look forward to.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

A day at the auction


Silage wagon


Silage bunk feeder

This year's drought cut our hay yields drastically. So Matt's going to purchase corn silage from my dad's cousin to feed to the cows and bull. But we had to have something to haul, store, and feed it in. So a trip to the monthly Gilbert's Sale Yard yielded these buys. Hopefully they will pay for themselves in short order with the savings in feed costs.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006



They certainly don't look like the type of girls that would rip the head off a baby pig, do they?

(The gilts, I mean, not those innocent-looking chickens.)

Oh well, I still love them.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Happy Birthday!

Today two of my favorite people share a birthday!

My dad...

Photobooth, 1974?


Me & my dad, I think 1972

...and Ann, my best friend from college

Me & Ann, spring 1990.

Happy Birthday, Dad and Ann! Love you guys!

Monday, September 18, 2006

Happy little tomato



This happy little tomato is now a happy quart jar of spaghetti sauce.

Frost possible for tomorrow night, going to have to dig out all the spare bedsheets and cover the tomatoes that remain in the garden. And bring in the eggplant. And peppers. And melons. Supposedly sweet potatoes should be harvested before frost kills the vines, but we didn't do that last year and they were okay. Drying beans should be okay.

I foresee a lot of food preservation coming this week.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Just for Uncle Rick



Matt played football. His brother Rick played football. Rick's older boys Adam & Andrew played/play football. Both Matt & Rick were kickers, amongst a lot of other things. (The beauty of playing small town sports - you get to play both offense and defense!)

It seems like all of a sudden Rafe is extremely interested in sports. Basketball, soccer, football, baseball, wrestling. In the course of the day he plays a little bit of each of them. He'll start actual team soccer this week, and this winter he'll be able to do the wrestling club's clinic. Right now he's running around the living room in his underwear and a cape, playing some kind of ultimate fighting/football game he's made up.

Matt bought him a football tee yesterday, so I had to post these pics for Uncle Rick. Rafe may end up following in his dad's and uncle's footsteps. Except that he seems to be a lefty.



Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Another one bites the dust

Even though the sun has returned, it's like some stubborn little black raincloud insists on hanging right over our farm.

We lost another piglet today.

Apparently he got out of his pen and into the JLo's pen. They killed him and ate his head off.

And then there were four.

It's downright depressing.

So let's end on a happier note and show pictures of some things that haven't died yet. Mrs. Duck's 3 little ducklings! About a week after she hatched out a couple of Chuck's, she hatched out 5 ducklings. Not sure what happend to the other 2.



It's hard to get a good picture of them because they're always trying to run away from me. One is mostly yellow, and the other two are brown and yellow. They make me smile every time I see them waddling around out there!

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Piglet ER

As I mentioned yesterday, Sara stepped on one of her piglets and left a gaping open wound on its shoulder. We're so lucky to have my brother, who not only works for our vet but also has much more hog experience than we do and farrows many, many more litters than our 2 (soon to be 6!) per year.


This little girl took getting stitches much better than Rafe did.


She's a cute little thing! We don't normally name our butcher pigs, because they all look alike. But this one, if she has a recognizable scar after the stitches come out, will probably have to be "Lilo".


Fatman didn't think she was that cute.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Blech

Some years I'm so ready for the end of summer, ready for nothing to pull me outdoors anymore, no more lawn mowing or flower weeding or garden harvesting. Time to curl up under a warm blanket with a good book. Nest.

This year, however, isn't one of those years. And the cold, rainy, gray weather of the past few days has just left me feeling blech.

Winston went off to the hog buyer today. The butcher hogs went off to the locker. The garden has that end-of-the-summer look about it.

Sara farrowed 7 piglets on Saturday. She layed on one, and stepped on another leaving a rather large gash on its shoulder. Thank goodness for my brother, who came and stitched it up and administered tetanus toxoid and antibiotics. Now, since we market our meat as "natural", we'll have to mark that piglet so we know its had antibiotics and don't sell it. It's doing fine but last night Sara layed on another one, so we're down to 5 piglets. There goes our revenue stream for next March.

So we'll be culling Sara after the piglets are weaned. Besides her apparent loss of mothering instincts, it would be difficult to integrate her with the 3 new gilts without a lot of fighting.

And of course today being the day it is.

I think maybe I'm just grieving.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Our Chicken Setup: A Novel

Karl asked for a picture of our chicken setup. Karl, your wish is my command!





Karl did maybe not ask for the novel which follows, but unfortunately for him (and you) here it is anyway.

We bought the little insulated hog house on skids for our portable pasture chicken house. It measures somewhere around 7 x 11. In the past, when we're done with broiler chickens for the year, we pull it back up to the barnyard and use it as winter housing for our sow and boar. Once it's time to farrow we kick the boar out, make a temporary creep inside with a heat lamp, and the piglets are born in there. It's a nice little multi-purpose building. Now that we have the the JLo's we won't be able to do that anymore. I think we paid around $200 for it.

The shed is surrounded by electric poultry netting, I think about 150' of it. This is the 6th batch of birds we've used it on, but I don't remember what we paid for it. This hooks into one of the 2 electric strands that runs the perimeter of our 10 acres of pasture. The only predator problem we've experienced so far, out of about 615 birds, is that on 2 occasions we've lost one to an owl. If you live in an area with a lot of "overhead" type predators, this might be more of a problem for you. Our neighbor told us he was out for a walk and saw 2 dogs running through our pasture. They ran up to that electric netting, touched a nose to it, yelped and ran away. And there was a steer that jumped the fence once but he was after the chicken feed, not the chickens.

We keep a metal garbage can inside the pen to store the feed. The lid is held on with a bungee cord. The water tank sits in the manure spreader and we run a garden hose from it to fill the waters, just a gravity flow setup. When the water is gone Matt pulls the spreader and all up to the house, fills it, and brings it back. The water tank was cheap, if not free.

The only thing missing from this picture is the tarp we usually set up. It attaches to the long side of the building, zip tied into fence staples set into the wood. The other side is zip tied to a piece of metal conduit bent into a 3-sided rectangle (if that makes any sense at all). The conduit is secured with tent stakes and string, providing the tension to hold the tarp up off the ground. On hot days we shut the birds out of the building, and the tarp provides shade while allowing fresh air and circulation they wouldn't get inside the shed.

How often we move the whole setup depends on the condition of the grass. When the birds are little, we can go about 10 days. When they get bigger, or if we have a lot of rain, we have to move more like once a week. But by now we have the routine down, the family works as a team and it's done in under an hour. We just take the fence down, drag it over to the next patch of grass, let the birds meander about until we're ready, then herd them over to the new area and set the fence up around them.

One of the problems we've had is that they have to be taught to go inside the shed at night. I wasn't vigilant about that this time, and last week we lost 5 broilers and poor little Chuck in a heavy overnight rain. If it's daylight when it starts to rain they'll seek shelter inside the shed, but when they're already bedded down for the night they just pile up and die. But that was a preventable problem, as now they're all going in at night on their own. It just takes a few nights of going out at sundown and herding them into the shed.

Why did we go with this setup over chicken tractors? First, almost all of our farm sits on a downhill slope. What doesn't sits in the floodplain of the creek. It seemed like we would have a lot of problems with gapping around the bottom of the chicken tractor, sitting on rough sloping ground, and that this would be asking for predator problems.

Second, (and let me preface this by saying I'm not knocking anyone that uses chicken tractors!), chicken tractors just seemed a little too confined to us. I'm not talking subsidized, big ag CAFO confinement. But still, the chicken tractors we saw didn't seem to us to provide enough space for them to really act their most chicken-y and get enough room to run and flutter about. Then again I could be totally wrong, seeing as how we never actually tried a chicken tractor setup. This setup is just what works for us.

I've been reading some Cornish Cross bashing on other blogs lately. I won't go into all of the arguments, but honestly I just can't identify with some of the comments calling these birds "Frankenblobs". That just hasn't been our experience. We find that they're quite active, running, flapping their wings, vaulting themselves into the air in funny little practice cockfights. ("Cockfights" - that ought to get me some Google hits!) They have the room - both vertical and horizontal - to do that in this setup. We haven't experienced "mushy" meat, either. Our meat is firm textured and seemingly low in fat, and I think it's because they're getting lots of exercise. Meat is muscle, after all, and muscle is built with use.

The rapid growth on these birds can come with its own set of problems, but by the 4th batch of 100 I'd learned a lot of tips and tricks to raising them (mostly by trial and lots of error) so that now we very rarely have leg problems, ascites or "flips". But that's another novel for another day, and anyway I'm still learning.

I will say you need to buy quality stock from a reputable hatchery. I'm fortunate, I live only miles from Hoovers Hatchery. I get to go in there to pick up my chicks and when I do I get to see a wonderful family business and the good, small-town hardworking people that have jobs in part because I buy my chicks there. I've also bought layer chicks there and had great success with them.

Here endeth the novel :)

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Lather, rinse, repeat

When Matt picked all those beans last week, I thought this is it. Really, really it. Those beans have to be done this time for sure.



I stand corrected.

There were even more beans than last week. I did help pick this time, but Matt did all the snapping and pressure canning. Even after tossing out the too-big ones to the pigs, saving a gallon for ourselves to eat fresh, and giving away another gallon, he still ended up with 20 quart-jars of beans.

At 2 a.m. on Sunday morning.

Yep, he's a keeper.

So is it the heirloom varieties, or the weather we had this year that gave us such a prolific harvest? We'll see what happens next year. Fun, how gardening is really just one big ongoing lifelong science experiment.


This week, we're done with the canning, whether the beans are done or not!

Monday, September 04, 2006

That thing you do



Rafe likes to keep things in the refrigerator for safe keeping. One day I opened the door to find "Bear" lying on top of the peas.



And this scene was found in the living room another day. All of his little animals, lined up with their bales of hay.

These are the little things I'll miss someday when I don't have a preschooler around anymore.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

August Garden Report


It's a jungle out there!

Once harvesting gets into full swing, weeding kind of falls by the wayside. But I'm always amazed at how peacefully the vegetables and weeds can coexist at this point. We certainly don't ever seem to run short of produce, in spite of the weeds.

I'm really liking some of the tomatoes we planted this year. Now if only I knew what variety was what! My ever industrious husband took it upon himself to plant the tomato starts last spring but, being the opposite of his anal retentive computer programmer control freak of a wife, didn't mark down what varieties went where on the official garden map. So I'm not totally sure what's what out there. I think the ones I'm liking most are the German Pink and Siletz. I think the ones I'm liking least are the Mortgage Lifter and Black Seaman. Then again, I may have the German Pink and Mortgage Lifter mixed up. And according to my list, I also have Amish Pasta planted, but nothing out there looks anything like any Amish Pasta I've grown in the past.

On the watermelon front, I couldn't resist any longer and cut into one this week. It wasn't quite ripe, and yet it was ripe enough to be very delicious. I hope we get enough heat yet to finish the rest of them up. I've also got Pride of Wisconsin melons all over the place, but haven't yet cut into one.

In the foreground of this picture are the squash. The jury is still out on them, but so far the Table Queen Bush are far out-performing the Potimarron. The Potimarron plants just looked weepy and ill all summer long to the point that we almost pulled them out, afraid they were going to spread some kind of blight or something to the other squash and melon plants.

So I think we'll be good for veggies through the winter. (Except for pickles. The girls have already eaten one of the seven quarts I did and have started on a second.) As I type this, Matt is in the kitchen canning green beans and has been at it all afternoon and evening, with just a couple breaks. If you call stopping to feed the animals, and stopping again to return escapee animals to their rightful pens, "breaks".