We’re making real progress on the addition to the duck barn. The roof is on and we’re aiming to get the walls on tomorrow, which first involves taking the existing inner wall’s metal siding panels off and then reattaching them on the new outside wall. The end walls get attached then, and we’re good to go. Seeing a project in your mind, and then in visual plans drawn on paper, and then the lumber delivery arrives, we work our butts off and suddenly, here we are, it’s almost done! Wow. My husband has really got a knack for designing pole barns down to the last detail. He also has a tenacious patience for perfection in construction projects which I do not have. I feel confident this structure will be here for a really long time, and it is so versatile in all it’s potential uses. Our bank account (winter money) went down substantially after ordering all the materials, but it would have been worse if we’d had to pay full retail for the metal panels. There’s a great surplus lumber yard nearby called the Lumber Farm. Super score on metal panels there 2 years in a row!
While Andrew finished the roof attachments, I moved many wheelbarrow loads of dirt over to the build up the sides. My little herd of 31 Bubsters excitedly climbed on the dirt pile, scratching and watching for the slimy flash of an exposed worm. These guys are going to be our own Chicken stash for the next year, and they are going to be soooooooo tasty. They’ve been eating charcoal out of the firepit, foraging like maniacs, running ALL over the place, growing robust and rotund as only a Bubster can. I had way more fun moving dirt today with their worm hunting exuberance accompanying me. Life with animals is really so wonderful. I feel so blessed to be able to give our animals a good and real life before they turn into meat. I wish everyone who ate meat could experience the joy of the animal’s existence before it ends up on their plate. I also wish people would stop calling the Cornish Cross Broiler fat, lazy and stupid. Give them the opportunity to be a chicken, and they will be just that!
It’s gonna be wonderful to get this project finished up, so we can move the 200 ducklings into their new home. They are getting a bit crowded in the brooder-mobile, as they are growing like weeds and their unquenchable thirst is just a weeee bit messy.
It was so nice and sunny out, and we were actually pondering whether to attack the siding and get’er done today, but the wind kicked up and those metal panels could slice you up pretty good in a strong gust. So we went inside to eat pot pie and some chocolate and then I looked at feeder pigs for sale on craigslist.
Mee oh my oh! We harvested almost all the heritage cockerels today, and with the help of a featherman plucker (which we bartered to use rom some friends) I think we got 90 chickens processed in 6 hours. I LOVE the plucker, holy crap is that thing amazing. We only missed the clever 15 or so remaining chickens who were unreachable under the horsetrailer or who lept from the holding bin when the lid slid off. My back is a bit achey and I got bit on the cheek by one ferocious Dark Cornish dude, but we have gotten a major job checked off the to-do list, and a LOT of beautiful pastured, organic heritage meat ready for our customers. I’m now showered, there are burritos in the oven, and I’m gearing up for my first training sessions at my winter job tonight, at A Wise Choice Dairy. I going to learn how to milk cows after all! Super looking forward to it, I mean cows and super nice people?! After milking tonight, I’m crashing in their guest house, learning about morning milking and then returning home to harvest turkeys and geese in the afternoon. Straddling a bunch of worlds right now, but you gotta do what you gotta do!