Monday, June 19, 2017

Here, Chick, Chick, Chick...

Seems that the leftover Spring chicks at our local Tractor Supply have all grown up...

It's probably more likely that the Giant Metal Terror Chickens are hot enough to fry eggs upon and have been penned to avoid blistered finger lawsuits, tho.

Friday, June 16, 2017

The Chicks Are Two Months Old!

It's time to kick them out into the yard, so here are the final pictures of the chicks!

 In order of hatch, Popcorn is first!
She decided to pose looking like she was modeling 'Action Slacks' from the 1972 Montgomery Wards catalog for some reason.

Then just zoned out.

But hey, she's got cute face fluffies!

Next is TaterTot, who, if you remember, hatched out as a black chick.

She's the most dramatic color-change chick we've ever hatched.

More cute face fluffies...

A close-up of Tater's tail, she's got gorgeous colors.

Next is Banjo, the only rooster hatched this year!  As far as we know that is...

Majestic rooboy. He's started *very* quietly crowing along with the roos in the early morning.

Here he is being the Leaning Tower of Chicken.

Strychnine, who is growing into a very sweet Giant Cochin mix girl, she LOVES to be held & petted.

She has lovely breast & cape feathering.

...and of course a cute lil' chicken face.

Last of our hatched chicks is Groot!

...and her GIANT yellow legs and feet.

Groot's Dark India Cornish feathers are coming in, lovely coppery-brown/bronze colors with an iridescent sheen.

Next are the chicks we purchased at our local feed store! The first two are about a week older than our hatched chicks.
Olivia the Australorp, who thought it'd be funny to cock her head to the side in *every* picture I took...

Dottie, the Silver Laced Wyandotte.  She is growing into a beautiful girl.

The last two are the same age as our hatched babies.
Star, the Red Star.  Her little stars are just starting to come in.  For some reason she was entranced with the ceiling.  Possibly she hoped it contained a cheeseburger.

Sadly, no cheeseburger from the ceiling.  This time.

However, if you've got a minute she'd love to sell you some wonderful aluminum siding.

Last is Bodie the Golden Sex Link!

Bodie is another chick with enormous feet.

And she is *not* amused at being teased about them, thank you.

So there is the Terrible 9, who after several days of spending their days in the small run to get everyone used to each other, have integrated smoothly into the flock!  Unfortunately for them just in time for 100+ degree weather, but hey...ya can't have everything.

Monday, May 22, 2017


Found this in my front yard today...it's a double-headed blanket flower! 

I figure I'll save seeds from it and plant them next year...save seeds again...plant again...lather, rinse, repeat.  Then in a few years I'll have my very own mutant flower ARMY and will take over the world! *insert evil laugh here*

You can do that with flowers, right...?

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Lilacs! I Have Lilacs!

Well shoot.  Might not be a big deal to anybody but me...

But *I'm* excited, because the lilacs that are blooming and growing were tiny starts that I bulldogged out of my mom's yard last year, transported home in 100 degree heat and planted as wilted, shriveled twigs in my yard last summer.  They did NOT take kindly to being transplanted and I really didn't think they'd survive our extra-long and harsh winter this year...

But dang, not only did they make it, they are thriving and one of them is blooming!

Extra impressive because the entire plant is only about a foot high!

I've got this one planted outside my bedroom window, when I looked out the window and noticed the flowers I actually squealed, "I'VE GOT LILACS!"

My husband just kinda looked at me, like, 'You know that's treatable, right?'

Oh well.  Heck, I'm excited.  There is one more plant out in the part of the property that will someday house my raised-bed vegetable/flower garden (hopefully it'll attract pollinators to the garden) but no blooms on it so far.  I'm just happy it lived!

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Updated Chick Pics And Some New Faces!

Um...well...we did go to the feed store.  BUT...but just to get *ONE* chick, a Red Star.  Zip, who sadly passed last year, was a Red Star and we loved her, she was so comical and friendly.

But then when we got there they had a 'Buy 1 Get 1 Free' thing going, and...well...weather you call it 'Morehens Disease' or 'Chicken Math', the end result is always the same.  Go in for 1, come out with 4.

So here are the four new kids!  The two oldest first, they are about a week older than the chicks we hatched. First is Olivia, a very calm and sweet Australorp (a breed that's been on my Want List for years). InstaPet right out of the gate, she loves to sit on laps and be snuggled.

Next is Dottie, a Silver Laced Wyandotte. But since she loves to peck at fingers in the neverending hope they contain food, has been relabled as a Silver Laced WhydYaBiteMe.

The two younger chicks are about the same age as ours, maybe 2-3 days younger.  Here is Star, the Red Star breed I *originally* went in for.

Then there is Bodie, a Golden Sex Link chick.

As long as we were taking pictures, updates on the 5 we hatched! Going from first to hatch to last, Popcorn is first. Popcorn, as expected, is shaping up to resemble her mom, a Belgian d'Uccle. The vulture hocks on her legs are coming in nicely. Still the tiniest chick in the box.

TaterTot, who hatched out black with a brown head, seems to be molting out with tons of white coming in, with some brown. And vulture hocks! Pretty sure Milton, our tortoiseshell d'Uccle mix roo, is her daddy. Mama is likely Chicken Pox or Sprinkles.

Don't know yet what color(s) she'll eventually be, and from her facial expression neither does she!

Banjo the fluffy foot feathered fuzzball is next.  I strongly suspect Banjo of being a fella, going by the little red comb coming in and the 'calling for food' sound I keep hearing from the chick box. He just plain gets fluffier every day. Banjo may have Pie for a mom.

No slouch in the feather department either, but with the meatball body to match, is Strychnine!  That's a lotta chicken right there, she's a very heavy bird who likely has Crack for a mom and Cam for dad.
And yeah, I *do* get a juvenile giggle out of calling her a Crack baby.

Last is Groot!
Who was *very* excited and instantly did the Boneless Chicken thing and sat down when it was picture time.

Groot is definitely totally chill and goes with the flow of whatever is happening, when she isn't busy cluelessly stepping on her sister's heads.

All 9 chicks get along great, although they STILL refuse to try any new foods that aren't corn on the cob or live mealworms.  But hey, they are chickens.  They will eventually!

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Highway 395 In The Spring

Tossed the kid in the car and took her south for Spring Break for a few days to visit her relatives.  The ridiculous amounts of snow we've had in the Sierras was evident at the Crestview rest stop near Mammoth, which up until now was resoundingly closed due to a 20 foot high wall of snow blocking the entrance and entombing the place.

This time they'd finally managed to get a snowplow in there and clean the place out, at least enough to unearth the buildings and for vehicles to get into the parking lot.

Lots of snow still surrounded the place, tho!
Note the shed on the left for scale...

Also had the kid pose next to the local glacier for scale.

The thing just went as far as the eye could see in a huge horseshoe encircling the rest area.  Looking at the layers and seeing each storm's snowfall was fun.

A little further south things had warmed up a bit. We stopped off at Tom's Place to admire the trees and rocks..and the trees *in* rocks.

Gotta love cool and weird rock formations...

Tom's Place.  Hasn't changed a whit (except for paint color) since it was built in 1919. Very cute spot and well worth a stop.

Right next to this parking lot is Rock Creek. It was flowing well although pretty much tea-colored due to Spring snowmelt.  The little bridge in the background was calling me, but it seemed to be on private property so we didn't explore.
We tried to drive up the road to Rock Creek Lake, but the gate at the trailhead was still closed and locked.  Next time!

We did get to suddenly come across a herd of deer smack in the road.  They just looked at us so I slowly went around them, yelling at a doe as I did, "Hey, get outta the road!"

Her response was to throw her head up and start out after the car like she was gonna teach me a lesson and either kick my butt or throw herself through my windshield.  Possibly both.  No thank you, we hurried up the road.

We made Bishop and stopped for lunch, taking it to our favorite park to feed the ducks.
Yeah.  Right.  Ducks.

Seagulls as far as the eye could see.  The ducks were around, but mostly made themselves scarce.  Unlike this guy, who seemed to be a professional-grade beggar.

...and he was very vocal and LOUD about it. When I called my husband to check in, it was hard to hear over the incessant pitiful seagull cries for more food. You had to time your conversation for when the little dude was inhaling for his next round of "EEE EEE EEEEEEE!"

Even when he was walking around he was yelling about how he was starving, criminy.
Yeah, poor guy is skin and bones.

After getting badly suckered by con-artist birds, we continued south...and drove through the little town of Lone Pine...where either they're soured on tourists or are planning on being Ground Zero of the coming zombie apocalypse.

It was like a set piece for a Roger Corman film.

Oh well, at least the bees are happy with highway 395's amazing Spring bloom!