Chick

Joyce kept two black hens from the first batch of chickens she raised when that flock had gotten too old to lay.  The two were pets, more or less, and while one died some time ago, she thinks one of the black hens she has now is the other from the first flock.  That hen has always wanted to sit on a clutch of eggs but was never allowed to since the eggs were needed for human consumption.  For a while now the egg production generally from the current flock has been light and spotty.  It appears Joyce will allow the current flock to live out their lives and not replace them with a new flock. Continue reading “Chick”

Quail sighting

One day this week as I was headed toward the gate in front of the house, a quail burst into flight from the other side of the juniper in the corner.  It had probably been outside the yard and I couldn’t see it because of the juniper.  I knew immediately what it was because of the distinctive whirring sound of its wings.  There are plenty of quail out at Wildcat Bluff Nature Center and I often scare a covey up out of the tall grass.  This one flew straight toward the enclosure and disappeared behind a juniper.  Cookie the cat set off in pursuit but I don’t think he was successful in catching it. Continue reading “Quail sighting”

Birthdays

img_1527Celebrating September/October birthdays has been a challenge this year.  It was simple enough with Vivian.  Jill made a cake, we sang happy birthday and Vivian opened presents.  But Rebecca and Joyce were another matter.  Rebecca’s was on Monday, October 3 when we were still in Garland.  We got home that afternoon but Monday is an odd time to celebrate a birthday so the plan was to combine Li’l r’s with Joyce’s the following Sunday.  We did manage to squeeze it in Sunday afternoon between other activities so they got their cake and all but I still haven’t gotten a present for Joyce.  She just waves me off when I suggest doing so.  Continue reading “Birthdays”

Joy(ce) juice

We uncovered the west row of grapes Tuesday and Joyce has been busy ever since making grape juice.  She bought a juicer that she just feeds the bunches of grapes into and it separates the juice from the skins, seeds and stems.  It makes short work of that process and she’s been making popsicles out of the juice.  She added cream to some of the juice and made popsicles out of that delicious concoction, too. Continue reading “Joy(ce) juice”