tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post5072259769315692161..comments2023-05-23T08:30:37.221-07:00Comments on The Itty Bitty Farm in the City: Averting a Total Tomato Take-downHeidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13263795936437012313noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-8297926867222245762011-11-04T00:12:35.798-07:002011-11-04T00:12:35.798-07:00Lol, simple life indeed!
I laid in bed this mornin...Lol, simple life indeed!<br />I laid in bed this morning, covers up to my ears, dreading going out there in the 37 degree temps to go milk Minnie. And it's just November. I bitched about the heat all summer here in Texas, and now I'll bitch about the cold. Basically I love my life when it's 72 degrees. I need to move back to Santa Barbara.Little Farm in the Big Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09868939423713002611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-39335971480616498752011-11-02T09:03:40.487-07:002011-11-02T09:03:40.487-07:00Thank you voices of reason!Thank you voices of reason!Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13263795936437012313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-91695294588052664252011-11-02T06:01:51.379-07:002011-11-02T06:01:51.379-07:00Get well, child! Love the tomatoes! Can't beli...Get well, child! Love the tomatoes! Can't believe the production! And yes, it is not the 'simple life'! Why do you think I gave up on the garden years ago...it was much easier to go down the street;-)GrammyKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00292603293910587155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-19096264147526287302011-11-01T22:12:51.604-07:002011-11-01T22:12:51.604-07:00Yeah. Sometimes I find myself two seconds from tea...Yeah. Sometimes I find myself two seconds from tears because I can't see how I'm going to manage whatever insane thing I've inflicted on myself. <br /><br />For me, honestly, it's the complete insignificance of It All that kind of saves me from complete meltdown. I mean, really...the Fate of Man is not hinging upon my ability to get a tomato from seed to sauce. Nations will not rise OR fall because I didn't notice "something" was chewing on my spinach until I had almost-complete crop failure. (In point of fact, the Denizens would probably throw a celebratory parade.) If I don't get around to making soap today, well, there's always tomorrow...and if the last batch never sets, eh, in a pinch - the store IS right over yonder.<br /><br />Only thing that ever REALLY suffers from my inability to actually DO all the Crazy I want to do is my pride. And frankly, I don't think it does me any harm at all to have THAT deflated from time to time. ;-)Mother Chaoshttp://www.denofchaos.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-47210385758619019042011-11-01T19:28:06.557-07:002011-11-01T19:28:06.557-07:00It isn't the 'simple life' but it sure...It isn't the 'simple life' but it sure is the 'good life'. Last year I felt like I was permanently sick, and the only thing that made me feel good was going out to the veggie patch and checking on the chickens with my boys (2 dogs). During the challenging times you always have to remind yourself of the good times.Nadenehttp://twodogsharvest.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-17071214898251830222011-11-01T17:44:04.379-07:002011-11-01T17:44:04.379-07:00I was beginning to worry about you. Really enjoy ...I was beginning to worry about you. Really enjoy your blog. Feel better!!!Mary Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17525958667762567812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-28471692937565502752011-11-01T06:25:24.015-07:002011-11-01T06:25:24.015-07:00I feel I can't keep up with my house, the kids...I feel I can't keep up with my house, the kids, the garden and the chickens and I am not even working nor am I sick. So you are not alone. This year, due to unemployment, I planted a winter garden for the first time, my compost is doing so well with the addition of the chicken manure, but I am fighting against slugs and caterpillars eating my brassicas. <br /><br />I hope you will feel better soon, and will be able to slowly attack that to do list.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15305773287880023217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-81419574273251332672011-10-31T21:44:41.919-07:002011-10-31T21:44:41.919-07:00@ Dr. Beth - I've got a couple posts on butche...@ Dr. Beth - I've got a couple posts on butchering hens which you can search for (search box is on right side of posts). but it sounds like your ladies have dropped in production because it is fall and they are probably molting and/or laying less because of shorter days. I've got 6 hens and only one is laying right now due to molting.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13263795936437012313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-72826787529649945472011-10-31T19:05:16.158-07:002011-10-31T19:05:16.158-07:00Poor Heidi! I have only just discovered your blog ...Poor Heidi! I have only just discovered your blog and I love it already! I hope you get back on top of everything soon....I love that trick about the tomatoes.....will definitely keep that one up my sleeve come autumn. <br /><br />Hang in there!The Duck Herderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12804351827909380328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-78869432282003625512011-10-31T17:31:46.417-07:002011-10-31T17:31:46.417-07:00I know what you mean. I think it's ironic tha...I know what you mean. I think it's ironic that this is considered "the simple life". The simple life is going to the store and buying your food. End of story. You'll get most of it done, and what doesn't get done, well it's probably not the end of the world. You keep pushing on because it's part of who you are. You can't NOT farm. I don't even know what normal people do with all their spare time!Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15637791755514487289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-34362837381938025112011-10-31T16:14:00.092-07:002011-10-31T16:14:00.092-07:00I enjoy reading your blog. I have 9 Rhode Island ...I enjoy reading your blog. I have 9 Rhode Island Red Hens and live here in Arkansas. Temps have suddenly dropped. I am only getting about 4 eggs daily or the past 3 weeks. I think it is time that I butchered a few of them. Can you give me advice on how best to do this? Thank youDr Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07240252586120420322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-60241508360058386562011-10-31T12:34:19.364-07:002011-10-31T12:34:19.364-07:00Well, I got sick last week. As in, Monday evening...Well, I got sick last week. As in, Monday evening, my first day where I'd officially been GONE from the former job from hell, I was hacking and sniffling like no one's business. My cats are great sleep coaches, but they don't do squat around the house. The dood did what he could to tread water, make himself coffee and breakfast in the mornings, and run loads of wash while feeding the hens and feeding the two cats.<br /><br />Last week was also the week that the belatedly transplanted tomatoes decided to grow like gangbusters in the raised beds, before I had a chance to nip all the stinking sucker vines.<br /><br />It was the week that my chicken-planted butternut squash decided to start producing fruit, and also the week the damn peppers started kicking out fruit (probably because the chickens are clucking snake-charming songs at them from their run, both the squashes and the peppers).<br /><br />I have to nip off a bazillion sucker vines today.<br /><br />But no, first I have to move my 13 black Cornish X peepers out into the juvenile coop and run first. Gladys The Nosy learned how to not only fly onto the mason jar waterer, but to also aim for the edge of the brooder, and miss that and land on the floor. She's scared the crap out of Lucy several times now, so it's time to put them outside. After I rake out their run and coop, and after I hook up their heat lamp just in case, and after I re-install the chicken wire on the top of their run.<br /><br />I need a nap already.sarahttp://lobeliarama.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5733417645352174190.post-81936253816257348092011-10-31T11:20:17.171-07:002011-10-31T11:20:17.171-07:00I feel your pain and I haven't even been sick!...I feel your pain and I haven't even been sick! Just too many plans to be able to take care of anything.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05607208465219962573noreply@blogger.com