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Spread Your Wings

“No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
                                     William Blake
And so it goes. Last  spring we lost the last two of our rescue animals who were with us for over 10 years. Cinderella a Muscovy duck had come to us after the fires of 2003. Our barn yard seems eerily empty. Well from previous posts you know I am doing my best to fill it up again.
Friday we picked up another rescue animal from the SPCA, abandoned  in a local park in town. “Of course she can come and live here”
So meet Aflac.
IMG_6565The first day was precarious. The chickens were not sure and quickly formed a band together to investigate the intruder. Aflac, being tame was a little worse for the encounter.
Satchmo and his gang of juvenile thugs attacked her. Holy pterodactyl feet.
IMG_6522We quickly had to re-think the living arrangements. Aflac was given an outdoor nesting box surrounded by a dog x-pen.
Sunday was much better. Aflac had a swim and learned some confidence and preservation skills. So far everything is harmonious.
It helped that our neighbors are cleaning their gardens for fall and the barn yard is a daily recipient of their compost. Mmmm… pea vines with peas still on them, zucchini, corn, carrots: delicious and meant to be shared.
Coming together in community to share a meal is a thousands year old tradition to build understanding and harmony.
After a long day of eating and really getting to know each other, bed and nighttime are a welcome reprieve.
IMG_6582 IMG_6574The chickens are learning to roost in the barn and the goats love sneaking into the hay room for their nightly hand fed goat mash treat and a chance to steal some hay.
Scarlett the pheasant still looks longingly at the big world outside the barn yard. I won’t clip her wings again and I know that the call of her nature will come. I just hope that she will know that she is always welcome back, just like any other child who has outgrown the nest and spread its wings to fly.

Hey! Are You Looking At Me?

Black Bear

I have been feeling guilty. It has been over a month since I have written a blog post. I have thought of many things to write. The thoughts haven’t made it to the desk to compose themselves. What have I been doing? Were people judging me for being lapse or lazy. Really? In the big scheme of things I think that everyone has enough on their own plate.

Mostly I have been looking at my world around me and revelling in my fortuitousness!! This is what I have been looking at and what has been looking back at me!

Our little friend “Baer”. He is a cub from last spring or so and has taken up residence in our back property. The buffet here is great when you are getting ready for a big sleep..

black bear yearling

“Diana”, a mom with two fawns has also taken up residence in our back yard.

deer doe

deer doe



The new additions to our front yard have been growing in leaps and bounds.

The Nigerian Dwarf goats Mocha and Latte have now grown big enough to run and forage in the big fields. Don’t you love their turquoise eyes?






The baby chicks that came home at two-day’s old  in June are now safely ensconced in the barn, with nesting boxes and a big run with access to a chicken run outside with a door that gives them the barn yard to run free. We are lucky because out of the six chicks, we only acquired one rooster. He is a Black Copper Maran and his name is Satchmo. The girls are Mukluk, a Cochin, Lavender and Flower, Orpingtons, Brown Betty a Breda and Mumbo a Maran hen. They are all addicted to watermelon. The brown stain on Mukluk’s breast is watermelon juice!


Let’s not forget Scarlet, our ringneck pheasant. I had to clip her wings: harder on me than on her, I cried.

ringneck pheasant

I haven’t been the only one looking either. Grommet is very attached to his girls.

bernese mountain dog and goatnigerian dwarf goat

I have been looking at bees and butterflies. All the work I put into building a garden for them really paid off this year.


I have been admiring our new garage. What a handy man my husband is, right down to the hand-built sliding barn door with a deer antler handle!

Can’t you just picture my new horse with his head peeking out the top of the Dutch door next year?





We have been busy!]

It’s September 1st  and the first hint of fall is in the morning chill. I have had an amazing summer creating Mimi’s little farm. I only have gratitude, not guilt.