It’s that adorable time of year again, where so many of us either have broody chickens who are sitting on their eggs, or we are buying our spring chicks from a local farm store or chicken farmer.
Toady is my son Judah’s 4th birthday. As everyone always says, “the days are long, but the years go fast”, and so it is, probably the truest statement I have ever realized in my life.
Earlier this week, we got our first snowfall out here in the Pacific Northwest. Every area got different amounts, but here in Arlington, we got 9 inches over about a day and a half. This is sort of rare for our area. We do get a little snow every year around this time but not nearly as much as we did this time. I was as excited as our three year old!
I was going to name this blog something like ‘Tender Is The Night’ as a nod to both the tender beauty of wildlife in their natural habitat at night, and one of my favorite writers, F. Scott Fitzgerald. But then I thought about it, and decided that was probably a little to deep for what this post is really about.
A few nights ago my Father in Law called and was talking to my husband, and I could tell immediately by Rob’s responses in the conversation that something was up with one of our horses. I have a sixth sense for things like that and I wasn’t wrong this time.
Our chickens at Scarlett Homestead are the funniest little birds you ever did see. Rob and Judah drive up in the ‘old truck’ every day and as soon as they hear that engine coming up the hill and around the bend they start squawking and flapping their wings because they KNOW that their favorite people are on the way. With snacks most likely.
One of my favorite blogger friends, Jenn from Sunshine Farm tagged me in her latest post about goals from 2018 – goals that were met and some that were not. Reflecting on these goals and what is ahead for the next year. I like it! Challenge accepted!
We have 3 healthy, thriving beehives at Scarlett Homestead at the moment and we hope that this coming spring or summer we can increase the amount of hives we have. The more the merrier.