Category Archives: Homesteading
My Calling and Purpose
An awesome post from my son, Austin of the blog
“Canvassing Creation”
I remember as a young boy of four or five, standing up to my grandfather who had dumped a bucket of tadpoles onto the ground to kill them, believing they were mosquito larvae. I was sad for the tadpoles and very angry at him. I even said a few angry words to him, although my mother scolded me I felt I had to speak my mind.
“Tadpole Crossing”
That is my earliest memory of defending the creatures I love.
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Guard Dog Patrol
The other night I was up late and my dog, Kelev , started barking. I stepped out onto the porch to listen, the neighborhood was alive with dogs yelping and barking but then I heard the creepiest thing I have heard so far on our property, I wasn’t sure if it was a dog yelping in pain or a cat yowling in a fight, but whatever it was, the dogs around did not like it and neither did I. I went and woke up my husband to come listen.
Wouldn’t you know, as soon as my husband steps onto the porch, it never made another sound.
Caught on Camera
I have a game camera in my barn yard, just to get funny pictures of the animals as they go about their day.
Example””: Goat photo bomb of the day!
Haddie bounding around the yard, and the hens looking at her like, “What’s your problem!?”
Well to day it proved to be a bit more useful.
Turkey Poults
Several years ago, we had a few turkeys we had obtained from a neighbor. I just loved my big ol’ male turkey named “Turk!” He would sit in my lap and peck mosquitoes before they ever had a chance to land on me. He’d follow me around hoping for a rub or a pat and maybe a snack. He was just like a big feathered pup. Sadly, he died and I have not had another turkey since, that is until now!
I am pretty excited to see if I can have another feathered buddy to follow me around the yard!
Honey Bee Rescue
My 13 year old daughter (being silly as always) decided to rub wisteria on herself to “smell pretty” (all natural perfume idea!) She ended up getting a honey bee on her shoulder during the process! In a panic she swatted it off, stunning the poor thing just enough to make it loopy and unable to fly!
My youngest son, being an animal/insect lover like the rest of us, grabbed a twig, got the bee to climb on it, and brought it to me, telling me the whole story of his sister’s antics. I had to call in the expert, my 18 year old “wasp whisperer!”
