Saturday, March 19, 2011

check out this lawn ornament!!!

Since Linda enjoyed my moose "ornament" so much, I thought I would share this with you all. 

Last June, this young fella decided to come right into the yard. This is the first time, the bears have come this close to the house. They usually stay out back more.Our land butts up against Crown land. 

I think this one is a two year old, and was probably just curious. He probably followed the bush line to the farm yard.

There was no seed in the bird feeder. By the time Maddie had a chance to snap this photo, the bear took one look at us, (all four of us were watching him through the bay window), and decided he had enough of the freak show. So, all she got was his back side.

The bush at the top of this photo, heads straight south to a field we call "Harold's Mess", at the south side of the home quarter. Harold's Mess butts up against the south quarter. The south quarter is adjacent to crown land, which is all bush, huge spruce trees and muskeg. Bear paradise!!

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

For Liz

This young weanling, spent a month, living in our farm yard March 2007. The white patches that you see on the moose, is a tell-tale a sign of ticks. If they have a heavy infestation of ticks, the moose will die. We found a carcass of a moose in our bush later that spring. We don't believe it was this one. Why? 

Winter of 2008, we had a cow/calf pair living in the field (We call that field, the Long Field. It is about 1/2 mile long. The Long Field is the quarter east of the home quarter) not far from the house. We think it was this moose, in the photos. She wasn't scared of us or the dogs at all. It was like she was use to us. We would go open the gates, to feed the cows, and she wouldn't run away. She just hung back a bit. She never took her calf  and headed for the bush. When we had put a bit of a distance between us and the hay, she would bring her calf up and eat with the cows. I wish I had pictures of that.

ps....boy has our yard change in the past five years of living here!! vast improvements!
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my lovely hen house.....not!!!

I am not proud of my hen house. Ok. With all honesty....I hate it!!!!  It is a very old wooden grainery, the floor is rotten. I have no idea what is holding it up. Ok, maybe I do have a clue. It is the metal that my two boys put on, and the reinforced ceiling and walls from when they insulated it a few years ago.

As you can tell, there are absolutely no windows on the south side (left side in the photo). Nor on the west side (the other end of the hen house). I wouldn't want to live in this dark dreary habitat. But the girls have been. I have drawn plans for a the perfect hen house. Perfect to me, expensive to the hubby. The perfect hen house would include an area for brooding chicks, holding the feed, easy access to gather eggs, windows, brightness! Oh how my list goes on and on. I am hoping one day very very very soon I get a new hen house!!!

the girls and boys

nest full of eggs...yeah I know, why state the obvious

Most of the winter the girls were very generous with their egg production. Until mid- February, they were giving us about four dozen eggs a day. Frank was taking eight dozen with him every week to camp. 

Remember last fall when I had wrote about a hen laying on eggs? Well if not, here it is. Well only three of the five chicks survived winter. And I do believe they are ucky roosters!!

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is spring here yet??

I was over visiting Liz over at her blog. I had read about her receiving her garden seeds. I know from where Liz lives on our blue marble that she will planting way before me. I won't even begin to start planting the garden until towards the end of May early part of June. Lucky girl!!!!

beneath all of this snow,  is my veggie garden
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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

a visitor

I took these photos, thru the living room window, of a moose nibblin on willows near our dugout. 

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So this is Lamb. I know not a very creative name, but after all, that is what he is. Madeline was calling him Thing 5. The four poms are Things 1 thru 4

When Lamb was born, he wasn't much taller than Bear.

Lamb has gotten so use to being in the house, (as a rule, he doesn't leave the porch), that when I was bringing in wood, he got past me (really it wasn't fair, my arms were full of wood). Lamb decided he was going to check out the joint.

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