Friday's can be tough

The day started out tough and got tougher.

The chicken tractor got stuck between a stump and a hard place - literally.

So each day we move our hens to a fresh spot on the grass. I actually move them twice a day. They love scratching for bugs, worms and other sources of natural protein.  There are lots of benefits to moving the birds. They get fresh food and cut down on the feed they need by between 10-30%.  They fertilize the fields. It helps us both.

The problem is the movable coop is heavy. It is a prototype that I made 1 year ago and it has a pool liner as a top. It is made of 2x lumber and has a ABS watering pipe down the middle. It is tough just to drag it 3m on a cut lawn, let alone through a hay field.  As I said I move it twice a day. Currently it is stationed outside the goat pen.  I am travelling around the goat pen and will end up inside it where I will let them free range when they are large enough to be out on their own. I am interested to see how the 3 different types of birds do.  I have the standard white rock hens - large breasted, heavy, fast growing birds.  Frey's (that is the breeder) dual purpose birds - these birds are slower to grow and can be used as layers or meat birds, and some layer hens.  When I let them out, The white rocks will probably just sit and eat, the dual purpose will be more athletic and move around and the hens will love to move and scratch. Those are my predictions and we will see.

As I was saying, the day got tough fast.  The tractor got jammed in between an old stump I had forgotten about and the electric fence that holds back the ever curious goats. Damn!  I have to get it off there or the fence will not be effective and god knows what the goats will do when they figure that out (and they will) while I am at work. So I start dragging the tractor violently forward to get it off the stump - but I had already fed the hens so they were right up against the back side eating. What a gong show. I had to move it 5 cm then wait, free any chickens and then move a bit more. What a damn mess. I decided to break off and do the other laying hens and let out the horses and do their stalls. That way the birds will eat most of the feed and I will be able to move the tractor easier.

So off I go to the barn and all is well there. Check the tree nursery and water the plants in the greenhouse. All is good there - lettuce looks good, fruit trees coming up nicely, persimmon seeds have not germinated yet but they are usually slow. Ok - run by my high school aged boy's window and get him up to get on the bus.

Back to the chicken tractor. Most of the birds were done their frantic feeding and I could move the tractor a little easier. I continued for about 1 metre until I hit another obstacle I had forgotten about - a large any hill that was about 50cm tall and in line with the stump. DAMN!!DAMN DAMN!!!.  Run and get a shovel and pick to get the ant hill out of the way and taken care of.  Then keep moving to get the tractor off the frigging electric fence.

Finally I am free, but now what - a chicken has been rolled under the tractor and looks to be on the way out. Dispatch him now or ...?  I decided to keep him and place him in the new brood area with the 50 chicks. We will see.

Down the drive to water some of the hazelnuts. They are taking a beating in the hot dry weather. The trailer was positioned to take in some of the rain we were expecting last week that never materialized. Damn, too far from the hazelnuts. Ok lots more walking involved. Done - finally.

  Phew - off to look at the trunk on my car - it was not catching yesterday and I had to drive the Land Rover. My High School son exits the house - I am really running late now-  he asks me if I am going to work.  Of course I am, I am just having a tough time here. Where is my allowance he says. oh crap I forgot.

The trunk takes me 40 minutes to figure out - lots of cussing and sweating. Into the house, fast bowl of cereal, do the dishes and shower and off to school.  I make it by 8:32.  Glad it is a PA day dedicated to Report Cards.

So I arrived home that Friday night, burned out and jumpy from a day in front of a computer screen.  Ah the beautiful grass, bugs, and birds working together in nature.

Wait what is going on at the hives?  A swarm?.... Oh no I'm going to lose a new hive!  The bees were in flight on mass not a good sign.  Why? They were too crowded. Last weekend we had lost of room.  4 frames empty and the bees looking strong with their new queen. This week they must have filled most of the frames and are working on looking for a new space to live in.  So that is bad for a beekeeper.

I should have known that they might have built up quickly. The weather has been perfect for blossoms. Hot and dry with no frost what so ever. We quickly progressed from dadelions, pussy willows,basswood and all the fruit trees to almost desert like conditions. The hay fields have taken off. But we may be entering a dearth.  That is when the flowers naturally enter a low phase. Not much will be coming out in the next few weeks so the bees have to hold back a little and consume some of their honey and pollen stores.

Back to the bees.  I frantically raced up the driveway and ran in to see Rach and tell her what I was going to do.  She said that was fine and off I went. Luckily I had purchased new boxes and frames last week and was prepared for the buildup.  It is quite spectacular when the hive explodes. Bees are everywhere. I ran a few boxes down the drive and started to fill it with frames. Damn!  The hive had a feeder on the top and did not have a inner cover. Oh well there goes the inner covers I was saving for Saturday's installation of 2 new nucleus hives I am purchasing from a local supplier. Man it never seems to end.

I slap them all together and congratulate myself on slowing them down a little. I notice that a few more of the single box hives are building well. Off I go to give them some more room as well. It is better to have them with some space and time than to lose a hive.

Back to the house and start the lunch-box dishes and try to relax be fore evening chores.

Later that night when I was out trying to get some latches on doors in the new barn before my son's football practice when I notice that one of the chicken feed bags I had set in the shed was ripped open - damn squirrels. I am pretty sure that is what it was. Dixie - where are you?  Get those damn squirrels!  Off to the barn to get a steel drum for the feed and to take care of the horses. I decide I'll pop into the nursery and see how the plants are doing in the heat. What the????? All my planters are dug up. chickens?? Nope what ever it was went systematically to each pot that had a seed and dug it up. What the....SQUIRRELS!!!!!!  Dixie!!!!!  Persimmons - Quince - Seeds - lovingly cared for for months - gone in 1 day.  DAMNNNNNN!!!

Will this day never end. Oh well my own stupid problem. Put the laying hens away.  Move the tractor again - went well this time.  Close up the chicks - hey the white rock hen that got rolled is acting like a mother hen to the little chicks and it is eating and moving around. It might make it.  Good.  Latch on the barn door works well. Feed sealed up. Electric fence on, kid home from football.  Starting to calm down. Make some sugar feed for the new nucleus hives, ok spilled a little on the kitchen floor but not too much mess, clam down some more, make some popcorn, watch Game of Thrones, clam down some more. Relax, fall asleep in the middle, back out to turn on the heat lamp for the chicks, all is quiet. Calm some more. Brush teeth - bed. Wife already asleeep, and so am I.  Ahhh Friday. I get to sleep in tomorrow. At least to 5AM.  Ah going to be nice.  Friday's.