It’s time for chicks.
200 quail eggs have been ordered. They will be here by next week. After that seventeen days of incubation, and then eight weeks of raising . . . and then eggs, just in time for the April Farmers Markets.
We are also ordering fifty chicks to raise out on our son’s farm. Those will be for eggs to sell at the markets this spring and summer.
All of this activity, of course, means some major projects on my plate. I need nesting boxes and brooding poles for the fifty egg-layers. I need to shore up the aviary in our backyard for when the quail are put outside in four weeks (hopefully it won’t get too cold the rest of the winter), and that means mixing and pouring cement on the floor of the aviary…so my calendar is rapidly filling up.
And I love it all!
And of course I’m now the President of the Board of Directors for the Tumwater Farmers Market, and that is a challenge, a challenge I look forward to, so that adds to the to-do list.
And I love that as well.
I like staying busy!
In a lot of ways, I’m like our new puppy Maggie.
I go and go and go and go, and then about eight o’clock at night, in front of the television, I’ll just crash. I turn into a zombie until about eleven at which time I fall into a deep, restorative sleep, and then up at six the next morning to do it all again.
That’s how I rock and roll!
Staying busy is good for me. It keeps me out of my head, which was once described as the most dangerous six inches of real estate on the planet. It also keeps me in some semblance of good shape. Since I’m never sick (never as in maybe once per decade I’ll catch a cold or the flu) I have to assume that A) my lifestyle is working and B) I have some great genes.
So that’s where I’m at as of this writing. The rains have stopped and we have two days of pretty decent January weather ahead, so I need to go shovel dirt and pour cement.
Wishing you a productive weekend, from Olympia,