It’s been a while.
Our busy season has begun. Pigs came 2 weeks ago, broiler chicks came today, layer chicks come next month.
Youngest daughter, back from her building project in Nepal (the picture was taken during the Holi festival in Bandipur), is graduating from high school at the end of this month, and all those years of school activities, volunteering, meetings, etc will be done. Her? Yes, she’s pretty pumped about being finished with school, despite being academically inclined. New involvements will no doubt arise, but I’m not going to borrow trouble just yet. And yes, we have the dress (gorgeous), the shoes, the hair appointment, the tickets for the ceremony, the dinner/dance and the dry aftergrad…if we’ve forgotten something, don’t burst my bubble now, I don’t have time.
Eldest daughter turned 21 in April, and we somehow got a family garden tea into her crazy schedule to celebrate. Halfway through her teaching degree, she has a job this summer preparing and leading 6 summer camps at our church with a small team of other interns. Her favourite appears to be the Hero Camp in August, complete with jungle climbing, lazer mazes, a visit from superheroes and more. I’m frankly envious. In the middle of all that, she is heading down to the Dominican Republic as part of a team going to work on a construction project in a small village. In July, in tropical heat. Not envious of that.
The pigs were born April 10th, so they are exactly 2 months old today. In the pictures they may look big to you, but they’re still below my knees – and probably weigh around 50 lb or 20 kg each. While officially they are named B, L, and T, they have become collectively known as the Trio of Trouble. They go everywhere together and are curious beyond caution.
The broiler chicks, 156 of them, arrived by Canada Post this morning, having left Edmonton, AB two days ago after they hatched. The local sorting station called me around 0730 and they were under the heat lamps by 820, thirsty and hungry and ready to explore their new world.
I went out to do a couple of errands after the chicks were settled and returned two hours later to discover the heat lamps had thrown the breaker and they were without heat :(. There is a freezer that’s operating in there right now, which I’d forgotten about, and can’t unplug immediately, so the chicks are down to 2 heat lamps and my afternoon project will be transferring the contents of the freezer to one of our other freezers so I can unplug the one in the brooder building.
And that’s what’s up around here. No veg garden this year, something had to give and I decided that would the thing. Hay Guy came and chisel plowed it for me a while back, but I’ve since decided not to get it tilled – I am already stretched to capacity and don’t need the guilt of that garden going to thistles again this year. I’m surrounded by some fabulous veggie farmers here, and can buy more, better veg and fruit from any of them. Totally not letting the no garden thing bug me – not at all.