There’s an ongoing debate in our house about crust - specifically rustic crust. I’m all for a good crunch and a chewy crumb. My better half is more of a connoisseur of “soft caramelization”. No-knead bread is definitely more my style. But, his protests aren’t enough to deter him from eating it.
Things are progressing a little slower in the yard because I was in a car accident last week and am not up to digging just yet. But, we did manage to finish the herb spiral and Steve has been weed whacking the yard back into order. The weather is clearing up and we’re well on our way to summer now, so the napping pavilion will probably be decked out and reactivated soon. I’m also looking forward to smoking some meat.
The nice weather also means I get to take the scooter out and about to run errands. This has dual benefits: it is a lot of fun to ride and the storage/trunk is really tiny so it cuts down on those impulse buys.
The chickens are also growing up fast! They’re finally to the point that they really look more like chickens than chicks and they’re starting to cluck like hens too, rather than peeping. They should be laying eggs by mid July.
Yesterday’s hailstorm knocked a big crow’s nest out of the Douglas Fir tree in our neighbor’s yard. It landed neatly on our side of the hedge. We’re going to have to move it, or run it over with the truck. I just hate to smash it up. It’s sculptural. Of course, we can’t really bring it inside or anywhere in the yard because that’s just asking for a case of mites, either on us, the dog, the cat…or the chickens, which are the most likely candidates. So, in our driveway it sits.
I also started on an herb spiral, but ran out of stones. So, it’s all carved out and planted, but needs the stones for the edges. Hopefully sooner rather than later.
The two photos are interesting juxtaposed. They’re both sort of natural and swirling, but one is very structured, and the other more organic. I bet if I ran over the herb spiral and the crow’s nest with the truck, the crow’s nest would suffer less overall damage. All that interlocking craziness makes for a strong structure. Heck, it already fell at least 20 ft to the ground and survived.
The amount of “structure” in our yard is increasing daily, it seems. This weekend we erected two raised beds on the site of two mounds of soil that we’ve been tucking plants into, here and there, for the last two years.
The beds are constructed of 2×6 lumber, two high. Each bed is 4 feet by 8 feet. Each board is secured to eight (4 on each side) pieces of rebar that are driven about 1 ft into the ground with 1 ft above ground, by zip ties, which also holds the pvc hoops in place. Essentially, we just drilled holes in the boards and attached them to the hoop structure. It all went together pretty quickly.
In the background, you can also see the new back “wall” of the nap cabana. We had reedcloth up before, but the raccoons or scrub jays or some other pesky creature kept tearing it down. So, we covered the back with a repurposed museum banner. The image is a glass sculpture.
The girls are all very good at putting themselves to bed now. This is what I saw when I went out to close the coop door. The cuteness is overwhelming.
We spent most of the day waging war against the dandelions in the back yard and preparing for truckloads of mulch. We’re going to be building some raised beds with bird net covered hoops for our gardens this year. The idea came from Renee over at hipchickdigs. This way we can have a system that allows us to let the chickens free range occasionally, without fearing for the safety of our tender vegetables, and also keep them contained within a bed when we want them to help us clear it out and turn the soil.
After the epic dandelion battle, I whipped up some fried rice with the various bits of meat in our refrigerator that were thawed and needed to be cooked. This time it ended up being chicken and halibut, and was delicious.
This one has bacon, potato, green onion and fennel - no cheese! It was delicious. Also featured in this photo, my well abused and loved Le Creuset omelet pan.
The chicks are really enjoying their new habitat. I think this is the first wide angle shot of the completed coop. You can see their little dust-bathing area directly underneath the coop. It’s filled with playsand, so they can really dig in and make a mess.
We cobbled together a ladder from another chunk of art crate. The “this end up” arrows were re-purposed as “this way down” arrows, just in case the girls needed instructions to figure it out.
They also have a lovely hunk of tree limb for perching out in the run area. We covered the ground in the run with a layer of sand and pine shavings, to keep it from getting mucky. Some of the girls have feathered feet and don’t stay very clean in muddy areas.
We’re going to plant some climbing vines in the vicinity. Hopefully they’ll crawl up over the run area and provide some shade. For now, there’s a piece of tarp (really an old museum banner) providing shade and protection from the occasional rain shower.
The cold frame is in the foreground. We have some lovely tomato, bean and herb starts growing in there.
I cheated last night and made french onion soup from canned Wolfgang Puck onion soup and store-bought croutons. The organic Wolfgang puck onion soup and tomato soup are so good, I don’t even bother to try and make tomato or onion soup from scratch anymore.
I even made it with white cheddar cheese, because I didn’t feel like going to the store to get gruyere. At least it was extra delicious biodynamic cheddar. The nice crust on the top is because I also sprinkled it with a little panko right at the end of broiling.
My favorite…
I think the magical secret to my Bolognese is that I deglaze with sweet vermouth. There’s something about vermouth and tomatoes that creates this magical umami.
Ingredients: Olive oil, bacon, celery, onion, fennel, ground pork, garlic, sweet vermouth, tomato paste, chicken stock, half and half, semolina spaghetti
The chicks are all moved in and enjoying their new found freedom in a cage. It’s a little windy today, so they’re only venturing out into the run when the wind dies down. Otherwise, they tend to hunker back in the area underneath the coop in a little chicken puddle. They figured out how to come outside without our help this morning, but they haven’t figured out how or when to go in to the coop on their own.
They’re really not chicks anymore. They’re more like mini-chickens. At this point I’m pretty sure they’re all pullets, even though two of them are threatening to be roosters.
Coco does this “silent crowing” thing, especially if I sing to her…it’s like she’s singing along. But, everything else about her is hen-like. It’s not unheard of for hens to act the rooster role when there aren’t any roosters around. I think she just considers herself the alarm-sounding chicken, even if it is just a silent alarm.
Bunny has a short tail and a reddish tinge to her comb. But, she’s the smallest of the bunch and feathering like a hen. She’s really the only one I feel like I might have to wait and see…
Anyhow, all is happy in chicken-land.
