Thursday, November 28, 2013

Sweetgrass turkey at Litengård

For in Truth the Turkey is in Comparison [to the bald eagle] a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original Native of America... He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on. ~ Benjamin Franklin

I never tire of watching our turkeys.  We raised 28 this year - 5 commercial broad-breasted whites and 23 heritage - a variety of breeds including Blue Slate, Jersey Buff, Tiger Bronze, Chocolate Pencilled Palm and the above pictured Sweetgrass.

these Jennys are "on the fence" about celebrating Thanksgiving

These intensely curious birds are endlessly fascinated by the buttons and rivets on my farm pants and even remember which pocket I keep my gardening gloves in.  Sneaking a glove out of my leg pocket is a favorite game, which always leads to a game of keep-away.

It is impossible to be sad in the turkey paddock, and I have often escaped from the stresses of my modern world with a visit to their primitive one.  They are by far the most beautiful and engaging birds on the farm.

Sweetgrass hen checks out the rabbit tractors

And although it saddened me greatly when we took 14 of our flock to the processor to grace the tables of several of our family and friends this year, my heart is gladdened by the thought that the turkeys upon those tables lived as good a life as any turkey could ever expect to live - safe from predators, with fresh clean air and sunshine every day, on green grass, chasing crickets and moths and my yellow gardening gloves across the paddock.

Sweetgrass turkey tail feathers

Today I will once again sit in the presence of my little flock, listening to their chirrups like overgrown tree frogs, and be grateful for all of the wonderful blessings in my life.

Oh, and my flock wanted me to share this joke with you:

Why did the turkeys cross the road?

Flock of turkeys at Litengård farm

To prove they weren't chicken!

Cheers -

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Jenny the Silkie-Ameraucana chicken who thinks she's a turkey

This is Jenny.  We hatched her out of a bantam blue egg laid by our bantam Ameraucana Jazzmine. Apparently her papa was Poppy the black Silkie.

So she has real chicken feathers like her mama (unlike Silkie feathers which are more like fluff) but black colored like her papa, extra toes like her papa, black skin like her papa, feathers on her feet like her papa, and lays bantam blue eggs like her mama.

She grew up with our Sweetgrass turkey flock and has only been with turkeys her entire life.

So we named her "Jenny," since a Jenny is a female turkey hen, and she thinks she's a turkey.

Cheers -
Gypsy Farmgirl writes about Jenny the Silkie-Ameraucana chicken

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Dragon carrots harvested from the gardens at Litengård

My gardens since moving to the Little Farm have been perpetually behind.  Slow to get planted, slow to get weeded, slow to get harvested.

gorgeous colors inside and out on these Dragon carrots from Seed Savers Exchange

Despite this fact, I still seem to get a lot of things harvested out of it.

Like these gorgeous Dragon carrots, dug out on November 17.

Out of the mud.


Cheers -
Gypsy Farmgirl harvests Dragon carrots

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