I’m such a lover of frozen fruit. Have you ever tried freezing grapes, melon and bananas? They are a fave around here and this past week, I wanted to create a delicious, healthier, summer treat for the kids. Instead of calorie-filled ice cream, these frozen chocolate banana pops were a breeze to make. When I was little my Mom used to freeze the bananas that were on the edge of tossing. Later, she’d give them to us frozen or use them for banana bread. Nothing ever went to waste in our household. Last week, my daughter had a sleepover with her friend, little did she know that I had popped in some bananas the night before. While they slept the bananas were freezing.
Fudge is a holiday classic around here and we love to make during this time of year as gifts for friends and family treats. This recipe is easy and you can certainly substitute any type of chocolate chips. Try your own combinations including mint chips, butterscotch, semi-sweet chocolate and white chocolate. Our favorite is peanut butter!
I don’t have hands that are soft as a baby’s bottom. My hands are continually used and I am rough on them. I get them dirty in the garden, in the chicken coop, at work and with the kids. I wash my hands a lot. There are are times that I treat myself to a manicure, but my manicures are short lived. Inevitably, the polish begins to chip away the next day.
My husband named this recipe. It is so incredibly addictive that it is hard to pull yourself away from it and stop eating. Delicious and not too sweet, this recipe is amazing. I make it during the holidays every year. Now, you too can make it and share in our tradition.
I used to have to hold him like a baby on his back and remind him who was the “boss”.
He was a gorgeous fellow that looked out so carefully for his girls. We just could not keep him, as he took his job too seriously. I waffled with the decision for months. I did my best to keep him. My experiences with Chocolate made me realize how much I truly do love these chickens as my pets. I don’t think,even though I have tried, I will or could ever forget.
Photo Credit: GLC
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|Oyster Cracker and Sunshine~3 days old|
Sometimes I find myself outside next to the coop or watching the girls free-range. Often, I lose track of time, sitting there, just watching. Frankly, watching chickens is like watching a good t.v. show and I find it not only incredibly therapeutic but relaxing!
Chicken t.v. is always different. You never know what will happen and each time you tune in, you learn something new about your flock. Plus, we have all sorts of genres occurring out there! When Chocolate was still with us, it was like watching a romantic comedy. He was a big flirt. He would lure the girls over with treats. Some of the girls adored him, and others, like Oyster Cracker, never fell for his charms. Instead, she often treated his advances like one would treat a bad date.
We have westernlike showdowns too. Lately, these showdowns have been occuring more frequently as the mini-chickens are finding their place in the pecking order. First, they meet head on. Then, they move their heads side to side. If no one steps down, then they elongate their necks and stand as tall as they can. Finally, someone gives, the other receives a peck and life continues on like nothing ever happened.
We also have game shows too. These are the funniest times when the girls are playing with their treat ball. The wire ball is filled with goodies like a halved apple, a head of broccoli, or a large juicy tomato. The girls take turns wacking it like a pinata. It swings wildly and sometimes spins. It is a game to the girls. It keeps them occupied and gives them tasty rewards. This is one of my favorite things to watch.
We also have dramas. Sometimes, they are like a good medical show. If you saw yesterday’s post Sunshine had an injury that we had to tend to. Sometimes they are like a mystery, like when Dolly fooled the girls with her disappearing act! Sometimes, they are even sad, like day we rehomed Chocolate and Meesha. Some days are filled with drama, complete soap operas.
Finally, we have an occasional Broadway musical, mostly from Tilly. The girls will sing their little hearts out. Some are altos and some are sopranos. Some sing lead and others back-up. I think that Tilly does most of the singing, especially when new treats come or she is laying an egg, or she wants to free range.
I love chicken t.v.!
Well, we knew that it was going to be inevitable. Barnstable now has a law regarding chickens. With the popular trend of gentleman farming and people starting to keep backyard flocks of their own, it only took a few careless chicken keepers to force the hand of the lawmakers in the Town of Barnstable. With the assistance and guidance of the Barnstable Agricultural Commission, a new law regarding poultry keeping in the town was passed and will become effective come the beginning of June 2011.
Complaints have been few but those that have occurred have been difficult for mediators and town officials to resolve without having any laws to assist them with their efforts. Noise caused by roosters has been the issue. Can you believe that people in our town have gone so far as to tape record their rooster’s crowing and play it back to the neighbors at extreme volumes? Well, it happened. So, now we have new regulations.
The new regulation is only in regard to roosters. There are no laws or restrictions to keeping a flock of hens in your backyard. You can continue to keep your flock. The new law will enforce individuals living on less than 5 acres to only keep 1 rooster. Unless you live on 2 acres or more and can show $1000 farming profit on your property, you cannot keep more than one. All rooster will need to be housed and locked up between the hours of 7pm and 7am. In addition, there are similar guidelines for noise complaints based upon the Dog Noise Ordinance in the town.
The law no longer applies to Tilly’s Nest as we have rehomed Chocolate, but I must say that he became incredibly symbolic to me while we tried to reach a fair and reasonable ordinance. He represented backyard roosters. We practiced good rooster management and our neighbors adored him. He was one of the reasons why I became involved and eventually became a member of the Agricultural Commission. It was important for me to make sure that people who were considerate with their rooster would be able to keep them and not be penalized for the behavior of a few bad eggs.
Well, sometimes the best laid plans can change.
After I finished posting yesterday, my friend with the farm called and asked when I was going to bring my chickens over! Her ears must have been ringing! She also asked about Chocolate and if I was ready to bring him too.
|Past Winter, reminding Chocolate who is boss by cradling him on his back.|
I went through the motions almost trying to numb the reality that today was going to be the day that Chocolate would be rehomed. Chocolate became very symbolic to me. He helped me advocate with the town to allow individuals to keep backyard roosters. He graces the cover on the Agricultural Commission brochure that I helped to create. He also served his flock well, protecting and warning his girls from danger. He is the father of our first brood.
I caught him and gave him the most love that I could. As tough as it was, I placed him in the box. I also decided that Meesha our little Silkie girl who has been broody for over 2 months was going to need a change of environment if she was going to survive. Sitting in the nesting box had made her very thin. As much as I could, I intervened but it was just not enough to break her broody spell. Next, I took all of the chicks from the brooder except for one of Dolly and Chocolate’s chicks and Dottie Speckles. I placed them in another box.
We drove over to the farm and the little Silkie Chicks went right into the run with my friend’s twenty or so baby silkies of mixed ages. Soon they blended in so well and seemed so happy that they were no longer decipherable. They were happy. Next Chocolate and Meesha were placed in their very own cage. I had done it. Chocolate could no longer try and harm my daughter. Meesha would be nursed back to health and the babies were now in a large chicken daycare waiting to find new homes.
Later that evening, Dottie Speckles and our little Silkie newly named Fifi joined the larger flock under the cover of the night. I placed them in the nesting box with Dolly.
Photo Credit: GLC
|Eight weeks old|
Tomorrow the Silkie Chicks will be 8 weeks old and Dottie Speckles will be 5 weeks old. The Silkies are looking all grown up and have just about completed their awkward teenage stage. I am planning on moving them all outside over the next couple of days. I utilized the extra coop that I had as a brooder, so transitioning that coop outside should be relatively smooth.
Today, I took out one of the female Silkie chicks to walk on the grass and have her meet the larger flock. She looks so tiny compared to the rest of them. Tilly, Oyster Cracker and Chocolate were the first to meet her. Chocolate stood watch observing while Tilly and Oyster Cracker pecked the poor little thing on the neck. Then they just stared at the little girl. I scooped her up soon realizing that she was going to need to be bigger to defend herself against these girls. I will probably have to wait until they are about 20 weeks old or the same size as the other Silkie hens to be sure they are integrated safely with the large flock.
|Stretching to meet an ant|
We have decided on keeping one female. My friend sells Silkies in the next town over and offered to sell the Silkies for me. I was very pleased when she told me this. Somehow, knowing that the little Silkie chicks will go to a good home will make the transition and parting with them so much easier.