The store? At 7? In disbelief, I watched him go. What could he need from the store at this hour? We do need coffee filters, though…maybe he’s just sick of using the homemade filters I rigged up.
I continue getting the kids ready for school.
About 7:37, 8 minutes before he needs to take the kids to school, he opens the door, and….Wow! It must REALLY be almost spring! Listen to those birds chirping! It’s a beautiful, warming, sunny day, and as he tries to wriggle in through the crack in the door but not let in the onslaught of dogs under the age of 7 months in that are nosing their way past him. I can hear the beautiful chirping, I almost leap outside to bask in the sound.
Spring!!! At last! That means gardening and long summer days are just around the corner!
One of my favorite things is to see my husband’s face when he is full of joy…after the sound, that’s the next thing I noticed. His smile was huge, his eyes were smiling…and he was carrying…Spring?
In a box.
He had gotten the call from the Post Office at 5 am, unbeknownst to me, that our package had arrived. The package we’ve been anxiously awaiting, that was due yesterday…on President’s Day, when there’s no mail.
Somewhere around 37 live pios (pronounced: pee-ohs) and 1 unfortunate dead pio. That’s what we call them. In Spanish, the sound baby chicks make is “pio, pio, pio”, and our 6-year-old started calling them pios a few years back.
OK. You’re right. They make the same noise in any language…but, I guess you get my drift.
The white ones will be dinner in about 7 or 8 weeks…they are Cornish Cross birds that are bred for their meat and fast growth. Their legs also break under the weight of their huge breasts when they get older. We’ll see what we think of raising them, if we think they are able to live a “happy chicken life” before they hit the freezer. If not, we’ll raise different meat birds next time.
For now, this is our first experience raising chickens strictly for meat. We want to know where our meat comes from…and this seems to be the best way to do it. I’ll keep you posted.
The others…are for eggs. We need more of those.
And, these are two of my other favorite things…
And, Boy #2. Just before I shoo them out the door to school.
What a wonderful day!
– The Goat Cheese Lady
P.S. In about 7 or 8 weeks, we’ll need some help slaughtering dinner…any volunteeers?