Went out this morning to discover that once again, I do not know shit and one of those eggs was a good one and I had five little chicks whereas yesterday I had four. Not a great picture but I was trying to get all five babies in the shot. Anyway, I'm giving the rest of the eggs a few more days. I'd hate to murder the unborn.
(Eye roll.)
Here's the most interesting thing I saw on my walk this morning.
Now THAT'S a scarecrow.
She'd scare me, at least.
A little after lunch, Jessie and Vergil and the boys came out and Mr. Moon came home from work. Vergil had generously agreed to help my husband with the electricity situation for the dryer and he did. The boys liked the baby chicks.
I asked August what we should name this one and he said, "Dixie" which is the name of one of Jessie's chickens but Dixie Chick is a great name and there's plenty of room in the world for at least two of them. So Dixie she shall be. I swear, Darla does NOT want me to pick up her babies. She pecks me aggressively.
I don't really blame her although you'd think that by now she'd know that I am not much of a threat to her or her babies.
After the electricity project, the men moved on to a boat-steering project. What I had thought was going to be a two-hour max situation has turned into something else entirely which is fine. I wrapped up my pig roast in banana leaves (yes, really) and aluminum foil and put it in a ceramic crock in a very slow oven and that's cooking but it's not going to be ready for a supper so I'm improvising with other leftovers to create an entirely new menu item which will serve four adults and two children. Luckily, that is my magic talent.
Levon's magic talent is playing ball on the steps with his mother.
I spent so many hours with Owen doing that same thing.
August and I have read books and we've all played outside but had to come in because it is buggy and hot as hell.
So that's the quick report.
Oh! Here's a beetle I found in my library today.
You know, I've seen some large beetles in my life but that one sort of astonished me. I wrapped it up in that paper towel and set it outside. The chickens came to examine it and a few actually pecked at it but it was too big for them.
Florida. Such a great place to live.
Love...Ms. Moon
THAT is one lovely bug! I am not sure it should be so big, size of a small dog! One thing about where we live is there is nothing poisonous or scary out there in nature, discounting the usual wild life that minds it's own affairs. Ticks , of course and mosquitoes, but nothing huge , invading our libraries- and nothing stalkery, other than creepy men on the trails...Still cold here, you would need a parka!
ReplyDeleterhinoceros beetle!
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I think it might have been a triceratops beetle. It has that non-smooth back. But I have no real idea.
DeleteA chicken resistant bug! Good for it, I suspect. A cockroach beetle.
ReplyDeleteI watched a two-day old chick dispatch a small roach yesterday. But the grown hens would not touch this guy.
DeleteIt's just astonishing to look at another child sitting on those steps in your house, knowing that we've been reading here and watching for over ten years!
ReplyDeleteI know, Elizabeth! It's crazy to me.
Deletethat beetle is gargantuan! Yikes! If the chickens won't eat it.........it must not be a good one. Happy for your chick hatching..... Darla? Dearie? I can't remember which one is the Mom......is doing a good job of it, as I would expect. the scarecrow is awesome.....as is Levon on those steps..... your cup overfloweth
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Darla is the mother. Not that it really matters. She's being okay as a mother. I'll talk more about that on my post this evening.
DeleteThat scarecrow made me laugh. I guess it's a woman.
My cup does overflow. Sometimes not with things I'd like it to but that's life. When it comes to grandchildren, definitely yes!
I love that Beetle, and FLA can be nice but my AC is broke so it is too hot...Sweet dreams to you.
ReplyDeleteOh no, e! I live in dire fear that my AC will break. I don't think I could take it at this point.
DeleteThe biggest Beatle was Paul at 5'11". Ringo was the smallest Beatle at 5'8". Perhaps you could name the remaining four chicks after The Beatles. Dixie Chick could be their road manager.
ReplyDeleteOnly roosters get named for male musicians around here. I've had Elvis, Mick, Ringo and now Liberace. Elvis was the king. I still miss that big old bird. He was such a good rooster.
DeleteThat is quite an impressive beetle. I wonder what kind it is? Glad Darla is being a protective mom. We knew she'd take that job seriously. :)
ReplyDeleteAccording to my unofficial internet research, that beetle is Phileurus truncatus, the Triceratops beetle. For what it's worth.
DeleteI think you are right. And Darla is definitely being protective. And that is her job.
Deletewhoa, that is a big beetle. do different colored chicks come out of the different colored eggs?
ReplyDeleteYes. I'm going to talk about that in tonight's post.
DeleteLevon laughing on the stairs. What joy!
ReplyDeleteHe is a happy boy. I love him so.
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