I live with my Mom and Dad and their weimaraner "Spencer". My Dad has multi infarct dementia

We all come from Vermont and we grew up during the 60's and 70's. One of our favorite things is cooking and so we try and stay sane by writing about cooking. I have an old cookbook from Rutland VT called "Out of Vermont Kitchens that we are going to try and cook from and see what the food tastes like.

The cookbook has some prepared foods in some of the recipes. But we will try and adapt them perhaps to modern cusine.

We also try other recipes but will dive into our Vermont roots as often as we can.

Marion Ballou Smith
The daughter of Orris and Margaret (Mageen) Ballou, Marion Ballou Smith grew up in Rutland, Vermont, graduated from Mount Holyoke College (1914), and taught botany and mathematics. In 1927 she married Esme A.C. Smith, a businessman in Rutland. Active in local business and civic affairs, Smith was the co-compiler, with Alice Chaffee Bowker and Ruth Sutton, of a fund-raising cookbook entitled Out of Vermont Kitchens, published in 1939, to benefit the Trinity Mission of Trinity Church in Rutland, and the Women's Service League of St. Paul's Church in Burlington, Vermont.

4.12.2010

Li'l Besterds!!

We put them out tonight in the barn and up in the loft. On the storage site. I wanted to put them up in the straw but with the heat lamp going and that little guard protector, my mother ops for the storage area free from straw. Not that it would matter.

The house was becoming thick with their dust. Ah... nasty li'l things they are...but so damn cute.

So I will say a prayer that the chicks survive the night inside a steel cattle trough covered in pine shavings and a gore-tex tarp over a couple of plastic planks. I put the water way up on a tower I made out of old bricks so they wouldn't stop up the water system with all that pine shavings. And then under the heat of the 75 watt bulb, I gotta hope they stay at least at 70 degrees body temp. Then I'm reading about this bacteria...begins with c 'osis of some kind that comes from their shite. The chances of getting it are high in my circumstances. I'll have to investigate anti-biotics for them just in case. I hope too I don't burn the barn down. OMG. This sucks. I could'a had a V8. Chicks looked fine tonight. Hope tomorrow they will still be there within an intact barn.

So thats why Denis I have to get a few more or at least try. You want to gurantee some good layers and as time goes by, the older layers lay less so I would have to cull some of them. I had to kill a chick (well chicken) that I raised last week. It was very had to do. She was such an outcast and the rest of them were picking at her more and more. It was best to send her over the chicken rainbow bridge.

I'm also going to get 12 meat chickens. They are called Freedom Rangers that sounds like something Hugh Jackman played in. They take over 12 weeks vs the nasty, stinky mutant cornish x's that are born mentally challenged but taste real good. The Freedom Rangers can be pastured and are said to be the best tasting chicken. They are an old heirloom breed and forage well and cost not so much to raise.

I will try the Freedom Rangers and hopefully they will survive my mistakes. I'll say more prayers for the barn tonight.
Posted by Kimberly at 7:55 PM

1 comment:

Matt Sutkoski said...

Hope the chicks survived the night.
You have been busy! Seems like you're single-handedly operating a big farm.

April 14, 2010 at 9:23 AM

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