18 Aug 2004
Snowed Under

I've been busier than a one-legged man in a butt kicking contest. Harvest season is in full swing: we put up forty quarts of frozen corn last weekend - this weekend it's tomatoes (with any luck) and beans. That was in addition to going to the markets, where we actually sold more, dollar wise, at our local market Saturday morning than we did at the one in Indy on Friday evening.

No new chicks yet: McMurray rescheduled my order to ship the first week of September, and I've been frantically trying to find birds sooner, as that will put us into the first week of November before we can take them to processing. I really can't cancel the order: I've already bought and mixed the feed!

Hammerstead website sales are picking up, too. That's encouraging. Plus some special orders: I cleaned, sanded and shipped two drinking horns over the weekend - made $40 for about an hours work. It's real important to us to use all of the animals we take to slaughter: I can't say it's a religious imperative, but it's close. I guess I just hate waste.

To top it all off, I cleaned out the "medical stall" in the big barn today, in preparation for running the winter chickens. We'd turn it into an extension to the indoor "coop" if required, and we hadn't cleaned it out since last fall. I took three pickup truck loads to the compost pile, and it was heavy stuff too. Then I delivered some corn to Indy, and on the way back the beater truck broke a radiator hose. What a pain in the ass!

So, forgive me, but I'm off to play some Doom (just Doom II - no cash for the new one - yet!) before bed. Vent a few frustrations!

I should resume my "normal" schedule of blogging tomorrow: lot's has been going on, indeed, I've just not had time or energy to sit at the keyboard and sort it for comment.

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