Once Shonda had cleared her head, thought about it, I was already about 20 chickens and months into this, in my head. I have read, and continue to, every ounce I can get on this. I don’t have any other way. I learn like I was coached. I’ll take it all in, use what feels right and get the ideas from the smartest folks.
To date I’ve been incredibly lucky.
So here’s the homestead as of today.
Next up I’ll let you meet the 24 ladies who will settle in Tombstone ahead of the youngins’ coming up behind.
So after all the tragedy and drama, and some healing. Gretchen reached out and let me know I could ‘replace’ any of the ladies I lost. So after losing a total of 9, I got 20 more. (Chicken math…)
Here’s a look at their first few weeks in the Schilling household. They grow so dang fast!
NONE of these girls are named (but I think there may be a Rooster in the bunch (one of the Barred Rocks?).
If you know your stuff and spot a rooster please shout out!!
Without further ado, the new (nameless) Schilling girls…
So there they were, newbies!
Now fast forward a few weeks and damn how they’ve grown:) Check out the hair….
You ever see one of these?
Not a trick question. Ya, they’re vanilla air fresheners, likely seen in a NYC cab. I read on this blog article that these would help keep flies away. In addition to her other suggestions, I gave this one a whirl.
Now let me set this one up. My coop, and area, is in the shade of some pretty large trees, but there are areas of sunlight. Immediately behind my property, and the coop, is marsh, real, nasty, smelly conservatory marshland. It’s hot, it’s humid. My compost bin is just outside the run fencing too.
It is the Taj Mahal for flies and heat loving insects.
Guess what? I have not seen a fly in ANY area of my chickens, inside or outside the coop, in weeks. There are bugs for sure, at night it can get antsy, but flies? None. None when I open the compost bin to add poo, none around their poo outdoors, none around the fruit they savage when I let them have it, none. Now I’d make a case for it being a combo, but outside my coop I have done NOTHING but hang these unsightly yellow trees.
I love it when seemingly inane things turn out to be cool :)
Before I get to the introductions, and it’ll happen over 2 days. I wanted to give you an idea of life after baseball.
Some things will never change.
In pretty much the exact manner in which I prepared to pitch, I entered into this. I read, researched, read some more, made phone calls, talked to a poultry vet, read some more.
I wanted to be as prepared and informed as possible, and I am. I am also learning tons as I go thanks to the amazing ladies and the advice and info they’ve given me.
I’ll start off by showing some ‘baby photos’, some of which will be painful. I lost 7 of the girls to a pet dog who, while I wanted to kill her, I knew she was trying to ‘play’ with them. I lost all of my young polish, a gorgeous blue cochin as well, and one of my bantam frenchies (Mille fleur d’uccle). Pronounced Millee-de-Flur dew clay.
It was a very hard lesson to learn, and it happened again to 2 others not long after.
As of today I think the pen is borderline Ft Knox, to get into or out of.
I’ll introduce you to the Schilling pets as well, and there’s a neat little surprise at the end.
I’m raising chickens. Yep, that’s no typo, it’s for real, I’m a farmer… Well not a farmer but I have chickens. I am going to blog about it, and some life stuff I think. Will get the ‘story’ started here this week.
My 15 year old son is on the spectrum of autism.
Can we just change that word from Autism to world changing brilliance?
I am unsure of any way I could be more proud of any of my kids, ever.
He just put this on his FB page…
I explored every social media site I possibly could to see if anyone could have any possible portrayal of what happened to my sister ( Gabriella Schilling ) that made her or my father ( Curt Schilling ) like the bad guy. Oh god how wrong i was, i wanted to see if anyone had the audacity to defend these trolls but no, for every single post about what happened with my father about stupid religious rants or his apparent “whining” ? About the hall of fame, there were so many posts that spoke about how he acted as though a father should.
If I ever saw a post that tried to defend them it was shut down almost IMMEDIATELY by those who clearly had more information and research about the topic rather than the air-headed kid acting like some higher authority and saying how wrong my father reacted. Never really have i seen so MANY people agree with my father and no matter who it was, White, Black, Jewish, Christian, Athiest, Yankee fan, Red Sox fan, 15 year old to 30 year old! I was so amazed with how much unity can amount when everyone realizes what really is important. Keeping family safe and sound when someone thinks they can just have their ‘fun’
I say this not just as a supporter of my father but a proud son and brother of both of them.
P.S : to those dudes who think that those ‘jokes’ were funny, have fun without a girlfriend, job and education because the lord knows you’ve learned more from my father than you have at school you illiterate monkeys. Threaten my sister, brothers, mom or dad and you can be well assured that I don’t just know my way around my computer but I’ll find a way into your’s to.
Love : The Autistic child who still knows how to act acceptably on social media and to other human beings ( Unlike yourselves ) and who dares you to come near my family with the same courage you had on twitter and say whatever you want to me because cowards have no place here, or anywhere for that matter.