Olio: A miscellaneous collection of things.
I haven’t done an Olio post in a while and the past week has been fitting of one today.
The remaining two littles aren’t so little anymore, but are still small enough to get through the welded wire fence and often spend more time outside of the enclosure than in it, avoiding the teenagers who don’t mess with them too much and the hens who are always trying to put them in their place. Momma is much less protective of them now, even though they are no longer isolated in the chicken tractor at night after the predator attack last week that killed their 4 siblings. The littles go into the big coop at night and tuck one under each wing of Momma.
The hen that abandoned her nest last weekend and then tried to steal the eggs back after I moved them was given her eggs back and she has been sitting ever since. She is the one in the middle nest above. The one on the left should start hatching tomorrow or Friday with the one on the right a day or two later and the one in the middle by Monday.
Daughter and I took measurements of the floor of the chicken tractor this afternoon and in a bit, Mountaingdad and I will be going out to do a garbage run and will buy a roll of chicken wire and 2 or 3 2X4’s so that I can put a doubled wire floor in the chicken tractor tomorrow in anticipation. I have 3 nesting boxes prepared to put inside as soon as the floor is in place and the three hens and their chicks will be moved as soon as hatching begins.
The garden is growing weeds faster than I can keep up with them. After having another squamous cell carcinoma removed last week, I don’t want to work out in the sun for too long. As it has been unseasonably hot I am not comfortable working for long in long sleeves and long pants. I quit using sunscreen after I read too many articles that indicate that most of them are carcinogenic.
The annual spring haying began Monday afternoon and they worked well into the dark by headlights after the monster tractor’s mower failed and they had to resort to a sickle bar on a smaller tractor. Yesterday afternoon they returned to get back to mowing and raking to work only a few minutes until it began to pour rain for about half an hour.
Again they are at it this afternoon, hoping to get up what has been mowed and mow and bale the remainder. Tomorrow and Friday are the best days this week for not getting rained on, but I guess they are hoping to avoid the thunderstorms today.
In the heat, I have stayed indoors much more than usual, reading Appalachian Daughter and now Yellow Crocus, knitting on my sweater when the house is cool enough to hold it in my lap.
The body is nearly done, just requiring a couple more inches and the ribbing, then I must decide what sleeve length to make. That will depend on how much yarn is left after the body. You can tell that it spends more time balled up in my knitting bag than in my lap by the wrinkles that will have to be blocked out later.
In the past few days, in order to free up some bobbins to resume spinning my Coopsworth from Hawk’s Nest retreat, I finally plyed the 4 bobbins that were full, creating another 421 yards of yarn to add to the 200 that were previously plyed, washed and dried.
I have over 600 yards spun and plied and have resumed spinning the remaining ounces. Once I know the total amount, I will determine what article to knit for me. It seems only appropriate that I should finally knit a garment for me from my handspun yarn. That was the reason for purchasing a full pound of the roving at the retreat. The last two skeins are soaking and are about to be hung to dry.
Today marks the day that grandson left for 7 weeks with his biological father picked him up for his summer visitation. It will be quiet and we will all miss him while he is away. His Mom, Daddy and little sister will especially be at odds for a while.