Olio: a miscellaneous collection of things.
The snow finally stopped during the night without any more accumulation. Three days of snow showers and only a couple of inches accumulated. Then the bottom fell out of the thermometer and we awoke to a very cold, windy 10ºf with negative wind chills. This was the warmest morning we will see until sometime next week. The sun is bright and the snow is melting off, even though it is only in the low 20’s outside. When I opened the coop this morning, hoping to entice the birds outside after three days, they wanted no part of the idea. Their food and water were outside, they were inside. After delivering Grandson A to his two hour late bus, I conceded to putting their food and water back inside, but leaving the pop door open, hoping that they would finally venture outside. When I was doing this, I notice that one of the hens had a bloody head and was still bleeding. I couldn’t figure out what was going on and had no way to treat her at the time.
We took Granddaughter N to her favorite lunch place and on to Tractor Supply so that I could purchase some Blue Kote, hoping to catch the hen, evaluate and treat her problem. She is one of my smaller Buff Orpingtons and I feared she was being pecked in the confined coop. Of course, when we got home, the birds were all out of the coop and scratching in the garden, having made a path through the snow to the bare spots. Entering the garden, they all moved back to the run and about 2/3 of them reentered the coop, allowing me to shut them in and catch the injured hen. It looks like maybe she had some frostbite on her comb that got pecked or knocked and no serious injury. She was cuddled, wrapped in a towel and cleaned up with a soft warm wet rag, dried off, her comb and the top of her head treated with Blue Kote and she was re-released into the run and soon joined by the other birds. I will just have to keep an eye on her for a while.
The daily egg production is averaging 3 now with an occasional day with 4. With 8 hens, that isn’t bad. I don’t know if the next few very cold days and 3 more days of expected snow in the next 5 will affect that production or not. I guess time will tell. One of the young roos must go. I have put an ad for him on one of the Farm Animal Groups in Facebook. If there are no takers, he will likely become soup at some point. I just don’t have enough hens to warrant two cocky fellows in the coop.
My handspun sweater body is now 18 inches long from the shoulder. The pattern calls for 40 more rows, but my torso is long, so I will wait to judge the length as I get closer to the last few rows and add more if necessary. The sock has not received much attention of late as I have been doing most of the driving and less of the riding except after dark and I don’t play with sharp metal sticks with tiny stitches in the dark.
I found out last night that I will be a vendor at this month’s spinning retreat, so last night the newest batches of soap were banded.
The soaps were reorganized into unscented and scented boxes as I am only allowed to bring the unscented ones into the conference room, the rest will be in my room for interested parties. The lotion bar tins and salve tins and jars were reorganized, the cute little blackboard identification tags were sorted, some reworked, so that I will take a supply of product and still have room for my spinning wheel, fiber, knitting, suitcase, a cooler and space for my roommate’s items she will also vend, her wheel, fiber, suitcase and other miscellany. I am ready for a few days of fun with this adult group. I am hopeful to sell enough of my goods to pay for the weekend, at least strongly supplement it and leave me a little to buy from other vendors. I haven’t been to the Knit night group in months with the various activities involving the family at night and haven’t been to the Spinning Group since just before Christmas. Knitting, spinning and reading are my escape from the daily routine and they should be a priority for me to take care of me but as a wife, parent, and grandparent, that is often not the case.