We are back from our Oregon trip. We had a great time exploring the towns of Roseburg, Portland and Ashland. As I’m sitting here, I’m hearing our bantam cochin rooster Peepers cockadoodle doo. This is why I’m writing today, as I’m frustrated with our farm.
I am supposed to be relaxed and all rested up from our vacation. It was stressful getting the farm ready to leave for our two son’s to take over. My husband even made an extra large coop for our garage, so the kids wouldn’t have to truck the chicks up the hill and down the hill every day.
Everything went smoothly while we were away. I’m not complaining, but we have a lot to maintain here with all of our chickens, plants, vegetables and fruit trees. Just before we left, the ground squirrels destroyed many branches off my fairly new bing cherry tree. The cherries weren’t even ripe yet, and these damn rodents snapped off fragile limbs of this poor tree. They also destroyed a six foot hollyhock perennial that was just getting ready to bloom. They are biennials and take a year and a half to bloom.
The hard part is that these critters reproduce quickly. I saw a new group of babies eating my collard, broccoli, strawberry patch finding a new home just underneath the bed. They make a constant loud shriek noise that drives me crazy. Last year was the first year we discovered them here on the farm. They’ve always lived in the open space, just not right behind our yard. They ate all of my pumpkin plants and much more.
This year, not only are we putting cages under our plants to protect from the gophers, but we are also keeping wire and netting above and around each plant. This becomes tedious and a real chore especially for my husband who helps me a lot. I get upset when these precious leaves from expensive plants get eaten even when they have protection around them. It’s practically impossible to grow anything. Yet, I keep trying because I love growing my own food.
In today’s world, I feel it is especially important to know where your food is coming from. This is also why I have chickens and am able to get fresh eggs from them. It’s not easy caring for them. I’m always hyper aware of any weird noise from them in case there is a predator near them.
Since we have been home, we’ve learned three of our chicks are roosters. We took a chance when we bought them from Alchemist Farm in Petaluma. Only one of the breeds were guaranteed to be hens and those were the Bielefelders. Luckily, we will still have three hens that will grow up with our three other 2.5 year old chickens Mabel, Mary Kate and Bee Bee.
Bee Bee is having the hardest time acclimating to the new chicks. She keeps attacking them and chasing them and I’m scared she will hurt them. I wasn’t worried about having roosters because I’ve been told they are welcome at the ranch in Auburn where Scooby went two years ago. We learned the sad news two weeks ago that a coyote got Scooby. We loved that rooster, but know that these things happen and we have to harden our hearts so we don’t get too attached.
Today, I learned the Auburn ranch cannot accommodate our three roosters. I cannot keep them, even though two of them happen to be my favorite. Peepers and Tweety are the small feathered Bantam Cochins and I’ve tried really hard not to fall in love with them. We didn’t do enough research before selecting them, because they will have quail sized eggs. And mostly I’m worried how they will adapt on the next farm being so small.
I let the older chickens run free in my garden where they are the happiest. They are finding bugs, worms and eating to their hearts desire. I see a female deer behind the house in the open space and they don’t seem to mind the ground squirrels.
Of course I still have to worry a hawk might get them when they are in the unprotected part of the garden. I’m trying to be brave and let nature take its course since I can’t be with them every second.
Am I meant to be a farmer? I’m still not sure. Maybe I will cut a flower arrangement for my mom and bring them to her. I will need to find a farm to re home our roosters as well.
Before I go, I’d better fill you in on the last two days in Portland. After dropping off my husband at work, I drove to Saint Honore’ Boulangerie. I sat and watched the bakers roll out the sourdough loaves while enjoying half of an apple pastry, half of a lemon blueberry pastry and half of a Kouigin-aminn. I’ve been following this place on Instagram for some time and couldn’t wait to taste their offerings. They also sold quiches, panini’s,a few types of baguette sandwiches like what you see in France. I found two consignment stores in the Nob Hill district called Simple & Just and Seams To Fit. I found a few new summer dresses that I could afford since they were half the price. I was the first customer at Seams to Fit since that day was their opening day. The women there were helpful and patient with me while I shopped for a couple of hours. I had to re park my car, so I didn’t get a ticket. I love buying second hand items. I haven’t bought anything from a department store in years.
Just down a few blocks was another great shopping area. I found Oregon Weedery and was happy to purchase edible gummies to help me sleep, stativa seeds and an indica cannabis oil so I can make my own treats. I love checking out these stores whenever I travel. Each one has something new and different and I enjoy learning more about the herb and what it offers. They sold CBD Transdermal patches by Synergy Skin Worx. Peak Extracts Rescue Rub looked interesting too. I didn’t know you could buy a cannabis infused bath bomb either. Who knew? Here’s another blog on cannabis from the last time we traveled to Portland in case you want to hear about Electric Lettuce. I experienced a black lavender fog tea drink at Steven Smith Teakmaker to help me stay awake. I grabbed a piece of pizza across the street at Escape from New York Pizza and loved every bite. The Meadow sold cool gifts like flower arrangements, chocolates, salts, cookbooks and bitters.
On my way to pick up my husband, I drove past Elephants Delicatessen and had to go in. This business has been around for over 43 years and it is something special. They offer specialty items and have a soup bar, a deli case, a dessert bar and more. I found my favorite salted caramel chocolate bar from Wildwood Chocolate and bought two. Lastly, I ran into Papa Haydn Restaurant and took a photo of their delicious dessert display. I saw some sort of marion berry filled torte with white chocolate shards, a lemon citrus cake with vanilla frosting a raspberry gateau and peanut brittle. Wow. I hope we can eat there when we travel to Oregon again someday.
Thanks for reading.
Teri