I promise the adventures are ongoing....

Yeah, its been a while since I posted.  The problem is when there is the most to post about, you have the least amount of time to post.  So much has gone on in the past month, not just with our homestead, but also with our church.  My husband and I have spent a lot of our time helping out with renovation our new church building.  From the homesteader perspective, it has been cool to help out because I have seen how to do things like frame walls, put up drywall, run wires, tile a floor.  Hopefully now that I've seen it, with a good how to book, I'd be able to do a lot of those things.

We have also started our spring crops.  We had peas, broccoli, cabbage, onions and swiss chard in the garden and tonight, my husband and I planted potatoes, beets and carrots.  It is supposed to rain for the next several days so everything should get a nice healthy drink.

Our chickens are still laying and really are the same as before.  We have had trouble getting a hold of baby chicks because the hatchery has been sold out every opportunity I have had to drive and get them (the hatchery is a little over an hour away).  Honestly, with all the work the garden has been and all the hours we have put into the church, it is probably better that the chicks have been sold out.

Our rabbits have finally taken off this spring.  Two weeks ago Rapunzel had a litter and two of them are still living.  She always has small litters, but seems to have a high survival rate.  Ruby unexpectedly had a litter Saturday.  My husband found her just as she was finishing birthing and hurried and put a nest box in and moved all the babies into it.  Today when I checked, two were still living and looking pretty good, which means she is taking care of her litter.  Ruby's date with the pressure cooker has been postponed....

Our little dog Oscar died.  It was for the better.  He really was the dog no one wanted.  My husband's cousin rescued him and we took him in and prolonged his life a year and a half longer than it would have.  He couldn't control his bowels or bladder and always hobbled on one of his back legs.  Psychologically he wasn't quite right either.  For a dog that had never been fixed, he was extremely meek and passive.  He died with his friend Shadow, the huge Labradoodle that no one wants either, but we still have.  When did we become a home for dogs no one wants?  I will miss Oscar.  He was the only animal that I felt myself get close to loving...until he would pee all over my clean laundry.

BTW...I may start trying to update my blog Twitter style so that I post things more often and then when I get a chance, go back and write on the more interesting things.  I still have to post pictures, don't I?  Darn satellite internet!!!