tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26736089612708402082008-07-14T06:03:53.160-07:00Thomason Family FarmPeter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-25303456328707494622008-07-14T06:03:00.001-07:002008-07-14T06:03:53.172-07:00Good-bye GiGi AnnePeter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-14128494194595371132008-07-09T13:45:00.000-07:002008-07-09T13:46:20.982-07:00Important chicken Q & A for 2008:<div><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><b><i>Question: Why did the chicken cross the road?</i></b></span></span></span><b><i><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></i></b><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000080;">And the Answers: </span></span> </span></span></div> <div><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"></span></span> </div> <span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">DR. PHIL</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on 'THIS' side of the road before it goes after the problem on the 'OTHER SIDE' of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his 'CURRENT' problems before adding 'NEW' problems.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?3_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">OPRAH</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?4_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">GEORGE W. BUSH</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?5_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">COLIN POWELL</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road...</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?6_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">ANDERSON</span></span><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"> COOPER</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="color:#333333;"> - CNN:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?7_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">JOHN KERRY</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?8_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">NANCY GRACE</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?9_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">PAT BUCHANAN</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?10_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">MARTHA STEWART</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?11_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">DR SEUSS</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?12_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">ERNEST HEMINGWAY</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">To die in the rain. Alone.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?13_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">JERRY FALWELL</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth?' That's why they call it the 'other side.' Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media white washes with seemingly harmless phrases like 'the other side. That chicken should not be crossing the road. It's as plain and as simple as that.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?14_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">GRANDPA</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?15_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">BARBARA WALTERS</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?16_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">JOHN LENNON</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace. <br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?17_image.jpg" /><br /> <br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">ARISTOTLE</span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;">:</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?18_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">BILL GATES</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">I have just released eChicken2007, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken. This new platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&amp;&amp;^(C% ........ reboot.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?19_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">ALBERT EINSTEIN</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?20_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">BILL CLINTON</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?21_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">AL</span></span><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"> GORE</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="color:#333333;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">I invented the chicken!</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?22_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">COLONEL SANDERS</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Did I miss one?</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?23_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">DICK CHENEY </span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Where's my gun?</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><img src="http://1_multipart/?2_multipart?24_image.jpg" /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">AL SHARPTON</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;">:</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /> </span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:6;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12px;"> <br /></span></span>Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-44964769489048181242008-07-09T02:45:00.000-07:002008-07-09T02:50:10.718-07:00What are they thinking?<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.organicconsumers.org/articles/article_13332.cfm">http://www.organicconsumers.org/articles/article_13332.cfm</a><br /><br />Here is another interesting article contrasting conventional "industrial" farming with small scale, local, sustainable organic methods.<br /><br />What do you think?Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-39144078532976403262008-07-06T17:34:00.000-07:002008-07-07T05:47:34.890-07:00Gas Prices and the Return to City LivingIn his article entitled:<br /><h1> Fuel Prices Shift Math for Life in Far Suburbs</h1>New York Times writer Peter S. Goodman makes some important observations about the economics of living in suburbia as commuting to work and driving everywhere become more and more expensive. See the full article here:<br /><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/25/business/25exurbs.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin"> http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/25/business/25exurbs.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin</a>.<br /><br />The corollary of course, for those who read between the lines, is that the cost and availability of food hangs in the balance or, in the scales, so to speak, held by those who are manipulating the price of fuel with apparent impunity.<br /><br />Friends, the writing is on the wall and it says, "Start learning to grow your own food!"Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-72852389649903613652008-06-14T19:17:00.000-07:002008-07-06T17:54:06.643-07:00Home Egg DeliveryNot long ago I was delivering some eggs to one of our regular customers in my wife's four door Honda sedan and the woman commented about how nice it was to have home delivery. This reminded me of two other egg-men I have known over the years, both of whom have interesting stories.<br /><br />When we first moved to Ann Arbor in the mid-1970s we got connected somehow with Harold Sias, a long-time local farmer who lived west of town and used to come around with the trunk of his Ford full of eggs. We bought his eggs for years and were also invited out to his place occasionally to slaughter his hens who had stopped laying. I remember doing about a hundred one day and taking thirty or forty home to put in the freezer. I also bought a lamb from him one year for our Easter dinner which he dispatched with a 22 and I then butchered. He lived there with his wife Margaret, also from an old local farming family. She had grown up on a farm in northeast Ann Arbor which was eventually bought up by a developer but the family had retained ownership of the homestead itself. Harold and I went there one day to make some roof repairs and it struck me as very odd that this old farmhouse was surrounded by a modern subdivision.<br /><br />Walking into the house was like stepping back a hundred years in time. The kitchen had a cistern in it that received all the water collected by the eave troughs via a series of pipes, and the old pie safe in the cellar still held mason jars of canned foods even though no one had lived there for years. Lots of other personal effects were still there; it was as if they all just left everything right where it was and moved out as soon as they got the check from the title company.<br /><br />Another egg-man I knew was a gentleman farmer and his wife who lived outside of Asbury Park, New Jersey. My mother grew up in Asbury and, according to family legend, one day Henry Clay Folger II, heir to the Standard Oil fortune showed up peddling eggs from the back of his Rolls Royce and soon became a friend and benefactor. When I was still quite small, I was astonished when they came by my aunt's house and took me for a ride in what seemed like an impossibly luxurious automobile. How was it possible that my parents knew these people I asked?<br /><br />How do you get your eggs?Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-2210379662835764162008-06-06T03:25:00.000-07:002008-06-07T03:14:39.983-07:00The Need for a Local Farming RevolutionI get email from people around the country who are interested in urban and small farming questions. Here is one from a woman in northern Oakland County Michigan. I think that it shows quite clearly that there are more issues at stake here than just farming in the city for subsistence or for commercial reasons. The idea that you just need to move out "to the country" to do what we are doing just doesn't hold water anymore if we allow townships to do what is happening all over. Restrictions are being placed on land use everywhere which, in effect, pushes people to buy into the industrial farming system instead of raising food for themselves and their neighbors on small local farms:<br /><br />Dear Peter,<br />I have been reading your story on the blog – your struggles with your neighbor (Daniel), and now about your recent citation to appear in court. I just want you to know that you are in our thoughts and prayers and we support what you are fighting for. We will continue to monitor your situation and share with others locally, what they too must be prepared to fight for.<br /><br />Our township (in North Oakland County) is in the process of attempting to greatly reduce our ability to own chickens. They will at least allow (1) chicken per acre – isn’t that thoughtful of them? They unfortunately, passed the ordinance already (with no one’s awareness, of course) and it is due to go into effect the end of June (08) with a grandfather clause for those who already owned chickens exceeding this number. We just found out about this yesterday. The township planning meeting is this coming Tuesday, of which we will certainly be attending. We are at a loss as to why they have done this, since most of the township is a rural setting. There is a village within the township, but a very small one – at that. There are however, automotive executives (with much political clout) who have their country ‘estates’ here --- and my suspicious mind is a bit inflamed, I admit.<br /><br />We wish you well in your battle. It would just seem as if there should be something they (your city) can do --- some sort of adjustment that can be made, to accommodate their need to satisfy the concern for '...if we let YOU do it, then we'll have to let OTHERS do it' dilemma. Perhaps some sort of local committee of volunteers can form to monitor any others' attempt at this, and to assure that GAAMP is satisfied, if so.<br /><br />Economically - our society simply cannot continue with 'business as usual' ... but of course, the difficulty is in convincing others of that - isn't it? If there are any shreds of wisdom that you can toss our way – please do so. Thank you for your vigilance, and God bless…<br />DebraPeter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-91232354185393451332008-06-04T05:21:00.000-07:002008-06-05T02:55:53.718-07:00Chickens in Ann ArborCongratulations to Steve K and the City of Ann Arbor for approving their new ordinance. I hope things go well. Ironically, the same day the ordinance was approved in Ann Arbor I got a citation to appear in court within ten days regarding our urban farm flock of 44 chickens and our herd of 6 dairy goats.<br /><br />While doing some research recently, I found this quintessentially American quote attributed to the late urban legend Benchicken Franklin former president of the FRA:<br /><br />"They can take away my chickens and goats when they can pry them out of my dead, cold fingers."<br /><br />It was allegedly spoken as he was addressing a convention of the FRA while holding a chicken above his head and was met with wild cheers from his fellow members.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-67270820555078913422008-05-17T04:48:00.000-07:002008-05-17T04:48:11.319-07:00Fresh Goat's Milk for KefirThis is what we are getting for "morning Milk" from our two lactating does. Buckwheat, a yearling first freshener min-Nubian, is producing a quart after 11 hours of nightime separation. Dancer, Buckwheat's mother<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SC7F-WOcU5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1VYw-xpYUCY/s1600-h/IMG_2977.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SC7F-WOcU5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1VYw-xpYUCY/s320/IMG_2977.jpg" border="0" /></a>, is lagging behind but still putting out a solid half-quart. We are making this into kefir which is not only one of the best pro-biotic foods you can get but also gives the raw milk a longer shelf-life because the culture retards spoilage.<br /><br />The word is getting out that we have been given notice by the city to get rid of the goats and the chickens. Since a neighbor has complained the city stuck to its word and decided to try to enforce the existing ordinance. They had stated in the press that they would not try to enforce it unless this happened.<br /><br />For those who have been following the discussion at the blog<br /><br /><a href="http://markmaynard.com/index.php?blog=2&amp;title=ypsi_chickens&amp;page=1&amp;more=1&amp;c=1&amp;tb=1&amp;pb=1&amp;disp=single#c55583">http://markmaynard.com/index.php?blog=2&amp;title=ypsi_chickens&amp;page=1&amp;more=1&amp;c=1&amp;tb=1&amp;pb=1&amp;disp=single#c55583</a><br /><br />you know that the issue is really not what we are doing or that there is a problem with noise or anything else. The issue the neighbor has is with where we are doing it, specifically that it is next door to his rental property.There are of course two issues here: one is the Right to Farm - which will play out as this particular situation is considered in light of State and case law; the other is the question of local ordinances and how they can be amended so that people can raise their own food in an urban environment with impunity.This will be interesting...<br /><br />I expect to get a citation this week and then a notice to appear in court soon after.<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-13177859066181055172008-05-12T16:58:00.000-07:002008-05-12T17:19:38.455-07:00Small Plot Farms & Goat Milk Kefir<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SCjZqmOcU4I/AAAAAAAAAvE/uAva9U6--7M/s1600-h/IMG_2976.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SCjZqmOcU4I/AAAAAAAAAvE/uAva9U6--7M/s320/IMG_2976.jpg" border="0" /></a>Well, as you can see from the picture we are getting a decent amount of milk from the two girl goats. This gallon jar has two days' worth of milk in it and is being turned into kefir with the help of a culture we got from our dear goat breeder in Ohio. We are getting close to a guart and a half each day as a result of separating the moms from the kids at night for up to 12 hours. This allows the udder capacity to expand so that by morning they are ready for some real milking. They are very cooperative.<br /><br />On another note, I read a piece in Sunday's paper from the AP about the current worldwide debate on how to farm. It's worth reading:<br /><a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5jSdzJcwaAo5_GrTT6XKKBwPwmk-AD90ITUU80"><br />http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5jSdzJcwaAo5_GrTT6XKKBwPwmk-AD90ITUU80</a><br /><br />Despite what some economists say about bigger being better, there are those who believe that much of what we need <span style="font-style: italic;">can</span> be grown on a small scale on small farms. In particular, I liked the quote by Paul Polak, founder of International Development Enterprises, an aid group for improving the operations of small farms. He notes in saying this that of the 525 million estimated farms in the world, 450 million are <span style="font-style: italic;">less</span> than 5 acres. He says,<br /><br />"We need a revolution in small plot agriculture to allow farmers to grow the food they need to eat and to grow high value crops they can sell on the market to lift themselves out of poverty."<br /><br />I might add, this is precisely what the new small, mini, and micro farm movement is all about.<br /><div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-76583874482243725712008-04-29T11:14:00.000-07:002008-04-29T11:16:46.853-07:00Condolences to Ann Arbor Animal Lovers and Urban FarmersMy condolences go out to Steve Kunselman and others in Ann Arbor. They might do well to follow the lead of Ypsilantians in this case. AA city council has a history of believing it has authority over the exercise of various civil liberties and paying a steep price for its ill-considered actions.<br /><br />I was amazed that the word "indulge" was used by one councilperson to describe their posture towards those who want to raise their own food. They spoke as if the council, which is of course concerned with MUCH more important things, was deigning to spend its VERY important time allowing silly citizens to bother IT with an issue of so little importance or consequence.<br /><br />The last time I am aware of that the AA council dealt with an issue of civil liberties in that way it got smacked with about $30,000 in damages by the Federal District Court in Detroit. Something worth remembering and considering. The city attorney was completely humiliated by the Judge for even trying to defend the city's actions.<br /><br />My suggestion to anyone wanting to raise their own food is: "just do it, and do it really well."Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-66407658860075705042008-04-24T04:42:00.000-07:002008-04-24T06:45:41.351-07:00Treats for Teats<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SBCO6R4F3VI/AAAAAAAAAqc/EnVGsgWGReI/s1600-h/IMG_2921.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/SBCO6R4F3VI/AAAAAAAAAqc/EnVGsgWGReI/s320/IMG_2921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192807502240406866" border="0" /></a><br />Well the milking of the two dams has begun in earnest. The four kids born Easter weekend are now four-plus weeks old. We have cauterized horn buds twice and begun the castration process of the one buckling in our herd. The horn disbudding began when they were a week old using a modified soldering iron that reaches 950 degrees F and is used to literally burn down the emerging horns. We did it again this week to stop some scurs from growing by removing the tip from the soldering iron which I had ground flat, and thereby creating a tube about 1/2 inch in diameter that could be placed around the horn bud and make a circular burn. While we were doing this a number of the scabs that had formed over the buds from the first burning fell off. For the most part it looks like we have been successful with this method.<br /> <br /> The castrating of the buckling, who will either become dinner or a cart-pulling wether (a castrated goat) began with placing a very substantial but small band around his endowment with a special tool made for this process. All of the equipment cost less than $20 and was readily available at our local farm supply store. Over the next month or two, because the circulation has been cut off, I'm told that it will dry up and fall off. We'll see. We chose this method at the recommendation of our breeder who felt that because of the relatively low cost and not being invasive it was the way to get the most bang for your buck, so to speak.<br /> <br /> Treats for teats is the motto I have developed for the symbiotic relationship we have with our lactating does. I tell them, "If you want a treat in your bowl on the milking stand then it is your job to give me some milk." It's a trade-off. After three days Buckwheat (in the photo), our yearling doe, is jumping right up when I open the gate for her. Her mother, Dancer, is getting there too but more slowly. So far the milking is going slowly but they are getting used to me and I to them. I have high hopes since our breeder thinks we will eventually be getting about a 1/2 gallon a day out of the two of them.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-73248193521715806842008-04-07T15:12:00.000-07:002008-04-07T15:19:20.949-07:00City Dwellers Already Have the Right to Raise their own Food<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Tonight the city of Ann Arbor will vote on whether or not to change their animal control ordinance to allow chickens. For my response to this initiative follow the link to the article in today's Ann Arbor News.<br /><a href="http://www.mlive.com/news/annarbornews/index.ssf?/base/news-1/1207579215268410.xml&amp;coll=2">http:/</a><a href="http://www.mlive.com/news/annarbornews/index.ssf?/base/news-1/1207579215268410.xml&amp;coll=2">/www.mlive.com/news/annarbornews/index.ssf?/base/news-1/1207579215268410.xml&amp;coll=2</a>Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-37939452022751507702008-04-01T14:04:00.000-07:002008-04-01T14:09:33.461-07:00Romping Baby GoatsI haven't quite mastered how to embed a video in the blog but if you follow this link you'll see one of the cutest sites on God's green earth.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/fatherabbapeter">http://picasaweb.google.com/fatherabbapeter</a><br /><br />One is a slideshow the other is a video.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-16428295786840698532008-03-30T03:59:00.000-07:002008-03-30T04:13:48.641-07:00More Chickens and GoatsIt seems like someone is calling or emailing almost every day now wanting to know how to get a coop set up in their backyard. A couple from Ann Arbor wants us to build one for them, someone else in Ypsilanti now has a dozen layers in his downtown backyard that we set him up with, another Ypsi family wants to start, a woman from Ann Arbor wants to know what to do to get going. Isn't it fun?<br /><br />Be sure to see the new slideshow I embedded with the pictures of the baby goats. They were born Good Friday and Easter Monday. The two with black spots, a buckling and a doeling are Lil Abner and Daisy Mae. The all brown one is Bethi Sue (with a goat coat on) and Clara Belle with the white belt around her middle. They are called Mini-Nubians and are a cross between a Nubian and a Nigerian Dwarf Dairy Goat.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-18866831266357043492008-03-25T08:55:00.001-07:002008-03-26T04:44:59.019-07:00Baby Goats!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R-o3JtR9UHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/MHSgHyz5DXw/s1600-h/IMG_2413.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R-o3JtR9UHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/MHSgHyz5DXw/s200/IMG_2413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182014961156444274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is the head of Dancer, our 2 year-old Mini-Nubian doe (Nigerian Dwarf-Nubian cross), with Clara Belle the second of the two twins born on Good Friday, March 21, 2008. As you can see in the picture, Clara is still wet and momma is in the process of cleaning her up. Her sister, Bethi Sue (named for neighbor and goat mid-wife Beth Fink, had a hard time getting out. She was stuck in her mom's birth canal for an hour while we tried to help her. Instead of hooves coming out first as they normally do, her head came out and her legs were folded back. One of them was sprained and took a few days to heal. She is doing fine now and the two of them are frolicking and jumping about. There is probably nothing cuter on God's green earth. Come back soon to see and hear more.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-44305479411312944732008-02-24T05:37:00.000-08:002008-04-03T09:07:14.904-07:00Small is BeautifulEver since I first became aware of E.F. Schumacher and his proposition that bigger is not always better and that economics should be about what is good for people, I have had it in my mind that I wanted to explore ways for making my home economy a producing rather than a consuming one. Advances in technology have made it possible for many to work from home these days, like my daughter Kristen who lives in Brooklyn, New York and is a network administrator for The Young Presidents Organization. She can be home, most of the time, taking care of her young children and still work 30 hours a week scheduling and coordinating events for this 20,000 member group that provides professional and personal support services to business executives around the world. Her office is at home and she has found a way to create an income for herself without ever having to leave - except digitally. Incredible. This, to me, represents the best of both worlds. She is taking advantage of wonderful advances for women in the workplace and able to be a stay-at-home mom.<br /><br />Though I worked out of the home for most of my career, either for others or for myself, and Rebecca was the at-home parent, changes over the last decade brought us to the point where, I am now at-home more than she is. Her work as a nurse-gerontologist at a local hospital provides the bulk of our income and our benefits while I work here at our micro-farm. I do teach part-time at nearby Eastern Michigan University and do construction consulting. When it is available I also do carpentry and have recently started to build coffins on request. However, the greatest joy for both of us is the time we spend growing and raising our own food with the help of our children and grandchildren. Somehow we have been able to fit a lot into a small space - 1/10th of an acre - without it being crowded. We currently have 90 animals here in various stages of development and few seem to notice or to be aware of it.<br /><br />As in an old English farm basement, where poultry and livestock were kept in a symbiotic relationship with humans, we have been raising 70 chicks until they are ready for the outdoors. Existing urban infrastructure is being used, in our case, the old coal room of our 116 year-old Victorian home with its sloped floor provides a wonderful brood chamber. The old coal chute opening in the stone basement wall, unopened for decades until a week ago, is now fitted with an exhaust fan to keep the space well ventilated. Pine wood shavings are used for litter because they like them, they are easy to use and cheap, they are very absorbent and they almost completly mitigate any odor. That is what we use in our outdoor hennery as well. Early concerns about chicken smells from neighbors and other city folk were completely laid to rest by this tried and true manure management practice. We provided the chicks with warming lamps during the first couple of weeks and now they have grow lights instead so that they get the full range of light that they need until they go outside in the Spring.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-7036108490408862432008-02-08T17:26:00.000-08:002008-03-17T13:16:19.387-07:00Revolutionary Farming<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R60J-KGo56I/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ix0LO679uTQ/s1600-h/January+2008+Rabbits,+new+Chicks,+family+Xmas+pageant+074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164795311132567458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R60J-KGo56I/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ix0LO679uTQ/s200/January+2008+Rabbits,+new+Chicks,+family+Xmas+pageant+074.jpg" border="0" /></a>Our son-in-law Charlie calls it a revolution, our grandchildren laugh and squeal, some of our children think we have too much time on our hands. We just call it fun. The Inevitable Package arrived Monday of last week. It was bound to happen when we took the plunge last year and ordered the first twelve hens for our 1/10th acre micro-farm in downtown Ypsilanti, Michigan. Others had been asking us for some time if we would help them to get set up with their own urban henneries so, when the package arrived it was too late to turn back. The wheel was moving and the momentum could not be stopped.<br /><br /><div><div>For those of you who do not know, it may come as a surprise that chickens are rountinely shipped from hatcheries by US Mail as baby chicks. They are literally hatched, boxed, and shipped the same morning, and will not need food or water for 48 hours. Put in<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R60J-aGo57I/AAAAAAAAAj8/qe1h_YXk9IE/s1600-h/January+2008+Rabbits,+new+Chicks,+family+Xmas+pageant+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164795315427534770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eY1vqFe83D8/R60J-aGo57I/AAAAAAAAAj8/qe1h_YXk9IE/s200/January+2008+Rabbits,+new+Chicks,+family+Xmas+pageant+075.jpg" border="0" /></a>to specially made containers, they stay warm, safe and comfortable. When they arrive at your post office an agent calls to tell you to come and to get them. The first hens we got last year were "feathered-in" by friends on their farm so we did not get to watch them during the first, month long - and very funny - stage of life.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div>The shipping box is divided up into four quarters, each of which holds approximately twenty-five chicks. As you can see in the picture, three of the four quarters are full. 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Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-82242542887746395102008-01-24T08:03:00.000-08:002008-01-25T21:41:59.858-08:00Spring ChickensWell, we just finished ordering another 25 laying hens (pullets) to help us to keep up with the growing demand for our eggs. They will arrive next week and, if all goes well, they will start laying in about 18 weeks. We also ordered 25 broilers, these are fast growing male meat chickens (cockerels) who are destined for the table. We are staying with the ISA Brown(French) laying hens because we have had such a good experience with them this year.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-52265043138756666062008-01-20T21:22:00.000-08:002008-01-25T21:38:51.263-08:00Cold Weather!Like any other farmers we are concerned about our livestock when the temperatures drop near zero. Since our sheds are near our house it is not hard to check on the animals several times a day, to give them warm water, or to make sure they are not too cold. Ss far we have done well over the last few days though we do have a heater on in the rabbitry. The goats don't seem to mind it too much and still sleep by the open door. The chickens always have something to say when you go to see them, they are very opininated and appreciate it if you stop to listen for a while. Even Murphy, our Maine Coon cat who lives outside has just turned into a big fur ball.<br /><br />Still trying to track down the local chicken hatchery Aubrey told me about. We get more requests for eggs every day.Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-10658003003558228462008-01-14T14:07:00.000-08:002008-01-25T21:39:47.588-08:00Spring 2008 LivestockAubrey (our 22 year old cheesemaker, farmhand, daughter) told me today that some of you are asking when the goats are due. Based on the information from our breeder Marilyn, we believe they will both be kidding at the end of March. This breed or, hybrid rather, known as Mini-Nubians, will frequently have 2 to 5 kids per birth. We intend to keep all of the goats for now. We wil castrate the males (then they will be called wethers) and raise them for meat (commonly called chevon). We would like to keep two of the wethers and train them to pull our goat cart. If there is a particularly promising looking male we may keep him intact for stud services. The does will become part of our dairy herd and be bred in the Fall.<br /><br />We have also bred two of the rabbit does and plan to breed the third one in two weeks. The due dates are pretty much 31 days from conception. Look for birth announcements about the second week of February.<br /><br />For those of you interested in chickens for your urban hennery, we will be making an order soon. We plan to increase the size of our flock to 3 dozen since things have gone so well and the demand for eggs is much greater than our present supply.<br /><br />If you are ready to start your own coop, for a modest fee we can help you to get set up and operational with as many chicks as you want. Call or email Peter for information: 734-482-2438 or <a href="mailto:peterthomason@comcast.net">peterthomason@comcast.net</a>Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673608961270840208.post-91060275116798777642008-01-12T05:32:00.000-08:002008-01-25T21:40:42.048-08:00Urban Farming in 2008The beginning of a new year is always an exciting time for those of us who love to grow things. We lie awake at night and use all of our spare time thinking and talking about what we learned the previous season, what we are going to do differently this year, what crops we will rotate or new livestock we will acquire. For people like us who live on urban micro eco farms there is the additional challenge of trying to figure out how to use our limited space as efficiently and productively as possible. Over the next few weeks we will share some of our thoughts on this as well as ideas that we have collected from others. Yesterday we bred two of our Lion's Head does with our two bucks for the first time. We expect to have babies in 31 days - more or less. Our two goats are pregnant and due at the end of March. We're getting ready to order more chick-hens and broiler-chicks. We're mapping out what we will be planting in our existing vegetable beds and what will go into the new ones. We are also planning to go vertical with vining plants this year. We'll keep you posted!!Peter &amp; Rebecca Thomasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244886019496631438noreply@blogger.com