New Year’s Eve~Traditions to ring in the New year

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So what are you doing New Year’s Eve? Going out to a party somewhere or staying home like us? We will most likely be spending our night tending to chickens, goats, ducks, dogs and cats as usual. We have several does about to pop so we are hoping for New Year babies! Our Sammie just had sweet Noel a couple days ago.

I do love holidays and traditions though and New Years is full of fun activities and traditions.
Some of the traditions that we take for granted actually came from ancient times. So while you are celebrating this year you might want to take a look at where your traditions come from or add a new one or two. (Source: The Farmers Almanac)

Get loud and Noisy!
In ancient Thailand they fired guns to frighten off demons.
In China, people use firecrackers to ward off the forces of darkness.
In the American colonies gun shots were heard throughout the night.
Shooting shotguns is still done in many Southern rural areas today. We did this as kids at my Grandma’s. Please be mindful of your neighbors if you do this though.
In Italy church bells ring, people of Switzerland beat drums; sirens and party horns blast loudly to ring in the new year in North America.

Eat,and be merry!
In the United States, down South we eat black-eyed peas and pork for good luck.
Mustard, turnip or collard greens are also eaten for wealth, although it hasn’t helped me yet!
Another treat for good fortune is anything in the shape of a ring or circle, such as a doughnut. This symbolizes the year coming to coming full circle.
The Dutch serve fritters called olie bollen.
The Irish eat bannocks, or pastries.
In Spain 12 grapes are eaten at midnight.
In India and Pakistan eating rice is believed to bring a person prosperity.
Honey dipped apples are a Rosh Hashanah tradition among Jewish people.
In homes in Switzerland,spoonfuls of whipped cream are dropped on the floor and stay there symbolizing the richness of the coming year! This is not happening at my house, the dogs eat everything that hits the floor!

Pop the champagne cork!
A lot of countries celebrate midnight by popping the cork on the champagne, but a few do things just a little differently.
In England Wassail, which is Gaelic for “good health” is served.
The Scottish serve “hot pot” which is a spiced version of Wassail.
It’s the custom to drink a glass or two at home before you share with your neighbors!
I like that idea!
In Holland toasts are given with hot, spiced wine. Right now in South Georgia it’s hot again so maybe iced tea or cold wine… Hm, another idea is brewing!

Give Gifts.
More presents? I think I could live with that!
In Rome, it’s gifts of gilded nuts or coins.
The Persians exchanged eggs, the symbol of fertility. Hm, maybe those of us who still have hens laying in the cold weather can share farm fresh eggs!
In early Egypt flasks made of earthenware were exchanged.
In Scotland to bring a person good luck, coal, shortbread and silverware are given. A gift of poultry, puppies or goats would be nice. We got these two LGD’s for our Christmas presents. 😉

Reflect on your life and the New year ahead.
A new year on the rise is a prime opportunity to take a look at life.
Making a New Year’s resolution is a way to reflect on the past year and plan on the future. This practice may have begun as early as 2600 B.C.
During the observance of Rosh Hashanah Jews have a time for personal introspection and prayer, as well as visiting graves of loved ones. This sounds like a good practice for us all.
Since 1770 Christian churches have held a Watch-night service a custom that began in Philadelphia at Old St. Georges Methodist Church.

Other beliefs and customs.

Some beliefs and customs are just sayings or proverbs passed down from family to family, region to region, country to country.
Here is a couple of my favorites!
On New Year’s Eve, kiss the person you hope to keep kissing. – This one Mr.Cheese and I will practice every year at midnight, if we can stay awake that long!
If the old year goes out like a lion, the new year will come in like a lamb. Hm…If it goes out hot does it come in cold?
Begin the new year square with every man. (i.e., pay your debts!) –Robert B. Thomas, founder of The Old Farmer’s Almanac –
And finally my personal favorite: What ever you do New Year’s Day, you will be doing all year-long! With that said, you better make it a good day. No laundry or house cleaning. 😉

Whatever you do this New Year’s Eve we wish you a great and safe evening and a wonderful 2019!

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Who are we? What do we do around here? We are just a bunch of animal loving country folk. We have chickens, goats, ducks, dogs, cats, and lots of squirrels and rabbits running around. We plan to expand and add bees and dairy goats. Running a family farm is a lot of work but so rewarding. We just thought we’d share a little of us with you! We hope you enjoy this little clip. If you want to come see us send us a message. 😊

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I was henpecked! My eye injury story.

I write this today to share my story and its happy outcome (thankfully) to make other chicken owners aware. Monday, July 2nd I saw that one of our Rhode Island Reds was ailing. I picked her up and she weighed very little. I tried to get her to drink to no avail. I squatted to set back her down and was going to get my husband and decide what we should do. Luckily for me he had already come outside. As I placed her down and was of course talking gently to her, I heard a noise so naturally looked up and there was another hen. She suddenly pecked me in the eye! At that moment I’m sure I screamed something not nice at all. My eye was watering and I couldn’t open it. It was dusk so I didn’t have on my sunglasses like I usually do in the coop. Now we have always known chickens are capable of pecking you in the eye. I had one peck out a diamond earring once! But there were no chickens around when I went to put this one down. I guess this girl got curious real fast and raced over. Farmer Cheese led me back into the house where I applied a cold compress for what seemed like forever.

By morning I still couldn’t open the eye and the pain had worsened. So off to the eye doctor I went thanks to my MIL who played chauffeur!

We have always known to keep an “eye” out and eyes covered around these shoulder perchers!

Apparently I had a whooping scratch and her little beak nearly went through the cornea. Thank God it’s thick! There was an area that concerned him due to possible infection so he asked us to come back that afternoon. By the afternoon appointment the scratch was significantly better thanks to the drops he put in and the ones he prescribed. The area of concern still bothered him enough that he wanted me to come in the morning of the 4th. Now a doctor who comes in when they are not open to see you is great in my opinion! That morning I was improving still, but that area was needed more monitoring. I was able to take the eye patch off Wednesday night. There was another appointment Thursday morning and again Friday morning with the other doctor. This doc gave me more drops and her cell number in case I needed her before my next appointment the following Tuesday. (Have I said I think these doctors are great?) I was released from the appointment unless I felt like I needed them.
I have been wearing my sunglasses more, I’m definitely a little light sensitive still and sore but so much better. These drops have been little miracles and I’m so glad there was no infection. Do you know where chicken beaks have been? It could have been so much worse. I’m definitely feeling thankful!

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Chicksplosion

Spring has sprung and the chicksplosion has begun. Princess hatched her 5 chicks and since then we have 4 more hatch. We still have 3 hens sitting so more should be hatching in the next two weeks. Where we are going to put them all I just dont know! We expanded the nursery/grow out
area but may need to expand some more. We have been completely fascinated with the mamas raising their babies. I have discovered that the “rules” of chick raising we so carefully followed all these years may not be set in stone. Just the other day one of our mama had a less than 3 week old out and about before 7:00  on a chilly morning. We wouldnt have dared take a less than fully feathered chick out in below 80 degree weather. Mama knows best. We have watched as she clucks and leads them to scratch and forage and fly up and down to high roosts at a week old. We have watched her peck at them to get their attention when she needs to. And we have been treating them like fragile little beings. Again, Mama knows best.
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Dogs, Chickens, Goats and more

First let me say please forgive my absence from the blogging world. I just haven’t felt it lately and I will tell you why. In my last post I told you all how we were a year mourning our precious Sara Lee. We finally decided it was time to get a pup because Hemi was so lonely. We ended up rescuing two of them. They are adorable German Shepherd and black lab mix.

 

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Phoenix and Onyx napping while we plant potatoes!
Phoenix and Onyx napping while we plant potatoes!

 

Sweet pups
Sweet pups

 

 

 

 

Hemi learned to love them and they were getting along so well and then the unthinkable happened. We got a call…Hemi had been hit by a car. A year and a couple of weeks after Sara Lee. Oh how our hearts hurt. I know you must be wondering so I’ll go ahead and say it..We live at least a 1/4 mile off the road. Hemi did not go to the road. She had no reason to with all the fun here. Last year we determined that she and Sara Lee ran across the road chasing deer.  This time no deer, no reason to be there. Trees around us were cut and it is more noisy out here. We are hearing cars and seeing neighbors lights that we’ve never heard and seen before. Our best guess is that she heard something she thought needed investigating. The person who hit her was kind and apologetic and that helps but our son is still aching for his sweet Hemi.

We got our goats finally late January. They are boers and we are totally in love with them. Buddy, Daisy and Butter Cup bring us a lot of joy. Hemi had been totally fascinated with them. I imagined that she was thinking “What kind of dog is this? She stayed beside them for weeks.

 

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Since Hemi’s passing we are focusing on each other, the pups, the goats and chickens, ducks, and the garden. There is always so much work to be done. Life is still good out here on the farm despite the losses we have faced. I know all of you understand. Sometime life is just tough. However, we are taking things one day at a time and counting our blessings and not our sorrows.

Can I drive this thing?
Can I drive this thing?

The old days- I want them back

Every fall when we go to the mountains I am reminded of how simple life used to be and how complex we have made things now. As we hiked the old wagon trails I can’t help but wonder how it must have felt to get up with the sun and work and hunt the land for provisions. And of course after a long hard day off to bed at dark.

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No television, computers, cell phones, etc. for mindless distractions just family spending time working together, cooking together, and chilling around the fireplace in the evenings.

Sure the modern advances in medicine are a plus. It is heartbreaking to visit the old cemeteries and see rocks and pieces of slate with names of babies and young children carved in them that died of diseases we can heal so simply now.

The modern farming equipment is so very helpful too. And of course without technology I wouldn’t be writing this nor would you be reading it.  Somewhere along the way though we lost sight of the fact that working is beneficial for our mind, bodies, and soul. And that families cant help but grow closer when they work together for their very survival.

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How did we come to rely so heavily on something and someone to do everything for us? I can remember just a few years ago when I was a child (ok maybe more than a few) at my grandmothers picking peas and other vegetables and watching all the women canning and freezing them. It was just what they did.

I also remember a time when everyone seemed to stop all that because the grocery stores made it all so convenient. Convenience took the place of healthy, homemade, gathering in the gardens and in the kitchens. And right about this time more and more women went to work outside the home. There is not a lot of time for home and family and a full-time job.   It became hard to make ends meet without a two income family.

Now we as a society have begun to realize that we are killing ourselves with our unhealthy habits. People are beginning to garden again even if it’s in pots on the porch. Young people are learning about home canning. Restaurants, even fast food chains, are beginning to offer healthier choices. It is all a step in the right direction. We as a country still have so far to go. I long for a day when more people can step out their doors and have all the food they need right there. And those who can’t grow their own will realize how important it is to buy fresh from those who do. In two years I will be able to retire from the worldly rat race. I hope I can bring back some more old ways into our lives.

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