Today is the ninth day in a row that we’ve been getting three eggs from the ducks! So very exciting! Marcus is the one to collect them since usually he’s the one who gets them up each morning and I always require a report of where he found the eggs and I’m proud to say that they are usually laid in their nesting boxes! I had heard so many conflicting stories about whether or not ducks would use nesting boxes so I am extremely pleased that the ducks are laying in the same places.
The eggs are coming from the Welsh Harlequin (the patterned one) and the Buffs (the blonde ones. The Cayugas are supposed to lay black eggs at first and all the eggs so far have been white – lazy Cayugas!
It’s lambing season at our friends Bill and Sharon’s farm and last Saturday we got snuggle little baby lambs that were just a few days old!
Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday we’ve been getting two eggs from the ducks. Hurray!! Yesterday however, Marcus found only one egg so I thought I’d look around and see if I could find the second one. Here’s what I found:
Very naughty ducks! Straw everywhere!
Today, we got our sixth duck egg! 😀 Woohoo!!
If something that came out of a bird’s butt doesn’t seem all that post-worthy, just look how excited we were when Marcus found the First Egg:
I cannot even describe how excited we were! We were telling everyone! (Well, I was. For some reason, Marcus didn’t think that a Very Important Meeting with top Visa executives was the proper place to start announcing that one our of ducks had laid her first egg. He obviously has no sense of what truly matters in life!) Also, when we were telling our farmers market friends about our Big News, I was so excited that apparently at least one of them thought I had, erm, “bigger” news than that. Nope, sorry. 😉
We are a couple of urban farmers who want to be just, well, Farmers.
There are lots of reasons why we want a farm. Here are five of them:
FYI, ducks are loud. Very, very loud. All. The. Time. And also are absolutely phenomenal at making mud.
I made a joke the other day that we already have barn boots, now we just need the barn.
(The day I bought these, I took this picture to show my mom my “super pretty new barn boots!” That was the last day that they weren’t covered in mud. And also the first day that I realized I should have bought the plainer, and more importantly, taller, non-floral-covered boots to be able to properly slog through the muddy, muddy mess the ducks have made of the backyard.)
That joke really sums up where we are right now. We have learned so many fun and interesting skills that we’d like to expand upon, but we’ve outgrown this place. We’ve got the canning equipment but no place for the finished canned goods. Awesome cooking skills but with most of our pots, pans, and pantry in the guest room because the kitchen is too small. A love of entertaining but a teeny living room that’s also packed to the ceiling with books, yarn, spinning wheel, two dogs, and at one point, even a duck brooder. And did I mention that I ran out of useable gardening space four years ago?
We are really, really ready to be Farmers.