these are mouse melons. tiny little cucumbers that look like miniature watermelons. they are still producing! pick them when they are little for a more mellow flavor. they are delicious and the perfect pop of cucumber. i grew them on the trellis with the rest of the cukes and string beans. i am in love. they will be a staple now for sure.
finally getting going on the new quilts for the girls::
i have a slightly enormous amount of cutting left before i can start at the machine. the colors are starting to wear on me a little, but i know the girls will like them. i am going to try to stay disciplined with this project. i've already promised matching pillow cases and even decorative pillows with fringe. what? i don't know what i was thinking. i was getting excited while telling indy my plans. i've got to watch that. these kids don't mess around. if i said fringe, there will be fringe. because i said so. so i'm thinking, if there isn't fringe, there better at least be these two quilts. or something. under the tree should be doable right?. ground and center, focus, etc.
let's just start by doing the basic introductions and leave the "minus two" for later, because it's partially sad. it's a "good news, bad news" kind of thing. here they are, almost all grown up::
now for the first story. right here, below dandelion, there should be a picture of daisy. daisy and dandelion are a pair from the same hatch; two pearl white leghorns named after flowers, just like our first leghorn, buttercup. the good news? she's alive. she's just not very picture friendly at the moment as she was completely scalped by the other chickens. completely. it was disgusting and traumatizing for chicken and humans alike. i'm pretty sure i was washing, flushing out and applying ointment to straight brain matter. it was touch and go that first day of treatment, but somehow she survived it and is just about all healed up. quite the bald spot of scar tissue, but alive. i will share a pic of her when she is ready to be reintegrated into the coop. so, here, we are good. slightly scarred for life, but good. unfortunately that brings us to scarlet's story. poor, poor scarlet::
this would be where the bad news comes in. the bad news is, she is no longer with us. but because of her, cotton and midnight are still clucking. these were the last three being held out of the main coop and scarlet was older and much bigger than cotton and midnight. but she didn't resort to the normal "i'm bigger than you, so i am going to hunt you down and peck the life out of you" chicken-pecking-order thing. instead, she snuggled up to them at night and squawked when she was separated from them. scarlet really could have been integrated into the coop with daisy, dandelion, kiwi and coco. she was much closer in age and size to those four. i left her with the two littles just because they had such a cool thing going on and i figured she could protect them inside of the coop when the time came. i didn't expect her to have to do that outside of the coop against a siberian husky. obviously, she was no match for maisy. i wasn't there when it happened, but i like to imagine that she got a few pecks in. i really loved this chicken. i admit it. as for maisy, i still love her, but time heals. and now that she has had the taste of chicken, i am a wreck whenever she is around them. so is indy. poor indy too. she has turned into the most competent and reliable chicken farmer i have ever seen. she has been doing the morning and night shifts of moving these last chickens around while we're waiting for them to be ready for the coop. i haven't dealt with them directly in weeks. these are just as much her babies as they are mine. it was a rough day for both of us.
do you see what i mean about chicken drama? you've got to be prepared if you are thinking about chickens people. you really do.