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Today, we brought home two male Pilgrim goslings (ganders). They’re younger than our two other groups, but just a few weeks apart from the incubator girls. With the addition of these boys, we should now have a good goose-to-gander ratio.
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It seems like just yesterday
That you were here –
Because it was.
And, yet, today
There is a hole in the universe
Where you used to be.
I know I won’t see you
Or hear your soft voice now
And my world is darker.
But I won’t be mired in sadness
Because you live on –
I am reminded daily.
Today, it was the vibrant blue
Of the chicory plant
You loved so much.
The flowers had opened
To the sun, and closed
When you departed.
They greeted me today
And I heard your voice, a whisper,
Or was it leaves stirring?
I rewind to better times
When you were in dappled sunshine,
Surrounded by sisters.
Goodbye, chicory flower,
Goodbye for now –
But I’ll see you again.
A thunderstorm hit late this evening, bringing lightning, driving rain, and vicious wind. We sheltered inside and delayed the evening feeding, in the hopes that we could catch a break. Little did we know that we would lose two of our gaggle.
When you have poultry or waterfowl grow-outs (but especially waterfowl, since they make such a mess with water), a tractor is invaluable. It keeps them safe from predators but allows the growing birds to scratch, bathe, find bugs, eat greens, and enjoy fresh air and sunshine – creating a “controlled” free range (more precisely, pastured) environment. Buying a well-made hoop tractor can be expensive, so we make our own.
Our all-girl gaggle of Pilgrim goslings is just over three weeks old and my, they have grown. And they’re mowers/weedeaters par excellence!
The Runner babies went out for their first swim and, at first, most of them seemed taken aback at being in water. Ducks not liking water?? Then their instincts kicked in.
