Another full weekend at the farm. We started bright and early Saturday morning… well, Friday night, and worked right up until dark-thirty Sunday. We couldn’t have asked for better weather; it was absolutely perfect out.
Last week our roosters found their voices, which meant emergency relocation. On Tuesday our first batch of 15 chickens moved to the farm, and 3 roosters were brought to the local feed store to find new homes. Another batch of 15 hens were moved on Thursday, another 15 on Friday, 20 were moved on Saturday, and the final 12 moved out Sunday morning giving us a total of 77 chickens living at the farm (74 hens and 3 roosters). They are happy, happy chickens, and we are happy that we raised them, and got them out of the yard with out getting in trouble with the HOA.
The big task for the weekend was moving and filling our raised beds. Friday we collected enough cardboard to cover the bottom of the beds to use as a weed block. Saturday was the day I had been fearing for months: 24 yards of garden soil was delivered in 2 large dump trucks. Last year we got 2 yards of soil for our home beds, and that was tiring work, so getting 12x that amount had me frightened. Luckily we had the trusty little Kubota to help us move the soil… 1/5 yard at a time.
Saturday we were able to get one and a half beds filled. Each bed took 10 scoops of soil, and a LOT of raking and smoothing.
So after relocating chickens, moving and leveling the beds, and starting to fill the beds, we were exhausted and ready for a camp out! We set up the tent, started a campfire, and the boys cooked hot dogs and made s’mores.
Farmer Jen and Farm Boy Sid spent the night in the tent while Farmer Mike and Farm Boy Spencer headed home to tend to our chickens, cats, and fish at home. We were all asleep by 8pm.
Sunday morning came too early. Farm Boy Spencer and Farmer Mike loaded up the remaining chickens into the Jeep, and were back at the farm just after sunrise. We knew we had a full day of dirt work in front of us, so we all pitched in to build the farm.
After 100+ trips on the tractor, and many blisters from raking, the beds were full. Filling the beds was actually penciled in to take a full two weekends, but we knocked it out in one. We are tired, we are sore, but we are one happy family.