Realities of Farm Life

Many people want to do what we do.  A house in the country, taking care of a couple of goats, a flock of chickens, and a Daddy who farms is the dream of many American families.  Getting your own fresh eggs from the backyard seems so ideal.

This is the reality.

The realities of life on a family farm!

Because fresh eggs require live chickens, and live chickens must be feed and watered everyday, in cold, heat, wind and rain.  So then the chickens poop.  Constantly.

On top of that, life happens.  A few weeks ago I noticed the hens were going through a lot of water.  Then I realized why.  Their waterer, which rests on a heated base, was leaking down onto the base and seeping under the layer of straw and poo.  By the time I figured this out I had 9 inches of soggy, wet, manure.

It smelled just like it sounds it would.

The realities of life on a family farm!

First thing was to let the chickens out for recess.

The realities of life on a family farm!

Or that’s what they act like when you open their gate!

Then we shoveled all the manure into the wagon and wheelbarrow and took it down to the garden boxes.

The realities of life on a family farm!

Although nasty smelling and very heavy, sopping wet chicken litter is fantastic garden compost.  You have to plan ahead, however, because chicken litter can also burn plants.  It needs to decompose for a few months– which is perfect because our last frost date.

The realities of life on a family farm!

It took two days, but Brett and I finally hauled all that mess out of the coop and down to the garden.  Since the coop doesn’t have heat I don’t clean it out during the winter, using the process of decomposing to create a layer of heat on the floor.  We haven’t seen the bottom of this mess since last fall!

We’d usually fill the laying boxes and the floor with straw (the stem of a stalk of wheat) but we didn’t have a wheat harvest this year, so we used hay (grass cut in the summer and dried for animals to eat in the winter) the goats had already picked over.  Goats are seriously picky animals and won’t eat hay that’s been on the floor or that they’ve laid on.  Which means we have lots of extra. 😛

The realities of life on a family farm!

The funniest part was hearing those crazy girls after putting down their new hay.  They make So Much Noise!

“Cackle, cackle, cackle, did you see this new flooring?  It adds so much texture to the room, don’t you think?!”






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4 thoughts on “Realities of Farm Life

  1. I know its crazy, but I don’t mind cleaning out our coop. Its good exercise (even though its hard work) and its relaxing for me to get it all cleaned. I agree it can be a smelly job, but when its real bad I wear like a white painters mask with some essential oils rubbed in it. It also helps with not getting the dust and dirt out of your nose 😉 I also like when the girls get all chatty with new bedding and the floor all cleaned 🙂 You have a good looking flock and a nice mix of types of chicks 🙂 It is hard work and long days the bigger the operation you have, but at the end of the day it is worth it 🙂 Hope ya’ll are doing well 🙂

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  3. I’m the classic city girl who dreamed of farming. When we finally got there, the realities were pretty stark. The quiet I dreamed of turned out to be the corner of two black top highways where the semi’s used their jake breaks regularly. The family life I longed for was really Daddy working all the time and our time together was 15 minutes of sitting in the field while he ate the dinner I brought him. Then me going home to clean up the kitchen and take care of the kids alone….a lot. It’s a hard life. I appreciate all you do so we can have good healthy food!

  4. The best part of this is that Brett helped! I love the young man he’s growing up to be.

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