Friday, October 22, 2021

A visit to the farm on a damp October morning

 Welcome to Fussing Duck Farm, my subsistence-oriented homestead which is the home of Dutch Hex Sign.

This morning, after doing chores, I grabbed my camera to take a walk around, documenting some of the strange phenomena we have been seeing here during this strange and apparently late, long autumn. While our average first frost date is October 1st, a quick check of the definition of average shows us that we need to have both late and early comings of Jack Frost and his delayed arrival this year, while it seems unusual, does fit with the math.

I started my photo journey in the barnyard, where some unexpected wild daisies have been greeting me for several weeks as I entered the chicken coop to collect eggs. The coop is an old camper-trailer, gutted and with roosts installed and bedding on the floor. It stays pretty dry, even when the poultry yard is awash in mud and water. Our small flock consists of half a dozen laying hens (barnyard mix) and their rooster, 4 young and one adult guinea fowl, Thanksgiving, the turkey and the three ducks.

The ducks are why we cannot have nice things, so the chickens think, and they are not far from wrong! Take a close look at the left side of the picture...  

The sheep are still out on pasture, not a common sight here this time of year, but they still have green stuff to eat, thanks in part to the warmish temps and in part to the copious rain. Even having been shorn (Icelandic sheep get two hair cuts a year, and no need to knit them sweaters, as their wool grows in quickly in the fall!)

You can see that the rains and wind have not taken down all of our fall color yet, but it's a good thing I did my annual "scuffle through the dry leaves" when they first started to fall! Looking at the forecast, I won't see any more dry ones this year!

views of some of my
American bittersweet
plants. They are all
the same age, same
As I was visiting the bittersweet I also noticed a beautiful little volunteer maple tree
, a bright new goldenrod and what I hope is an elder bush, fighting to survive and grow.

Are you an Elder?goldenrod

And back on the porch, a pile of pumpkins celebrates the season while waiting to become food -- or feed -- and the amazing lavender who is blooming in solidarity with the goldenrod and the daisy, while waiting to be transplanted to her home in the herb bed.

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