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I’ve two bits of news to share.  The first is that we’ve just harvested about a 1/2 bushel of beets from the raised bed in my greenhouse.  This is the first year that we’ve grown so many beets.  We’ll be pickling and canning them.  It’s been rather interesting trying to find a good recipe for pickled beets.  It seems that recipes vary widely, almost as much as the amount of sugar in each recipe.  Also, there are many combinations of spices that can be used.  We’ll either find a recipe that suits us, or we’ll tweak a recipe that’s close.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

The second thing is that our electric chicken fence stopped working the other day.  As it turns out, the hot wire disconnected from the charger.  I turned off the fence and reconnected the wire.   I thought the disconnect worked for the whole system.  As I discovered, it only turns off the fence itself.  So, now I’m sitting inside writing to you good people and feeling like I now have arthritis from head to toe.  At least the fence doesn’t even come close to the way I felt after lightning got me when I was a teenager.

So, if you have a recipe for pickled beets that you’d like to share, please do.  And, for those of you who have to work on or near electric fences, please be sure to disconnect all power sources before doing said work.  Brightest of blessings, everyone.

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Several months ago when we added young chickens to the flock, we moved the older ones and one mean one up closer to the house.  These older chickens were allowed to be free range.  They were quite happy that way, but they hid their nest.  While this really wasn’t a surprise, it did make finding the eggs difficult.   We have yet to find at least two of their nests, and I’m not looking forward to old eggs breaking open.

A few days ago, we added a fence to our larger chicken coop that gives the younger chickens much more room.  Yesterday, we put the older chickens in with them.  Surprisingly, they all got along.  It was like they were meeting for the first time.  No fights, no meanness.  Still, they hung out in their little cliques.  The young ones stayed in a group separate from the older ones.

Anyway, here are the photos I took of the new enclosure.

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