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Lovin' The Homestead
Sorry about your trees! Those darn mice; our cats usually do a pretty good job of controlling the rodent population around our place. We're always finding something dead in the yard--usually headless. Apparently heads taste good.Rhettsgreygal said:So far we have been lucky living out in the middle of vacant farm land. No rabbits. Our veggies will be ok till the deer find them. Unfortunately the mice killed the fruit trees (that were not killed by the deer the previous winter) this winter. We are going to have to replant 8 trees (this time we are going to use tree wrap on them to keep the mice away); we already deer proofed them after they killed the original trees we planted.
I got my copy of "Nourishing Traditions" from UPS yesterday and had a chance to browse through it last night. I was telling my husband a bit about the book and what the author thought.
I said, "The author believes that people should eat more foods with saturated fats and less polyunsaturated fats."
My husband stares at me blankly. "Do you believe everything you read?"
He worked in a hospital, was on the ambulance crew, and this is against everything a doctor has ever told him.
I made some tortilla dough this morning that I am going to allow to soak all day. My husband asks what I'm doing, I tell him, and explain the benefits of soaking your grains. He looks at me like a have a second nose growing out of my forehead.

So, today, I will be looking for info to show him that this is something worth considering. I'm not expecting him to jump into this right away, but I'm hoping he'll at least give it half a chance.



She looked so cute up there. Luckily, she was only sitting on a dishrag, and not any of our clothing that I had hung that day.
). It was pouring rain, and we were wandering all over calling for her. We kept hearing her, but couldn't find her. Finally, my oldest son calls out, "There she is!" We turn and look up, and there she is, on the roof of the new coop, huddled under a bough from the spruce tree, looking all cute and innocent. We all ended up leaving the house soaked by that time. We have to watch that chicken, she's sneaky.