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Farmish Stuff

by coie - July 6th, 2007.
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This post shall be mainly composed of pictures, so sit back and enjoy the show.  I love posts that don’t require any thinking.

Chicken Butchering:

This is me skinning the first chicken, and I won’t share any more.  🙂

My Garden:

Here are my 4 rows of corn.



Bush Bean (not like, Bush’s Beans…by the way, they have a factory near us)


This little guy actually aspires to be a watermelon.

And likewise, this little lady thinks she can turn into a honey dew.

Er, a flower/weed (Isn’t God gracious to give us beautiful weeds to toil through?)

Happy little me.

9 Responses to Farmish Stuff

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    I'm #1, I'm #1, I'm #1…well, number 1 commentor that is…

    Can you believe I've been lucky enough to do that twice????? Yes, it's the little things that make me happy!

    YOUR GARDEN IS LOVELY!!!! I'm so excited for you that you have sprouts already.

    Love and miss ya'll!

    Mrs. Carr

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    Was it hard to skin the chicken? That is something I have nver done!

  3. tnmomtomanyblessings

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    What a beautiful garden.

    I love that last picture!!!


    Mrs R

  4. Hey Coie…

    Gee Coie, that is grody. Skinning a chicken, yuck!! Its not that I couldn't handle it, cause I could, but that is just nasty. eww!! I am definitely not a farmer, more like a rancher. I don't like to kill chickens, garden or anything like that.

    Your garden looks great though. When did you plant it?? It doesn't look too big yet. We got ours in a little late, but we have peppers, lettuce, spinach, eggplant, and even some tomatoes. I am waiting for the zucchini. I love zucchini. Oh and the cabbage. I am so going to make a cabbage salad when I can pick it. Mmm….

    We have alot more growing, just no veggies on them yet.

    We did bush beans last year and with the mosquitoes it was just too much cause they would hide there and when we would pick they would swarm us. We had to go out and harvest in pants, long sleeves, hats, the works.

    Anyway, your garden looks nice. I really like that flower.

    I commented back to your comment on a comment on my post. lol!! If that isn't confusing.

    As always,

    !!SuperAngel!! !!Amanda!!

    oh yes, sorry to hear about your goat. I must have missed that post before.

  5. 🙂

    Dear Coie,

    Thank you for sharing pictures of your garden, it is neat to see the little sprouts. 🙂

    Have a blessed evening,

    In Christ, Bethany

    "A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger." Proverbs 15:1

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    Um… LOVEly…um.. CHICKEN. Hehehe.

    Chicken butchering is SO not fun!

    Pretty weed! LOL!


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    Ahh… Yeah we got ours in in like April. I bet your mom's is huge. WOW!!

    I don't know if you knew my middle name was Dawn. I really don't like it.

    I really like Nicole. That is Jocelyn's middle name.

    As Always…

    !!SUPERANGEL!! !!Amanda!!

  8. Grosssss……

    You are indeed a brave woman! You actually butchered a chicken???? ewwwwwwwwww

  9. Enjoyed my visit!


    I just came over from your mom's blog and have completely enjoyed my visit. I love farm life and would love to do the things you've been doing. You are quite an amazing young woman just like your mom.

    I did read back over some of your entries and saw the one on leeches. We have a friend who has a pond that has leeches. The kids were in it the other day and some kids got bitten. I used to work on the orthopeadic unit of a local hospital and we used leeches on many of our patients with reattached limbs. I remember clearly one night when we went to remove the leech from a patient and the leech was not on the patient. I worked nights so usually we didn't turn on the bright lights only the small light above the patient's bed but this time we had to turn it on to locate the missing leech. It was crawling up a wall on the other end of the room and had left a bloody trail behind. What a mess to clean up. And that's my leech story.


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