tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82763113546214377512024-03-13T08:30:33.412-05:00Accidental homesteadingAdorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-74428109006829452672014-02-01T12:38:00.001-06:002014-02-02T05:34:05.655-06:00For the Love of BaconOk, A bit of explanation is in order. A few weeks ago I made the decision to chronicle my cabin build. But I also knew I was out of practice writing for anything but work. About that time, I came across a call for submissions to a new magazine being published specifically toward "Rural Punks"
Now, I've been around Boot Stompers since I was about 8-years-old. So I contacted the editor, and wrote Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-53688045782627987512014-02-01T11:01:00.000-06:002014-02-01T11:08:07.870-06:00Man, Time Gets away don't it?
I'm Baaaack!
I knew it had been a while, but I really didn't realize how long I'd left this place unattended until just now!
It's a wonder Squatters haven't over-run the place.
Just a quick catch up session:
I changed jobs so I'm home every day now! I got me a fancy state-job with regular hours. Probably the first one I ever had honestly.
I got rid of six of the gang of 8 (Keep reading and Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-11674843663197756282012-10-22T10:58:00.000-05:002012-10-22T10:58:05.782-05:00They're ugly and they know it!Almost time to go back to work for me.
I didn't get as much done as I wanted to this weekend, I was kinda under the weather.
I did worm the goats, butcher the rabbits, and prep for the fall garden before putting out turnips and kale a bit ago.
I actually put out a good bit of both hoping that it'll take in a semi-wild setting to be used as extra goat forage once it turns cold. Still gotta get theAdorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-40611821156222562972012-10-22T10:57:00.000-05:002012-10-22T10:57:26.327-05:00WAHOO!!!!!
It took an hour, but I did it!
First, let me say I got busy this summer and lost track of time, which explains why I haven't posted in months.
But then, because it had been so long, I forgot all of my login information, my gmail account etc.
So its been a nightmare trying to get back into this account.
But I did it!
But I also have to go get ready for work so I don't have time to Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-60523458663275510212012-08-03T17:32:00.001-05:002012-08-03T17:47:55.369-05:00The new "Mother Earth" is here! The new "Mother Earth" is here!That's right boys and girls, yesterday when I got home from work was that special time that rolls around every other month when I check the mail that's piled on the kitchen table, run through the house like The Jerk, and promptly lock myself in the "reading room" for long enough to scan each page and decide what I want to read first.
Granted, I don't usually get around to reading anything longerAdorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-76069052779390645702012-07-29T23:54:00.001-05:002012-07-29T23:54:15.230-05:00Well, its back to work tomorrow. And I'm still not adept at posting from my phone. So before I go here's a few more of the gang of nine on walk about.
Lillie on the left, Ginger on the right.
She's called Lillie cause she looks like a jersey cow. Which made me think of The Jersey Lillie.Which seemed better than saying she was named after a cow...
That's momma goat in the back and Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-91636502105862272642012-07-29T09:33:00.000-05:002012-07-29T09:36:06.985-05:00I Do Not Hate Cats
Ok, some people may have gotten the idea that I don't like cats, from my post the other day.
The truth is, with a few exceptions, they are probably my favorite animals out of the bunch.
There's just never enough meat on them to share.
Really though, I am probably the most pro-... feline (that's the word I was gonna use) person you will ever find. The bigger the better! I Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-31530780653549517022012-07-22T10:17:00.001-05:002012-07-22T10:35:04.964-05:00This morning before work
Going to be another fun-filled week at work for me and Sam, but before that I thought I'd Show you a few pictures of "the gang of 9" on their morning chomp through the woods.
Being as I don't have nearly enough fence (donations are encouraged by not required) we try to walk them around the Municipal Building and Armory complex at least once a day. The aim is to let them roam at least an Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-4623957926915269112012-07-22T04:01:00.002-05:002012-07-22T08:30:58.000-05:00Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, Unrepentant GangsterOne of the first things I learned, aside from that some rabbits do not, in fact, breed, well... like rabbits. or even at all. Is that you should really spend a little time with a goat before you bring it home.
Let me tell you about Butcher Knife Totin' Annie.
We got our first two goats from the father of a friend of mine. He had a bunch. Most of them were nearly wild, but I didn't realize that Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-70366604726422781912012-07-21T09:03:00.001-05:002012-07-21T09:03:16.655-05:00So what am I talking about anyway?
I guess maybe I should explain what I mean by an accidental homestead, huh?
Well, to begin with, I never expected to be here, less than 3 miles from the house I grew up in.
When I was a kid I had the same dreams George Bailey (that's right, look him up) did. Basically to live the life of a Nat Geo photographer, the bush hat, the shoot me first vest, the old land rover, exotic locations, animalsAdorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276311354621437751.post-37754425304530378552012-07-20T15:26:00.001-05:002012-07-22T03:07:29.860-05:00Why not?
What are you lookin' at, Fatboy?
Afternoon, I'm Not sure who will find this or how as I'm new to this whole thing, but I've been reading a few blogs on topics that interest me and figured I'd jump in. If nothing else, I could use the practice.
First I guess I'll tell you a bit about me.
I'm a curmudgeon. Look it up.
I'm also a Libertarian. Hopefully you know that one, Adorable Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00625902907923639552noreply@blogger.com1