Wanna Be Hobby Farm Girl

I want so badly to be a Hobby Farm Girl.

It is actually one of my goals.

I have a good start!

Well...

I think I do!

Or...

DID!

I've got the chickens and ducks.

I incubate eggs each year.

I raise baby chicks.

I sell the Farm Fresh Eggs.

We all know I've got the canning and jelly making down.

I've got the berry bushes, the plum thickets, and the fruit trees.

I'm not known as the Jelly Fairy for nothing!

I've acquired a horse.

His name is Stormy.

We get along really well.

We've always got calves in the lot.

As for pigs, goats, and sheep...

I'm not sure I am ready for those,

BUT

I want a lama and a mini donkey!

I have hopes, plans, and a huge desire to put together a few raised beds.

I want to plant enough veggies for my family, and have enough to share with a few other folks.

I have goals in the garden area, but I'm not so sure I'm ready to share those yet.

I have found a passion for refurbishing items, refinishing furniture, and an expression of what I call crafts and decor.

This morning was living proof that God made me a Rancher Girl!

We have had a really wet and ice type winter.

It has gone from 60 degree days to below 30 degree days over night!

I can't tell you the amount of rainfall we have had.

Side note...

When you pray for rain,

You've gotta deal with the mud!

No one, on the ranch, is complaining about the moisture.

We have had more ice, than normal, this winter.

Just this week, we got our first real snow.

We got a couple of inches.

But with the Oklahoma temperatures,

The snow didn't last long.

The snow was enough to make me "over" winter and want to Spring Forward NOW!

Yes...

We do Spring Forward this weekend.

Anyway...

Back to my reality check of the morning.

When the sun came up,

I opened the blinds.

I look out to the chicken pens.

Chickens are meandering around, scratching, and pecking.

They are enjoying their morning...

OUTSIDE THE CHICKEN PEN!

Yep!

I failed to lock them up in their coop last night!

On to my second reality check of the morning.

We have two bunnies.

Peter and Paul

We acquired them a little over a year ago.

They have been great pets.

They actually set with Flower Boy and watch TV in the evenings.

We have had them inside, during the extreme temperatures.

I have turned the enclosed dog kennels into their temporary housing.

It works really well and the bunnies have been safe and warm.

The bunnies outside house is a castle, with tons of space below as a yard.

When we are home, they have an extended yard beyond the castle.

They thoroughly enjoy their space.

It gives enough room for them to exercise, as well as space for visitors to get in and play with the bunnies.

SO...

Today is suppose to be near 60 degrees, with sunshine.

It is a good day to put the bunnies outside.

Flower Boy takes them out, just after I realized I hadn't put the chickens up for the night.

He heads off to work.

I continue getting ready for work.

I enter the kitchen to prepare my lunch.

As I look out the window,

I see Paul, the black bunny, in what appears to be, in the outside pen.

The one they get to go in when we are home.

On second look,

I see Paul scampering across the yard, towards the chicken pens!

I run to my phone,

Call Flower Boy

"You have to come home! Paul is, in the yard, hopping towards the chicken pens!"

Drewman jumped away from whatever he was doing.

He had class or a meeting at 9am this morning...

We ran outside,

Chased Paul around the yard,

And finally got him back into the Bunny Castle!

Well...

Here's the "How did he get out?" answer.

Bunnies burrow.

They make deep holes in the ground.

These holes help to keep them cool in the summer and warm in the winter.

With all the moisture this winter,

Peter and Paul's burrow collapsed and left a gaping hole under their fence.

Paul, being the investigative bunny,

Quickly found the hole!

The hole is now covered and/or filled with a grill propane tank.

I hope Paul doesn't dig enough today or get past it!

Needless to say,

I did not get my lunch made.

I was only 4 minutes late for work.

I'm pretty sure Drewman made it to his 9am.

AND

Flower Boy didn't have, to turn around, to come back home and help.

All in the goals of a Wanna Be Hobby Farm Girl!

Thank You, God, for making me a Rancher Girl!

We are in the mist of calving season!

Babies are being born every day!

I LOVE MY LIFE!

XOXO,

Rancher Girl