Yes it is that time of year when we go get hay. We get it as soon as our hay supplier bales it. These big bales of hay each weigh 1,200 lbs each. We bought 6 of them in October 2017 to last until June 2018. We are buying 6 bales again today. The llamas eat more in the winter yet the hay lasted 2 months longer than expected. What a blessing ! When the last morsel of this hay was fed to the llamas, August 12, I couldn't help but sing a ceremonious song of gratitude for the hay, the earth, the man who planted it, cut it, and baled it and also for my husband that went to pick it up in the trailer and stacked these giant hay bales behind the llama shelter. The last bit of the hay was as green and fresh as when we bought it last October.
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Here is a great idea for those big zucchini you get from your garden. Use the ones that are still fleshy inside and the seeds are still tender. We are going to make Pizza ! This is the kind of pizza you will eat with a fork.
This zucchini was 4" in diameter.
1. Cut 1/4 " slices. ( For me 6 slices fit my baking sheet) My slices were 4" in diameter. 2. Oil the slices and lay on a foil lined baking sheet. 3. Set foil lined baking sheet with oiled zucchini slices in oven 6" under broiler and broil for 2-4 minutes on each side (I am at 6,000 ft elev. so it took 4 minutes) begin watching at 2 minutes. Take out and cool. You can eat them like this. Add some salt and pepper yum* or... 4. Next put a spoonful of spaghetti sauce on each one ( I cut up some canned Italian stewed tomatoes .) 5. Put a slice of mozzarella cheese to fit on top of each slice. ( I only had Colby) 6. Broil 2-4 minutes. start watching those at 2 minutes and remove when just beginning to brown. Take out of the oven and cool on a rack for 5 minutes. They are very good.
Garden Pizza-Like Zucchini
Use a spatula to carefully remove from the baking sheet and place on a plate and enjoy. Just think of the toppings you can put on this. What comes to mind is a thin slice of homegrown tomato, genoa salami, and a slice of cheese. What about bacon and bleu cheese ? Many possibilities.
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Living on this Little Utah Farm, has been a great teacher. I have learned a lot about myself and life in these past 9 1/2 years. Here is one such lesson.
I was born and raised in Southern California. I lived where the scent of roses filled the air and the green foliage, grasses, plants, trees, and mild weather thrived and continued all year long. I remember putting seeds or a new plant in the ground and it would thrive. We could plant most all year through.
When we moved to Utah we entered into a whole different world of landscapes and we met with the 4 seasons. My garden and the surrounding land were barren and brown to this California Girl. A Green Deficit sent me into a flurry of collecting artificial trees and flowers. It was the best idea I could come up with besides patience.
It took quite a few years, but I came to see the spiritual beauty in the 4 seasons, I began to feel the changes deep in my soul. There was meaning to the Colors and waning of Autumn, the white stillness of winter, the awakening of spring, and the flourishing of summer.
The garden on Little Utah Farm is flourishing.
Yesterday, I went into the shed to get a weeding tool and my eye caught a dusty old artificial pine tree in the corner. I laughed out loud at my old feeling of panic and the Green Deficit as my garden and the surrounding land is now bursting with all the goodness summer can hold. What was once a life savor for my sorrow was now ready for the trash.
I lifted the top section of the tree and then the base and carried it out to the trash. I thought and wondered how could I ever think this would substitute for the beauty and splendor my garden has shown me. I put the lid down on the trash can and a big smile sprouted on my face as I brushed the dirt and dust from my hands. This is indeed a milestone, real growth for me as I continue to learn on Little Utah Farm.
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Nope couldn't do it. I couldn't pluck out those beautiful corn plants and let them wither and die. Each seed I planted had sprouted. I owe that not only to the rich soil, but also to waiting until the weather warmed. Today was the day I had to decide what to do. My decision was to transplanted the crowded plants make my rows longer !
I followed these easy steps to transplant them:
I watered the plants and soil for easy removal.
I dug a new hole 8-12" from the last corn plant
carefully cut down into the soil about 5" around the corn plant for transfer
gently lifted the corn plant out of the ground supporting it with my hand trowel/shovel
carefully placed the corn plant in the hole
put soil around the plant
tamped down the soil a bit
watered the soil around the transplanted corn and blessed it.
I did these 8 steps with each plant I transferred. Every scoop of soil I dug had families of earthworms, little babies to adult size. And thankfully they all came out whole. I laid them to the side and they quickly returned to the earth. That lasagna or layering method of composting I tried last autumn/early winter, has turned that clay into moist rich nutrient laden soil that the earthworms love. You ought to try this. It is a game changer. Gardening is a breeze with good soil. Here is the link for that post, Winter Layers For My Garden
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The coop door opened and 8 hens ran for the corner where the soil was warm and sandy. Must have felt so good. It was one of our first warm days since winter. They stayed in that dirt for some time soaking up the rays and dusting their bodies and feathers.
Dust baths are a way for chickens to keep clean. It also keeps those pests at bay. The dust will clog the pores and suffocate any pests hitching a ride. It is a natural pesticide. Watch video: Here is our hens inside the coop taking dust baths.
Dust baths are a kind of self-care for chickens.
If your chickens do not have a place to take dust baths you can create one for them. You can use, for example, an old apple crate, 14" plastic tub, galvanized tub or just dig out an area and fill it with the following base. A good base is: Equal amounts of
dry clean dirt ( fertilizer, pesticide free)
clean builders sand
That is enough but You can also add:
ash/charcoal ( NO Lighter fluid !) -Charcoal has vitamin K for blood clotting and also calcium and magnesium. charcoal is a laxative and helps remove toxins and the ash and charcoal also absorbs toxins.
dried ground lavender, mint, and rosemary are good insect repellents
dried yarrow is an anti-inflammatory and clears up respiratory issues as do thyme and rosemary.
If your dust bath area is outdoors think of adding an umbrella or canopy to keep it dry.
Chickens taking a dust bath are fun to watch. They peck at the ground to loosen the dirt and maneuver their wings to fluff the dirt up over them. When the are done with their bath they will stand walk away and give a big shake shake, like a dog shakes off water, and a big cloud of dust will come off of them.
You do not have to have a formal dust bath for free range chickens. They will find a place and make it suitable for their dust bath. Here is our hen, Angel, settling down on some bare ground to have a dust bath. I had music playing on my phone and wind chimes in the background. Made it kind of like a spa atmosphere.
Watch video of Angel take her dust bath
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Two little girls are talking 1st girl: Does your family pray before you eat dinner? 2nd girl: Nope my mom knows how to cook.
Back in 1959, Mom showed me how to make a heart cake using an 8 inch square pan and 8 inch round pan. The process fascinated me and Mom helped me put together a presentation on how to make this heart shaped cake for "show and tell" in my first grade class. I had the round and square pans and used the chalk board to demonstrate how to make them into a heart shaped cake.
How To Make A Heart Cake
This video shows how to make a heart shaped cake the way Mom taught me.
And this video below shows a different way.
Mom taught me how to make butter for "show and tell" and here is the link to that post. We Made Our Own Butter!
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Life on a farm is a school of patience; you can't hurry the crops or make an ox in two days.~ Henri Alain
Llama Sounds At certain times llamas make distinctive sounds that express their emotions.
A mother will hum to hercria or baby llama, to assure it and show affection.
A young llama and adults will make a worrisome hum when they are anxious or bored or hungry.
The clucking sounds are like making a tic-toc sound with your tongue on the roof of the mouth. Clucking means stay away from me, I do not want you in my space.
The high pitched alarm sound is a squeal warning of a predator or some kind of danger or uncertain event, like a heads up.
My llama, Starbuck, cries out like a pterodactyl, when he does not get his way. It is a definite Jurassic Park sound.
Pronking
Pronking is a hop up and leap forward on all fours. It reminds me of the cartoon Pepee Le Pew, the skunk. Boing* boing* boing*
In the video below you will hear the high shrill alarm sound, see how tall the llamas are when they stand on their hind legs and see them running and pronking ( a bounce on all fours)
Many people have asked where we get the brush shown in the video. The llamas use the big blue brush for self-grooming, scratching a hard to get to itch and they also massage their upper palette with the bristles. A street sweeper brush can be sought by inquiring at street sweeper companies, city or county road departments.
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of Little Utah Farm
Thank you for visiting Little Utah Farm (page views 14,522) I hope you enjoyed the video of my llamas. Llamas are very entertaining. Until next time, please check out our store Little Utah Farm on Zazzle. We just made some 1/2" black llama with a red heart, tattoos on a whole sheet of 72. Just cut out a llama and follow the instructions. Put one on your face, make a string of llamas around your wrist or ankle or a parade going up your arm or over your shoulder.
We loved this recipe. It was surprisingly easy, quick and delicious. I am aware that this is not a real lasagna because it is not layered but your taste buds will recognize the lasagna goodness. Here is the recipe: Brown: 1 lb. ground beef Separately, Cook: 8 oz of egg noodles set aside Add to browned ground beef: 24-26 oz. of spaghetti sauce Simmer 5 minutes Add: cooked egg noodles Mix in: 8 oz. shredded mozzarella cheese and 8 oz. of cottage cheese
Transfer to a greased 2 quart casserole dish Top with 1 cup of Parmesan cheese Bake uncovered at 350 degrees for 30 minutes Eat
Thank you for visiting Little Utah Farm (page views 14,510) Until next time, I will share this with you. Everyday I look for joy.I ask the universe first thing in the morning, "What is my greatest joy?" While feeding the animals, I become aware of the thrill of the snow crunching under my feet, and shortly after, Mother and Father Raven perch above me and call back and forth to each other. Later in the day, my husband invites me for brisk walk with our three dogs in the juniper forest. The feeling of being healthy and having my family with me fills me with so much gratitude my heart overflowed with joyful tears. The evening ended with a drive through the juniper forest as the sun was setting. A pair of large birds either golden eagles or large hawks were soaring high above the cliffs trying to escape some angry ravens. When the sun hit their wings it was like they had white feathers. All day the joys kept coming into my awareness. I recognized the feelings of joy. Do you know how many times our minds are so busy we do not notice the possibilities for experiencing the feelings of joy and the potential for joys that are all around us? Each joy sent tingles and thrill bumps through my skin like a signal that proved to me yes, this was yet another joy and I milk that feeling holding it within my whole being as long I can. Ask yourself in the morning: What is my greatest joy? That opens the door to joy. Then begin noticing the things that you appreciate. The more you appreciate the more there is to appreciate. by-Deborah Moon Moen of Little Utah Farm What do you love? Customize this easy to use template by changing the word "Llamas" and put in your own favorite animal, word, or person. Mug comes with " I (Red Heart) (love) Llamas. You can even customize the color and choose a different mug.
Every morning I go on an egg hunt. It is really fun. I feel happy and curious like a child while I search for the eggs.
Lolli, Ducky, and Daisy slurp up some snow after foraging through the garden. Little Utah Farm.
We have 3 Buff Orpington ducks. Their names are Lolli, Daisy, and Ducky. Some of their nests are so nice that the hens prefer to lay their eggs right in with the larger white duck eggs. I can tell who is who. The Aracana, Pearle and Isis, lay beautiful blue-green eggs. The White Plymouth, Angel and Fae lay pale light brown eggs. The Giant Black Jersey, Maven, lays a similar light brown egg. And they look so pretty all together in the nest. Duck eggs are different than chicken eggs. I think they tast same but some people swear there is a difference. The only difference I can see is the size and the fact that Duck eggs have less water content in the white portion. They cook faster. The ducks dig the nest deep and line it with an intricate weave of straw and feathers till it makes a nice shape, like an upside down crown of a straw hat. After they lay their eggs, they cover everything up with straw till it is even with the ground. I have to stick my hand down into the straw and wiggle my fingers around to find those eggs. Sometimes I find a duck egg lying in the center of the coop as if it just fell out on the way to a nest. And it probably did. One of the ducks, I think it is Daisy, has been doing that since she began laying in the fall. I also find an occasional egg in the shallow pond or on the grass lawn. It makes me laugh.
8 Eggs gathered in one day. Little Utah Farm
We share our eggs with our neighbors and in town. With 8 hens and 3 ducks I gather at least 5 eggs a day. Some days, like yesterday, I gather 8. That adds up fast! I am about to go out this morning on another egg hunt. I would love to have one of those egg pocket aprons. I think I will sew my own before spring gets here.
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Thank you for visiting Little Utah Farm (page views 14,503) Until next time, I found a story for you to enjoy. “I have never before gathered eggs from under a hen. Fernando has never before seen a hen. We bend low into the shed where perch a dozen or so fat lady birds. There's no shrieking or fluttering at all. I approach one and ask if she has an egg or two. Nothing. I ask in Italian. Still nothing. I ask Fernando to pick her up but he's already outside the shed smoking and pacing, telling me he really doesn't like eggs at all and he especially doesn't like frittata. Both bold-faced lies. I start to move the hen and she plumps down from her perch quite voluntarily, uncovering the place where two lovely brown eggs sit. I take them, one at a time, bend down and nestle them in my sack. I want two more. I peruse the room. I choose the hen who sits next to the docile one. I pick her up and she pecks me so hard on my wrist that I drop her. I see there is nothing in her nest and apologise for my insensitivity, thinking her nastiness must have been caused by embarrassment. I move on to another hen and this time find a single, paler brown-shelled beauty, still warm and stuck all over with bits of straw. I take it and leave with an unfamiliar thrill. This is my first full day in Tuscany and I've robbed a henhouse before lunch. Back home in the kitchen I beat the eggs, the yolks of which are orange as pumpkin, with a few grindings of sea salt, a few more of pepper, adding a tablespoon or so of white wine and a handful of Parmigliano. I dig for my flat broad frying pan, twirl it to coat its floor with a few drops of my tourist oil, and let it warm over a quiet flame. I drop in the rinsed and dried blossoms whole, flatten them a bit so they stay put, and leave them for a minute or so while I tear a few basil leaves, give the eggs another stroke or two. I throw a few fennel seeds into the pan to scent the oil, where the blossoms are now beginning to take colour on their bottom sides. Time to liven up the flame and add the egg batter. I perform the lift-and-tilt motions necessary to cook the frittata without disturbing the blossoms, which are now ensnared in the creamy embrace of the eggs. Next, I run the lush little cake under a hot grill to form a gold blistery skin on top before sliding it onto a plate, strewing it with torn basil. The heat of the eggs warms the herbs so they give up a double-strength perfume. Now I drop a thread of find old balsamico over it. And finally, let it rest.” ― Marlena de Blasi
