10/29 Moss and tiny cup mushrooms.
Wake up sheeple! The Blue Haired Girlfriend’s Grandmother’s sheep will be arriving in two or three days.
Aaaaaa! The pasture for them isn’t finished, we don’t have any sheep food, and what if the sheep think my pants are dweeby and my hair looks like a dead squirrel reading Nietzsche?
Also, I think there are two feral kittens living under the house.
10/28 We have one peacock who is happy to bath in the pile of goat poop for hours. He is the mighty poopship, sailing the seas of dung!
Pressed apples today. The apples were very, uh, “friendly.” Friends had to be removed from apples before making into cider. Cider should not be friendly. Yield was a little low this year, due to excessive friendliness.
Pressing finished at 1AM. Sad to say, that is not the latest we have been up cidering.
Cultured with the sake yeast we used last year. Soon: booze!
10/27 This year the back pasture has dozens of black-and-purple Boletus zelleri mushrooms. I never saw them before and now there are a gajillion! It’s hard to shake the suspicious that they’re fake mushrooms and that someone has been going around glueing pages about Boletus zelleri into all our mushroom books for unknown reason. (The large mushroom in back and the tiny pin-shaped one in front are both zelleris.)
Finally made myself pick the rest of the apples from the wormiest apple tree. Someone (you can’t prove it was me) didn’t put pantyhose over the apples this year. An apple that doesn’t feel pretty is an apple scorned, I guess.
10/26 Soup-Nose loves fallen maple leaves, especially dry yellow ones. Like potato chips. I hear her eating leaf chips with her mouth open all day, crunch crunch crunch. Crunch crunch crunch. Crunch. Crunch.
10/25 Elf-saddle mushroom. Elves have somewhat primitive ideas about comfort on horseback, apparently.
The back pasture is full of mushrooms! Almost none of them follow you around the farm and whisper things to you. Terrible things.
10/24 Today’s totally true you can trust me I’m a real science-doer-person fact: chickens are closely related to avocados.
We at Lazy Evaluation Ranch do not recommend making guacamole out of your chicken.
10/22 Rough-Skinned Newt eft.
Still grouchy re: Unexpected Plumbing Delights. Didn’t write anything in chorelog.
10/21 Didn’t write anything in the chore log today because I was busy stomping around being a grouchy boogerhead due to a Plumbing Issue.
But I did take this picture of the fog devouring the back pasture. It’s never quite the same pasture when we get it back afterwards.
10/20 Don’t look now, but this peacock’s butt seems to be on fire, or possibly turning colors for autumn.
We made a second attempt at burning the terrifying twelve-foot-tall fireproof blackberries with a taste for human blood. It went slightly better this time! Now the blackberries are angry. We won’t like them when they’re angry.