torrilin replied to your video “I’m not

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torrilin replied to your video “I’m not going any closer to those baby pigs without supervision.”

*passes you a 200mm lens*

oh i have one but i’d need a higher angle to use it. actually i have a 150-600mm i’ve literally never used and need to get out and do something with at some point. i keep intending to set it up like, in a blind by the yurt. but so far i haven’t.

i just need to not be a wuss and climb over that fence. the sows are really not that territorial. but i figure i’d do that when someone a little more experienced is around. i’ve done it before but when they were on pasture, it’s a narrow space in there and i’m clumsy and not great at maintaining my lines of egress. last thing i need is for one to get annoyed so i get out of her way and blunder straight into another one’s danger zone. 
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So the old flock of hens has gone, the last 135 of them to another farmer who is expanding their egg

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So the old flock of hens has gone, the last 135 of them to another farmer who is expanding their egg operation but had started getting bigger orders for eggs before their new hens had settled in.

That left 9 roosters, that they didn’t want. They went to a kindly Indian man who, likely, planned to eat them. Even Fabio! I’m so sad, he was a great free-range rooster, but nobody’s backyard flock had room for him. 

Except when they came out in the morning to collect the 9 roosters, who’d been shut up in the henhouse overnight, there were only 8.

Odin, the one-eyed black rooster who promoted himself to free-range two winters ago and has been out most of this winter too, had somehow squeezed himself out of the shut-up henhouse, and was sitting under the grain bin waiting for breakfast. 

He’s a free man. He’s not going in with the new flock, but at the moment he has found a great living for himself: he sits under the grain bin, roosts on one of its axels (they have a gravity wagon for the hog feed), sticks his head into the flow of food every morning while the buckets are being filled for the hogs, cleans up under the bin when they’re done, and… spends his days with the boar, apparently, shut up in the old barn. No one can catch him. He doesn’t run away, he just knows exactly how far to sidle so that no one can grab him.

He roosts on the boar sometimes too. 

Most of the time, nobody really knows where he is, but there’s often… a crowing noise… from somewhere within the hulk of the old barn, so. 
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missenchantment: davidthoris: salparadisewasright: kimpossibooty: God gave me depression because...

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missenchantment:

davidthoris:

salparadisewasright:

kimpossibooty:

God gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked I would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16

@uberfrau @missenchantment

Truth
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Many baby pigs. (at Laughing Earth)

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Many baby pigs. (at Laughing Earth)
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Buying organic potting soil at McEnroe in Dutchess Co. Heck of a...

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Buying organic potting soil at McEnroe in Dutchess Co. Heck of a drive. Beautiful scenery, could do without the snow though.
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00550: Lake Issyk Kul, Kyrgyzstan Google Earth

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00550:

Lake Issyk Kul, Kyrgyzstan

Google Earth
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