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death cab for cutie chickens.

death cab for cutie chickens. I.

it’s fall, which means it’s time to rotate our flock of chickens which means out with the old nearly “spent” hens and in with some new girls. i didn’t write too much about the hens we got last year beyond when they started laying i think mostly because they were a lot more skittish than the prior flock of hens. i’m not exactly sure why. hi. ho. the eggs they laid were delicious!

i didn’t want to “process” them in our backyard and we already have 8 chickens in the freezer so we don’t need more for eating. what to do with them? i wandered over to our farmers market and asked one of the amish vendors if he wanted them. sure enough, he did!

odin and i wrangled them into bins, covered them up and put them in the galaxie for the short trip out to the amish farm. they knew somethign was up because they were making quite a racket!

death cab for cutie chickens. II.

here’s the blue ribbon winning blue-laced wyandotte from last year’s county fair. i didn’t bother to take a picture of the two black marans in the other bin because they would have made a run for it and they are very, very, very hard to catch. the ameraucana died recently when someone *cough* me *cough* left the coop and chicken run doors open and a predator did what predators do.

the sight of a old ford bringing chickens brought most of the amish family out and the 12 kids of various ages were quite curious about what was happening. i’m discovering the amish love to talk about old cars and i spent quite a bit of time leaning on the car chatting about motors with the dad while two boys tranferred the chickens to their crates.

we’ll get some more hens soon. we need our fresh eggs!

the bounty from the labors of the cosmos organicos garden collective.

the bounty from the labors of the cosmos organicos garden collective. I.

we’ve had an employee garden at organic valley for years and have mostly small mountains of garlic for the past few years.

this year we joined forces with other gardeners and dubbed ourselves the cosmos organicos garden collective and have about 12 active beds that contain all manner of Good Things – garlic, tomatoes, potatoes, toooooons of salad greens, onions, broccoli, squash, tomatillos and on and on and on. it’s been a lot of fun working with five other wise and industrious green thumbs to keep on top of the chores. in the end it’s been less work than “going it alone” as we’ve done in the past. i think we’ll definitely continue on as part of the group effort next year. who knows maybe we’ll continue to grow and eventually the entire space will be managed by the collective 🙂

in the background, you can see the work being done on headquarters after the fire.

the bounty from the labors of the cosmos organicos garden collective. II.

here’s the view from the other end of the garden. i wish i could figure out how to take the close up of each bed and stitch them together in a panorama to show end to end view. it’s quite a garden – the power of the collective!

day 3346: lessons on love and loyalty and letting go and, eventually, death.

day 3346: lessons on love and loyalty and letting go and, eventually, death.

when we got the blood results back a few days ago we knew we weren’t going to have much time with him. his vet said that telling when a dog was in pain is often difficult with his type of condition. even when they are in severe pain they’ll wag their tales and come when called and get excited to go for a walk ( even when they don’t have the stamina to walk far ). the best indication is when a dog stops doing the things they love to do.

we’ve known he’s been sick for the past 6 weeks, but very quickly over the past few weeks, pushkin has stopped doing the things he loved to do. he stopped eating anything except raw chicken thighs and even that was very slowly over the course of a day. he stopped sitting in his favorite chair. and most tellingly of all he stopped licking us. he’s always been an avid licker and notorious for sneaking in licks when you weren’t expecting it. “pushkin can’t control his licker” was familiar refrain around the house ( we always said it was because he was “grateful” for us rescuing him from the horrid abuse he suffered as a puppy ). but no more.

there’s lots that could be said about pushkin. pushkin was a great dog and a loving, constant companion. in probably 90% of the photos i’ve taken of odin over the past 5 years, pushkin is within 10 feet of the frame.

just one story about how kind and smart he was. never once did he try to eat or otherwise taunt our chickens. we told him when we first brought the chicks home that the chickens were not food AND HE UNDERSTOOD! he’d watch them run around in the yard and not give them a second thought. he’d even protect them like they were members of the family pack. he would give any cats that wandered into the yard a chase if he thought they were going to harm the chickens. he’d even come over and give me a furrowed brow if he wasn’t sure why i was laying in the grass taking pictures of them.

we did a few special things over the past week like going to the drive-in but the reality is that pushkin didn’t have much stamina or interest in doing much except laying near us in the house. we made our peace with the decision as it became clearer that it was the right thing to do. in the past few days he would even get up and walk away if we approached him, as if he was trying to tell us it was time.

we got up and made him a breakfast of bacon and odin and i took a last ride with him in the galaxie. typically, he would eagerly put his head out the window, but not this time. odin noticed that it was another thing that pushkin would normally do but didn’t do anymore.

“poppi, i’m sad, but i think it’s best for pushkin to put him to sleep. i dont want him to be in pain.”

“i think you’re right odin. i think you’re right.”

odin probably said it best. “poppi, i don’t understand. why did this happen to pushkin? he’s The Best and Most Kind Dog In The Whole World. it’s Just Not Right.”

after the ride, we came home made pushkin a breakfast of bacon and shortly after took him to the vet and put him to sleep.

odin has learned a lot of lessons this week. pets teach us about love and loyalty and letting go and, eventually, death. and most importantly of all to enjoy the time you spend with the ones you cherish on this planet because you never really know how much you have.

day 3335: odin helps with his first “big” repair on the galaxie 500!

day 3335: odin helps with his first "big" repair on the galaxie 500! I.

i can play a long game, but finally getting to being able to work on the galaxie with odin is one of the longest i’ve played. when he was barely a year old, i wondered about the day when he’d help me finish one of those projects that i’ve been always meaning to start.

when we were taking a ride for the first time with his cousins we all noticed that the passenger side window was getting hard to roll down.

aha! the perfect opportunity to clean up and grease the window regulator before it wears out and breaks. i know this because when i first got the car i ignored how hard it was to roll up and down the driver’s side door and stripped the teeth on the regulator ( you can see the window handle is off in this picture because i was trying to figure out how to get it to roll down ). i learned then that it’s much, much easier to clean and grease a regulator rather than try to track down a used one and replace it.

so, i showed odin how to take off the door panel and he was very excited to help out by using steel wool to scrape the ancient, hardened grease out of the “scissor arm” rails that roll the window up and down.

day 3335: odin helps with his first "big" repair on the galaxie 500! II.

after he cleaned out the rails i showed him where to spray a little white lithium grease on the rails around the rollers. then he rolled the window up and down the distribute the grease evenly.

his eyes got big and he smiled a big smile when he saw,lo and behold, the window rolled up and down just like it would right off the factory floor!

we high-fived each other and odin said, “poppi, i really love working on the galaxie.”

“so do i, odin, so do i.”

i think we’re going to have a whole lot of fun working together on the galaxie and someday down the road i know he’ll be proud of all the work we’ve done when i give him the keys.

day 3331: tooling around in the galaxie, hanging out at a napa store.

day 3331: tooling around in the galaxie, hanging out at a napa store. I.

after riding with his cousins in the galaxie 500 for the first time ( after patiently waiting for 8 years ), i know what odin’s answer is going to be when i ask him if he wants to ride around and eventually end up at a napa store to look for a replacement antenna.

“of course!”

day 329: not quite ready for cruisin' in the galaxie five oh-oh.

when i see him in the front seat, i can still see him 8 years ago.

day 3331: tooling around in the galaxie, hanging out at a napa store. II.

my uncle owns napa stores in calais and machias in maine and i have memories of running to get parts for customers when i was about odin’s age behind the parts counter of grandfather’s
buick dealership in machias so i have fond memories of parts places in general and napa stores in particular. it would seem odin has inherited the love of talking shop with the nice folks behind the counter.

we looked at a bunch of antennas and scratched our chins and picked out a couple we thought might work and tried to make them work so we could pick up an even wider range of AM stations on the factory original radio. but alas, none of the “universal” antennas fit a 50 year old ford so we’ll have to call around to specialty parts places sell replacement parts for ’65 galaxies.