Friday, July 13, 2018

Red, White & Blue: The Story of a Coop

It began with a bird, a Svart Hona. I wanted to keep it separate from the others so I began looking for a coop. All the ones I found were way out of my budget for not enough "coop". It was beginning to be a hopeless journey.
That's when the farmer suggested we build our own coop.

"And how are we supposed to do that?"

When we bought our house, it came with two decks, they were falling apart so we never put them up.
So after work one evening, the farmer and I tore the deck apart and began to work on our coop. My father in law coached us countless nights on how to put it together. We would work on it on nights after we had worked when we all got off. We were tired, but the Svart Honas needed somewhere to go when they arrived.

I plan on planting an entire garden around the coop and leaving a pathway out of the garden. The farmer decided that we would put the coop there and then I said, "So where am I going to plant my pumpkins??" He thought for a moment, "Around it I guess."

When the guys began to place the tin roof on, they ran out of tin and when they got more, it was a totally different color. When I first saw it after they had put it all up the only thing I could think was that I had the most patriotic coop in the world! Its red, white and blue!

Can you say American chickens?
These are a couple of my bantam chicks,
they love being outside.
One of my svart honas hangs out with them in the pen.  

The front of the pen. Can't wait to paint that door.  

Abbie checking out the coop to make sure it's safe.
She's the real chicken farmer here lol!

Here's a good look at our patriotic roof! 

Thursday, July 5, 2018

An Old Fashioned Fourth of July

The Train Ride to the Past 

We sat on the bench at the old train stop. We were headed to a town in the past. We heard the whistle blow and there it came around the corner from out of the woods. It was an old-fashioned Vulcan steam engine and it was beautiful. As people got off the train we hopped onto it. The Farmer and I sat on the old wooden benches. "All Aboard!" the men called. The train whistle blew and we headed off on our journey to a world hidden among us. Steam from the engine misted back on us. It cooled me off from the heat of the day. The old wooden train cars creaked and rattled, I thought to myself that I hoped it was always like that. We rode by an old moonshine still set up in the woods. We rode by a few other old buildings and then arrived at the train depot. The train came to a stop and the men and engineer let us all off. We waved goodbye and headed out into this new world. 

A Little Jesus in a Little House

We walked down the dirt lane to a small house. It had a wooden fence all the way around. There was a woman in the breezeway sitting in her rocker. I decided to go check out the house. We walked up the lane and to the porch, "Hello!" She turned to us and began greeting us and the first thing we asked was, "Aren't you hot?" The poor costumed woman nodded her head.

"You have to have the willpower to do this type of job, you have to want to do it." That's when the farmer picked up and began telling her about everything that he does. *rolls eyes and smirks* I walked through the old house and explored while they talked in the breezeway. When I came back around to the breezeway they were talking about Jesus and how good he is. Then she asked, "Do y'all have any kids?" I looked over at my husband, "Funny you should ask..." Then I told her the story of my fertility issues and how I take medicine for it and how I had a dream and I felt like God was answering my prayers through my dreams. Then she told me that I had to claim this. I have to claim this whole pregnancy thing in the name of the Lord. We talked a bit longer and she really made me feel good and at peace. Before we left she told us, "The Lord made it so you came to this house today." and that really clicked with me. Before we left she called from the porch, "They call me Ms. Coley (I think that's right). My name is Barbara Coley." The farmer replied, "I'm Kevin, and this is my wife Adrian." and like clockwork, I chimed in, "We're the Walkers." 

The Cabin over the River 

We walked the dirt lane again and ended up at a small bridge crossing over a shallow stream that led to a much larger pond. Children stood on the bridge holding cane poles over into the stream laughing and telling us of the fish they had caught. Then I spotted a woman sitting on the porch of an old wooden cabin. She was reading a book and the book must've been extremely interesting because she didn't even hear me come up. "Hello." She continued reading, I walked up the porch steps and she lifted her head, "Oh, Hello!" We talked about staying cool and the crops in the front yard, The Farmer immediately spotted the pigweed and started explaining to this poor woman who had no idea of what he was talking about how she could get rid of it. I gave her my blog card and went through the small cabin. Oh, how people lived back then! In the first room was a bed, piano, a fireplace and a couple wardrobes, then you walk through this breezeway/porch to a dining room then to a kitchen.
It was set up very cute. It had vegetables canned and stocked away on the shelves. Bowls, cups, and other utensils were all placed on their own shelf. It wasn't like my kitchen, cluttered with all unnecessary items. It had the basics and that was it. A door in the kitchen led out back to the outhouse, a clothesline and a pasture of cattle. I loved this little homeplace more than any others on the property. It reminded me of a storybook. It was so simple but so homey. We headed back to the bridge to cross back over to go to the little white church. The woman told us of a few more places that we may like and we said our goodbyes.

We headed over the bridge and we stopped to take a look in this little white church. The old building was empty but we went in and looked around anyway. I could almost imagine myself going to a service in the old dusty room. It had pews all the way around the pulpit and on the pulpit sat two bibles. I decided it was about time to head back to reality but first, we just had to make one stop.

The Mercantile  

We headed down the main street and went into the old mercantile I guess is what it would be. We were both getting hot and thirsty and decided it was time for some drinks. I stared at the price list and almost croaked at the prices. It was the cheapest I had ever seen. $0.75 for a small drink? $3 was the most expensive thing I think. I ordered two root beer floats and then we headed to the train. We sat down at the train depot and I told the farmer thank you for spending the day with me doing something that I wanted to do. I had so much fun. We boarded the train and headed back to reality. It circled the property and we ended up at the depot that we had originally been waiting at. It was all around a fun day. 

We didn't get to visit every stop because it was just plain out too hot and the farmer had to get back to work but if you go out to the Georgia Museum of Agriculture and Historic Village be sure to go on a cool day with plenty of breeze, take a couple water bottles, some cash (the mercantile has a $5 minimum purchase for credit cards, I thought I'd have to buy about 6 waters to get to that minimum), and be sure to take a camera with a charged up battery. Visit as many places as you can before you get tired and don't forget to come see us at the farmer's market on Saturdays! :) 

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Farm Devotional: Quiet Time

Before daybreak the next morning, Jesus got up and went out to an isolated place to pray. 
Mark 1:35 

In a world that moves faster than we do it's rare that we get a small moment to rest.  With chickens to feed, eggs to be gathered, cows to be fed and tended to, breakfast to cook, and chores to do sometimes it's hard to find a moment to really kneel down and pray. 
Sometimes my prayers come as I'm gathering eggs or doing chores, sometimes it's on the way to work, and sometimes my mornings are so busy that I totally forget. 

I envy the ones who have slow prayerful mornings. I envy the ones who have the time to sit in a rocker on the front porch and read their bible while the breeze comes through. One day I will force my life to slow down but until then, I need to make a plan for quiet times in the mornings. 

How can I begin making quiet time for God? 

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Making Detox Water

Making Detox Water 

"Try this!" I handed a glass of water to the farmer as he was coming in the kitchen, "What is that?" I smirked, "Detox water." He drank another sip which meant he liked it! Yay Me!

I've been trying to lose weight for a month, even more desperately in the last two weeks. So detox water has been the go-to in our house. I actually think detox water may have replaced sweet tea this week. Crazy, right? Here is everything you need to know about detox water! 

How are you feeling?
Constipated? Bloated? Gassy? Have headaches? Fatigued? Achy & sore? Nauseous? Do you have belly fat, skin problems, food cravings, low energy, bad breath or mood swings? 

If you can read that last part and you're sitting there thinking, "Jeez, Adrian, how did you know?" Then join the club of us that are full of toxins. 
It's time to detox our bodies y'all! 

How do I even begin? 

Find yourself a pitcher, glass, or jar to keep your water stored in. 

I used one of my crystal pitchers. Fill it with fruits and herbs. I used a mix of strawberries, lemon, and basil.
(I knew that I liked sweeter flavors so I used lots of strawberries, almost an entire clamshell of them. I sliced one lemon and used three big basil leaves.) 

Pour water over the fruit and let it sit 24 hours in the fridge. You can refill it with water once or twice but after a couple days the fruit will begin to taste bitter and will no longer be good. 

What are some other mixes I can use? 

Cucumber + Watermelon

Strawberry + Lemon + Basil 

Raspberry + Lime 

Blackberries + Mint 

Blueberry + Mint + Kiwi

Pineapple + Lemon + Pomegranate

Strawberry + Cucumber + Lime

Watermelon + Mint 

You'll notice there are no measurements on my mixes list, the reason for that is that everyone has different taste buds. I prefer sweetness over acidity or savory so I know to use more of the sweet fruits like the berries. Make your detox water the way you want. Enjoy & detox! 

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Summer Projects: Fruit Stand Popsicles

Photo Credit: One Little Project

Fruit Stand Popsicles

What You'll Need: 
  • Fruit: Kiwi, Strawberries, Blueberries, Raspberries etc.
  • Coconut Water, Juice, Sprite, 7 up,  etc.
  • Popsicle molds that can be bought at Walmart or any other general home store. 
Cut up your fruit if it's larger and for berries just pop them into the mold then pour the water, juice, sprite etc. over the fruit, place them in the freezer and freeze them. Enjoy when the weather is hot and your mouth is dry!