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Oh Yes, Chickens Can Fly

Video proof of the bantam style naughtiness that has now corrupted the entire the chicken flock:

http://youtu.be/YK1Y6kwrsHM

Do not show your chickens this video!!!

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A Butterfly Release

As parents B and I perpetually struggle between what will delight O right this minute and what we think is actually good for him in the long run. Screens are especially perilous territory. After some harrowing battles over the parameters of limited screen time, we are now an only-on-special-occasions screen time family. Not having a TV helps this cause.  Who would have thought that I would come to value the 45 minutes that the boys spend zoning out with nothing to do while driving to and fro from visiting family each week? Between our iPhones, the iPad and other assorted electronic items it would be theoretically possible for the Big Bro to have almost no down time. What would it be like to never daydream?

So we were especially delighted by the gift Big Bro’s Nana got him for his 5th birthday. Good, old fashioned fun: caterpillars that turned to Painted Lady Butterflies right there in our kitchen!

Here is the subsequent release:

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Big Bro holds a butterfly! Magical!

Apple Maggot Control Bags: Love and Hate

If you have never looked at your lovingly dwarfed apple tree bursting with fruitlets and thought “Crap. That’s a lot of fruit. Too bad the blight skipped this year.” you have never applied apple maggot control bags. Think tiny pantyhose that must be tied on to each and every fruitlet in order to prevent all manner of winged creatures from using my hard won fruit as a nursery. Might be kind of cute, right? A tree wearing stockings!

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No way, man. Indeed they are almost as unattractive as the name implies. Limp, wrinkly apple maggot control bags all over my sweet little fruit trees.

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That tree is embarrassed.

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They do improve slightly when the contents swell.

I ordered 3 bags of these beauties, 144 count each. I am done with 2 bags and perhaps 60% done with the job. How is that possible?? I have tiny trees, and only 5 are apples or pears of fruit bearing age. This process is mostly satisfying, kind of overwhelming. With Baby R being a primary focus around here these days, every minute with both hands free is precious. I keep reminding myself that it is absolutely worth it to spend an extra 20 seconds on each fruit to ensure a generally worm free harvest. It is! Also, I feel like I’m wrapping myself hundreds of presents, not to be opened until late summer/ fall.

I hope my canning jars like presents, too.