The Elderberry Incident aka The Peace Pipe

The Elderberry Incident aka The Peace Pipe

Homestead Stories
An Elderberry Poem My uncle is a jack of all trades... He was a barber, he was a police detective, he was a park ranger and there are probably a few I've long since forgotten (or never even knew!) ;) But these days, as the whirlwind of activity that used to keep you in a good hard sleep all night are winding down to a calmer slower life, he writes. This time, he is writing an elderberry poem... sort of, LOL. And I don't mean that casually. He "writes". He puts history into words on paper. He makes us chuckle. He makes us cry. Sometimes I'm not entirely sure I "get" the whole picture, but one thing is certain... when I log on to facebook, I look for them. The…
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Join Us At Bloglovin’

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Follow my blog with Bloglovin From Wikipedia... Bloglovin' is a platform that allows users to read, organize, and discover their favorite blogs on mobile and desktop. It is a design-focused platform that aggregates feeds from sources with RSS feeds, allowing users to discover and organize content. As of April 2014, Bloglovin’ reaches over 16 million global users monthly. Bloglovin' caters primarily to the “lifestyle” crowd. 90% of Bloglovin’s users are female.
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Broadley Penitentiary

Broadley Penitentiary

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And, The past two day here at Broadley Penitentiary have been interesting to say the least and with the onset of yet another snow event, I am feeling the extra work with having the Frolicking Frisky Fat girls amongst the prisoners. The Little Nasties have gone on strike and not laid their little duckie eggs for two days, the Little Chicken Mafia have been practicing their own brand of payback and Peckerhead…well he’s just being a peckerhead. Everyone in the cells are protesting the crowded conditions… The Frolicking Frisky Fat girls are loving and fun and ohhhh so curious…nosing the other prisoners creating a flurry of quacks and squawks…outrage from the fluffy feathered fowl…they charge the door each time I enter, all sixty to seventy pounds of them trying to…
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I Am Snow Fatigued

I Am Snow Fatigued

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Another guest post from our ever humerous, Nancy Broadley. I have had only scant hints of snow all winter here in NE Oklahoma, but up North, it's a whole different story... And... I am snow fatigued. Yes, there is a condition in the North East that is snow fatigue and after three Nor’ Easters in the span of two weeks I’ve had enough. So on this morning hubby is out, bundled up in a snow suit, pushing the blasted white stuff out of the driveway…I am still in my pajama's and wrapped in my blue and white Eyore bathrobe. I can hear the prisoners squawking for breakfast and I dread the thought of slumping my way through two feet of snow, carrying a water pail, to feed and water the…
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Let’s Go to Bed – I don’t like this day. I need a new one.

Let’s Go to Bed – I don’t like this day. I need a new one.

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And... This morning I feel like a murderer…..I woke to the darkness and took my time out on the deck to enjoy the mornings peaceful and finally, warmer temps. Coffee in hand I could hear Peckerhead crowing his own greeting to what promises to be a nice day. The Little Chicken Mafia clucking away quietly, almost as if whispering. The Little Nasties, a bit louder with their demanding, rowdy quacks. I am coming out of a sleepless night….I am tired and groggy trying to dig deep to find any little scrap of energy that will carry me through the normal morning chores. My restless night started at about 1 a.m. Bumping under the kitchen floor, the dogs scrabbling across the room trying to get whatever it was that chose this…
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Merry Christmas from Nancy Broadley

Merry Christmas from Nancy Broadley

Homestead Stories
Merry Christmas :) Twas Christmas Day, All was quiet on the farm, Not a creature was stirring, Not even the Little Chicken Mafia in the Barn. As my boots squished through the poop, And with hay in my hair, I delivered the chickens, Their Christmas fare. The Nasties were quiet, as quiet as Duckies could be, With a bowl full of Christmas grain, I didn't even hear a peep. Hubby was loading The wood in the stove, While outside the wind blew, It was snowy and cold. From off in the distance, To my eyes should appear, A late Santa call, With many tiny reindeer, From out of the snow, I heard a HO, HO, HO, And laughter filled the air... Merry Christmas to All May you be blessed with…
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The Eggbound Chicken of the Chicken Mafia

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Good morning 🙂 And, Chicken butt. Now, I can seriously and honestly tell you I know more about chickens than I really care to. But, it hadn’t always been this way. I was raised on a farm and yes, we had chickens but the most contact I ever had with them was collecting their eggs and scattering their feed. So when I got chickens on my own little patch of dirt years later, I was starting out with zero knowledge of chicken care taking. I knew to water and feed them but that was about the gist of it. And as I turned to Facebook chicken groups to get information I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of crazy chicken people I had taken on as friends. I mean seriously,…
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Crying over spilled milk-er-soup

Crying over spilled milk-er-soup

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And, I woke up this morning with grand plans…and rolling out of bed I hit the floor running. Grabbing my coffee, I held it in one hand while busily putting away dishes with the other as I wanted a clean counter top to make Whoopie Pies which I planned to bring to my brother later in the morning. The dogs were circling my legs as they always do when they sense it’s going to be a baking morning…hoping for any little tidbit to fall from the table so they could scoop it up hungrily like a bunch of little beggers. The conversation sounded like a parody of chaos… ’Lucy! Get out from under my feet! Tara-belle don’t you dare jump up on that counter! Sadie! For the love of God!…
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Rooted in Nature-Stories from Nancy Broadley

Rooted in Nature-Stories from Nancy Broadley

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Good morning :) The human body fascinates me. It is strong, resilient and this working machine, if working properly, carries us day in and day out. Yet, one wrong move, one simple twist and the body will let you know who's in charge... As a homesteader my work starts at dawn and all through the day I am twisting, bending, reaching, lifting and putting my body through its paces... often pushing it further than it wants to go... so you would think something as easy as picking up a lawn chair and moving it would not be a big deal right? Wrong! It was a simple task. Pick up the lawn chair, fold it and bring it into the hallway so it doesn't get wet with the storm predicted to…
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Vegans and Omnivores Unite-Food Security is the Real Issue

Vegans and Omnivores Unite-Food Security is the Real Issue

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Well, I sent a broadcast email to my entire mailing list this afternoon. I was entirely unprepared for the backlash... and lots of unsubscribes. Vegan or Omnivore is NOT the Debate when Food Security is at Stake In case your don't subscribe to "The Homestead Express" and didn't get the email, it was a notice for a free viewing of the film, "Raising Meat Chickens". Now, being that this is a blog on self reliance on a bit of land, herbs to support health, growing your own food, etc... who knew I would offend so many people by offering a free viewing for a film that goes into topics like "How to Buy Cruelty Free Chicken" and "Inside Chicken Factory Farms—The Awful Truth"? I did a google search on "dialog…
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