Hey what is it with that chicken?
We have a pen full of Red Broiler chickens, bred for meat production, they don’t grow as quickly or have the health problems of Cornish Cross, but they do get larger faster then some of the other breeds, say a chicken hatched here on the farm, by a duck.
You may recall the earlier posting of the duck that surprised us by sitting on a nest of chicken eggs. Rick had taken all the duck eggs out of the nest, but the ducks accomplice, Henny Penny, replaced them with chicken eggs. A few weeks later we figured it out when we saw a little chick under the duck.
At the time we thought there might be a slow hatch out of chicks, but that wasn’t the way it turned out. Eventually all the eggs disappeared and no more chicks appeared. Still there was that one little orphan chick, alone under a light in a brooder box, unhappy, complaining, chirping a sad song, hence the name “Cranky”.
Our idea was to give Cranky some friends, three of the red broilers (all named Rudy). Cranky settled down, no more complaining.
Eventually Cranky and the three “Rudies” were all reunited with the other 23 chicks. Continue reading
Seattle Pastry Girl attended last weeks fundamentals of home cheese-making workshop at Quillisascut Farm. Here is her recent blog post about the workshop.
I had the absolute pleasure of attending a Cheese Making Workshop at the Quillisascut Farm School in Rice, Washington. It could not have been any more perfect. It’s about a 6hour drive north east of Seattle and the weather cooperated-I had the most gorgeous blue skies the entire way. To call the route scenic is an understatement. I watched Lenore Lake go by, then Blue Lake and then the grandest of all Lake Roosevelt. I had never been to this picture postcard area of Washington before and it was astounding-breathtaking doesn’t do it justice. I kept my radio off and listened instead to the birds chirping and singing as I slowed for the sharp turns; watched a hawk’s shadow cross the road and hood of my car; saw two little does peeking out from the pines and more deep blue lupine than I had seen in a very long time. Read her complete post
Last fall Rick visited with three students from the Kettle Falls fourth grade. They were interviewing community members and created a booklet titled, A Few of the Friendly People (for all of you who have visited Kettle Falls you may have seen the sign on the highway near the edge of town, Kettle Falls 1640 Friendly People and one Grouch)
Rick Misterly grew up in Southern California near Los Angeles. There was nice warm weather and no winter. He walked the two blocks to school with his two friends who lived right next door. Rick played football, baseball and basketball.
He moved to Rice in 1981. He wanted to have a farm and grow his own food and have many farm animals.
Rick Misterly and his wife, Lora Lea own the Quillisascut Farm. He grows vegetables, fruit, and nuts. Rick has lots of animals on his farm. He has cows, goats, chickens, pigs and dogs. The animals require a lot of work. Everyday he has to feed the animals and collect the eggs. He also cleans the animals’ beds. He prunes the trees in late winter. Something interesting about his works is that he never knows exactly what he’s going to do each day. There’s always something unexpected.
Goats are an important animal on Rick’s farm. He milks the goats and makes many different kinds of goat cheese. Then he sells the cheese. They also have a farm school. People come from all over to learn about farm life, how to make cheese and other cooking lessons. One time the governor, Chris Gregoire and her husband had lunch at his house. There is also a book about his farm called Chefs on the Farm.
Rick loves it when the kindergarten classes from Kettle Falls Elementary come to his farm every spring! The kids are always so excited. This will be the 21st year having kindergarteners come to his farm. He loves the questions they ask and the kids love to see the goats.
By Kimberly, Gabby, Paiton