We hope to have a good selection of fingerlings Saturday if we can get them out of the ground.
After moving the laying hens Wednesday morning, we went to dig potatoes. I ran the cultivating tractor with the potato plow attached down a row ( our rows are 440′ long) of Rose Finn Apple fingerling potatoes. The yield was disappointing compared to the Bintje potatoes we have been digging, only a few 5 gal. buckets off the entire row.
But then Jenifer boiled some for supper… They were awesome! We generally eat the cull vegetables, except for sweet corn, which we selfishly hoard and I think Rose Finn fingerlings might be added to the list.
We quit for lunch around 12:30 and it started to rain around 1:00. Not hard, just enough to make digging potatoes out of the question. So I took a nap after lunch and then went shopping…
The Thrill of Shopping
Shopping for me involves going to Lowe’s for lumber and hardware and Tractor Supply for pine shavings for the turkeys and the laying hen’s nest boxes.
I also got the thrill of going to Radio Shack, Office Max, and Wal-Mart looking for a USB to Ethernet adapter and vice-versa.
Ellie wanted a laptop and we told her we would match her 1/2 on the purchase. She made her half in 3 weeks selling flowers so we had to pony up for the other half and we went to Best Buy in Concord to take advantage of the state tax- free days this past weekend.
Wireless Farm
I also bought something I have been dreading, a wireless router.
Some of you may not know what I am talking about and, believe me, I am in your camp while others will consider me a luddite for having trouble hooking up a simple router.
The installation instructions were simple, remove the Ethernet cable from the back of the computer and plug it into the router… Our 7 year old computer does not have an Ethernet cable. It is a USB plug. Which led to the fruitless search for adapters at Radio Shack, Office Max, and Wal-Mart… I was told multiple times I needed to go to Best Buy… jeez.
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Dear Professor Mullis,
Your stern lecture to the turkey killer brought a smile to my breakfast table. Imagining the setting,your quandary and your solution gave me another glimpse of a different,demanding and rewarding way of life. I am sorry about the lost turkeys but happy to see that Laughing Owl Farm is well named.