Higgledy Piddledy Post.

Ta muchly to all who commented on my last post (and if you'd still like to give me your thoughts, I'd be most appreciative). 

Congratulations, Faye of fayesplace!  My bemused hubby drew out Number One from the little pile I presented him with.  I will be getting a little something off to you shortly.

And as a point of interest, I happened to be speaking to a friend on the 'phone the other night and she mentioned she had found rabbit in our local supermarket for.......$24.95 (NZ, of course) for one rabbit!  Gulp!!  Maybe I should look into marketing them a little more seriously.

Now, onto some quilting:

Two little bassinet quilts for the maternity unit at our local rural hospital.  I finished them today using my beloved no-snit machine binding.  And I just happened to be travelling past today and was able to drop them off together with the other three I completed a wee while ago.  The gratitude they showed really polished my ego!

These were made with some leftover batik charm squares from Tulis Textiles.  I am forever amazed at how half-square triangles can be put together in so many different ways.  Might just have to try some more.  And the binding is the border I was originally going to put on my MIL's quilt, but decided it looked better without it.  Waste not, want not.

This is the back, I'm attempting to show the quilting, can you see it?  I'm still trying to decide whether this fabric is cute, or a little sinister....?

And then, because I was showing off big brother's drawings the other day, I just have to show this.  The first discernible 'thing' my three-year-old has drawn.  And she named it, not me!

Aren't scanners fantastic machines?!

Population Explosion

Well, I can see how rabbit populations can get out of control in the wild.  At this moment I have:

5 breeding adults
5 almost ready for the table
19 two month olds
4 month olds
and a litter due any day.

Phew.   That makes 33 rabbits. 

The litter due now will be the last born for this year so they can be cullable weight before Christmas.  We want to go away camping over the holidays and it will be much easier to just have the breeding stock to sort out food and water for.

The rabbits are such good lawnmowers.  Maybe not if you want golf green smoothness, but I'm not that worried.  Plus they fertilise as they go! 

You can see at the right the 'mowed' grass where the cage was the day before.

It's probably miles too much red tape to ever think of marketing them, but just for interest's sake, if your butcher or Farmer's Market carried rabbit;

a) would you buy it and eat it?

b) would you know how to cook it?

c) how much would you expect to pay?

Ha!  I have visions of me at the Farmer's Market getting pelted with fruit by bunny lovers!  Yikes!

Sam's waiting for me to move the cage.  She's almost drooling - but it's for the the rabbit poop not the rabbits!  Gross. 

PS.  I do love my bunnies.  I stroke and talk to them and feed them special vege scraps.  I just eat them too.  Gotta be better than intensively raised poultry or pork from a sow crate.

PPS. I'll send a little rabbity artist's trading card off to one lucky commenter.  Go on, I'd love to know what people think about eating rabbit!  (I'll close off the giveaway on Monday evening, NZ time).

Hatching.

We have some new additions at Windyhill Farm.  I was hesitant to look forward to these guys because we suffered a three hour powercut on day 11 of their incubation.  After two hours I put them on a hot water bottle.  Then I got worried that they were too hot, I was worse than a clucky mother hen!

  I set 15 eggs; ten Light Sussex and five Silver Laced Wyandotte.  I candled them on day seven and removed four on the Silver Laced Wyandotte eggs that weren't fertile.  And after the requsite 21 days,  all eleven of the eggs left hatched!

I'm especially excited because these were all eggs from my own breeding pens that I've set up.  I've put some more eggs in the incubator today.  Hopefully my Silver Laced Wyandottes have improved their fertility this round.

My daughter is especially excited because she gets to cuddle lots of little fluffy bundles!  My heart is in my mouth every time she picks one up, but she is really very gentle.

Croak.

I was duck nest hunting today round the back of our shed.  I'm sure they are laying (they were and then mysteriously stopped) but I'm also sure they are hiding their eggs!  But peering into a flax bush, I found something else.  Look close....

Isn't s/he gorgeous!!  I've never seen a frog in New Zealand before.  This one is an introduced species called the Green and Golden Bell Frog.  And it kindly stayed put while I got the kids to show them and then took pictures of it.  (The kids wanted to take it inside for a pet, of course, but we left it where it was).

I'm hoping this means good things.  Frogs breath through their skins in a way and are very sensitive to chemicals and sprays.  I'm hoping this wee froggy reflects our mainly organic way of living and gardening.  There is no pond out where s/he was, just a soggy ditch and the water tank (that is currently overflowing every time it rains).  But I'm hoping in summer, it will find it's way to our dam (avoiding the ducks) and produce a few more little croakers.

Ribbit.

Dragon(s).

The Dragon (yes, capitals) is cut out, fused and I have begun to applique him on.  I am trying something out - appliqueing and quilting at the same time, hence all the basting pins.  So it's a kind of a quilt as you go project.  I've never done that before, and I really wanted to quilt this well, and for me, that's easier in smaller pieces.  We'll see how it works. 

I haven't posted much this week.  I've had a bit of stuff going on that's been occupying my mind.  Way back in January, I spouted off about my goals for the year.  One of them was getting our subdivision underway.  Well, it has been underway, but it's opened up a big, fat, can'o'worms with our neighbour.  To the point where we are going to have to involve a mediator or (worst case!) lawyers.  Lots of people told us when we bought land as tenants-in-common that it could end in ugliness and they were right.  But I still don't regret it, because it allowed us to get where we are today.  I do wish, however, that compromise was a more familiar concept to our neighbour than it is!

Ah, well, it will get sorted one way or another.  But if you don't hear from me for a little while again, it's because I'm trying to avoid bleating on about the conflict.