Onions and kohlrabi - March 23, 2025

In the past couple of weeks, we've seen or heard turkeys in the bottom behind our house.  Yesterday morning, we heard a close-by gobble.  I turned on the bird ID app on my phone and logged it.  Early this morning, I heard a couple of gunshots in the distance.  I hope the turkeys are still around.

Speaking of birds, Son #2 and his family have acquired some chickens.  They bought a do-it-yourself chicken house and six full-grown hens.  They did not take anything to contain the chickens when they went to get them.  The seller stuffed all six into a tow-sack.  One of the chickens didn't make it home.  They are missing neck feathers and butt feathers.  I called my friend, a chicken expert, and asked if chickens pull each other's feathers out, or if this is disease.  She said to check for mites.  Granddaughter #1, who wants to be a veterinarian, is home on spring break. These chickens can be her patients until she heads back to school.

The Husband and I spent most of the day in the vegetable garden.  He disked and tilled the soil, then we dumped all of the compost that was in the bin on the soil and disked it again.  I wanted to set the t-posts and fencing, but we didn't get to it.  There's still time; I'm going to wait a couple more weeks before I plant.  I did, however, set out some onions and sprinkle some kohlrabi seeds on the front row.  My 3-year-old great-nephew was in on the chore; he was thrilled to help and is much closer to the ground than I.  ;)  There is still room on the front row.  Tomorrow, I may go to the greenhouse for broccoli plants to fill the space.

Last night, Son #1 texted The Husband a short video of The Grandson's truck actually RUNNING.  (You may recall that it needed a new motor, which #1 has been installing for the past month.)  Either it still needs some tuning-up or they've tricked out the exhaust to make it sound badass. If it's the latter, I see a ticket in The Grandson's future.  He said to me the other day, "I LOVE driving the Wrangler.  It just FITS me."  (He's 6'3".)  I said, "Your truck will fit you, too!"