Thursday, September 10, 2009

ahead of us

The maple by the sheep shed is dropping leaves by the armload. I snapped this photo, but it doesn't do the old girl justice. Some times the most everyday things around here catch me off guard in their poetry. A sugar maple with a post pounder leaning against it isn't much, but it's enough. Made me grab the camera from my backpack, which is always with me.

It gets cold enough to need a sweater most nights. Labor Day is over and a grand fall is ahead of us.

A lot has happened in the past few days here at the farm. We lost a hen to a natural death. I walked into the coop one morning and there she was on the straw, as if asleep. Walking in on a dead chicken used to mildly bother me. Now I simply grab a pair of gloves, pick her up by the feet, and walk her far away from the farm into the woods.

Besides the dead chicken—a lot more is happening which I hope to write more about soon. I think I'll have some big announcements in the next few days but right now I need to heed Hemingways's advice and remember "You lose it if you talk about it" But stay tuned. Big things are in the works. Mind you, nothing huge. There's no television network asking to make a TV movie about me (headline news was walking a dead chicken into the woods, if you recall...) but smaller things are happening. And the farm gate feels closer every time it does.

Two people have reserved a spot at the Strum & CLuck so far. Two other people emailed with great interest but when I wrote back to them I was told my email was rejected. So if you wrote and I didn't get back to you, please try again and send me a phone number or another way to contact you. If you are looking for lodging check out Sandgate's information-packed website for lists of inns.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I lost a chicken aslo. It was just as you described. I know mine was older though. I also called Health and Human Service (the whole EEE and West Nile thing has live stock owners trained to do that around here)

My rooster, Hawk ,was on the evening news last night on WMUR ulocal. It was cool. Thats as big as we get around this house. Lol I hope your BIG happenings pan out. You sound very excited about them!

September 10, 2009 at 7:29 AM  
Blogger kate said...


If any of your Strum and Cluckers will be flying into the Albany, NY airport -- the largest airport in the upstate NY/SW Vermont region -- here's what I am willing to do.

I will be at my place in the Capital Region (NY) for sure on that Friday evening. The very next (early) morning, I will head to my cabin in SW Vermont. That's your day.

I would not mind making two easy and/or beautiful detours. Pick someone up, who came in on a plane in Albany, and drop someone off at your place for the Strum and Cluck. Right there.

I'm way more flexible than that, if there's something I'm forgetting.

The only non-negotiable is I am going to a lecture at the NYS Writer's Institute that Friday evening in Albany, probably over at 8 or 9. (15 minute drive to the airport.) I can make the trip later that night or the next morning, if someone prefers that, or earlier if they want to come to the lecture, or get something to eat while I do. I don't care.

I have room for 3 people. My German shepherd and I will be in front (best use of space).

I hope that's not complicated. I will be on the road anyway, and I want to show some of the upstate NY hospitality.

Just let me know. A comment here, and I will follow up with e-mail or phone.

I'd go to the Strum and Cluck, but I won't be getting chickens (on the road a lot) and I play clarinet! Your original plan included Merck Forest, and you had me!

September 10, 2009 at 8:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Man, I remember how upset I was the first time one of my roosters died. We'd always blended the lines between pet and food at my mum's best friend's farm, but it was totally different having something I saw every day be dead, and then not even getting to eat it.

Sometimes I wonder if that's how my dog felt about my pet rat. ;)

September 10, 2009 at 9:13 AM  
Blogger Editor said...

Just something to ponder: Throwing a chicken carcass out, just beyond the coop, perhaps, might, ya know, be a calling card for hungry predators. Then, of course, once they arrive, and with their keen sense of smell they will; once they arrive and realize that there is a lot more meat where that carcass came from... er ... well, you get the picture.

September 10, 2009 at 11:49 AM  
Blogger Dave said...

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September 10, 2009 at 1:20 PM  
Blogger Dave said...

I just wanted to drop a quick note to say thanks. I'm a middle school teacher on a reservation in South Dakota, and your blog has been an inspiration for me and my students. They've started blogs of their own after reading your blog, and I've used several other ideas that I've come across here as well (yuku being one of them).

Also, anytime you mention music that you're listening to, I run out and buy it...Frightened Rabbit is now one of my favorite bans, thanks to you.

Keep up the good work, and we'll be following your exploits.

(Had to delete the previous version of this post because of an embarrassing typo!)

September 10, 2009 at 1:23 PM  
Blogger karental said...

Responding to Dave (above). I had so much fun with your post, trying to find what might have been an "embarassing typo"...

September 10, 2009 at 8:56 PM  
Blogger Dawn Dutton said...

Jenna, I thought of you this afternoon as I was walking down my lane to get my mail after work. A few orange, gold, and rust leaves were laying on the ground welcoming fall in Wisconsin.. yeah

September 10, 2009 at 9:26 PM  
Blogger RenĂ© said...

"think I'll have some big announcements in the next few days"

If it is what I think it is, then yay! Even if it's not congratulations in advance.

September 10, 2009 at 9:48 PM  
Blogger Fallen Oak said...

Could you bury the dead body, or can they still smell it? Depends how deep? At-las(t) Omega-Man Superwolf crying SHEEP! MMMMMMM more meat! Heavy Code Man. Peace!

September 10, 2009 at 10:34 PM  
Blogger P said...

ok, here's the deal: my old neighbor, who I used to call the Euell Gibbons of Florida because he could spot wild oregano by the side of the road at 40 miles an hour, used to bury fish guts in his incredible organic garden for fertilizer- he told me that if you cover the guts in wood ash, it'll keep the raccoons from digging them back up. So I would wager that if you buried a dead chicken in the woods under some wood ash (which I KNOW you have), you wouldn't have a problem.

now for your news- I had a feeling something was up and now I can't wait to find out what it is!

September 11, 2009 at 12:32 AM  
Blogger Kara said...

Fall is certainly upon us in Southern Idaho as well. Our Walnut tree is doin' her thing, yay! And, this sounds so "city" but I applied for my "Ag Pet Permit" so that I can have 3 lovely ladies on our urban homestead... Wish us luck?

September 11, 2009 at 11:01 AM  
Blogger trey461 said...

Hey, Jenn...

Today I the first time I've read your blog. I found it after reading the article, Learn to Live Off The Land, in the Mother Earth News Guide to Country Skills. It was an interesting article - and the blog is more of the same!

Do you mind answering a question? Where did you learn Web Design?

September 11, 2009 at 1:18 PM  
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September 11, 2009 at 5:48 PM  
Blogger sara amber said...

i so want to strum and cluck with you all, but that's columbus day weekend, right? i've got a friend in town and we're gonna be running around nonstop. some day, i'll get back up there.

September 11, 2009 at 9:10 PM  

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