Maxell is his name. He was born on Thursday morning at about 6:45. The first twenty four hours were as they ought to be. Beautiful.
Then Fern went down with milk fever. From Friday morning until Saturday night we fought with medicine and love to get her back on her feet. At 10 o’clock Saturday she stood. That is the briefest summary possible of an exhausting and difficult situation. I am too tired to detail it! If interested I’ve been working the Keeping a Family Cow community and the details are posted there.
But this morning I had rich yellow cream in my coffee and I got to pat that handsome little devil on his soft white head and say good morning!
PS: His front hooves are black and his back ones are white! How cute is that?
I am either brilliant or an idiot. You decide. Recall my wonderful statement – “Google has shortened the life of curiosity” – I love that. I believe that.
I made this statement because I’ve been waiting to determine the gender of my ducks. My Swedish ducks.
So the other day I see my Swedish ducks go into the nesting box with the hens. Hmm…which is laying and which is protecting? Fluffy head or no-fluff head. AKA Harry and Slim. I watch for a long time considering my spring to do list. No idea who is which.
I study the eggs. They all look like hen eggs to me but I’ve never had ducks before so what do I know.
Two days later I decide enough of curiosity -let’s google it!
I type in Swedish Duck eggs.
I see Swedish Ducks.
They don’t look a bit like my ducks.
What the heck! (okay maybe that isn’t what I said!)
I abandon all curiosity and google fluffy headed ducks.
A fluffy headed duck is like a curly headed person.
Not defined by gender.
Their bottom half has nothing to do with the decoration on their brains!
Seems there is a fissure in the bone that allows feathers to pop out.
Not making a statement about curly-heads here – just about duck heads.
And Swedish Ducks have a white bib.
My ducks are Khaki Campbells.
I ordered Swedish Ducks. I assumed I owned Swedish Ducks.
I own two male Swedish Ducks.
I’ve enjoyed my time of curiosity immensely – I imagine some one that follows me has too.
I had chopped up and frozen little packets of peppers – this is the last bit of them. Tomatoes not from my garden.
Savory fritatta for a quick dinner.