Seven!

We had a record day today with seven eggs! Here's a snapshot of Abigail after gathering the eggs:

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Suburban

We bought a Suburban. It's an older model that we got a good price on. The body and interior are in good shape, and the engine and transmission seem strong. The thing has got a carbon footprint like an automotive Bigfoot -- I like it, despite the higher gas bills! :-)

I'll say this, we're well balanced now. We've got an economical Camry that'll please most of our tree-hugging friends out there, and now we've got a tank-like Suburban that uses more energy in a month than many third world countries use in a year.

Although I haven't been inside of a studio apartment, I can only imagine that our Suburban has got more room than one. With eight functioning seats, we've got room to have two more kids if we feel the need to expand or progeny.

I haven't taken a photo of the vehicle, but this is sort of an air-brushed version of it:

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Clutch

A clutch of eggs is a group of eggs in a nest. Our chickens are really starting to pay off now; we're getting 4 or 5 eggs a day consistently, and the eggs are getting bigger. Of course, they're delicious too.

Here's a clutch from this afternoon:

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In other family news, in order to bolster our bumpkin credibility with the neighbors (just kidding, of course), we're thinking seriously about buying a Suburban. This weekend we're test driving the one we're thinking of buying and so far so good.

Ranging

The chickens had been cooped up for two straight weeks. The point was that they'd get used to the coop being their nest and their roost, and whenever they want to lay eggs, or bed down for the night, they'd go back to the coop. Today was the first day I let them out of the coop since we put them in there two weeks ago. We've already had one hen go back to the coop and lay an egg. :-)

Here's a pic I snapped of them a few minutes ago (you can even see the ducks on the right side of the frame):

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Five

We got five eggs from our chickens yesterday; that's a single day record. They're still getting used to laying, and, supposedly, when they're laying regularly we'll easily see 5 or 6 eggs a day. The weather is helping out because it's cooling off (high of 85 today!) and chickens prefer milder temperatures.

We were forced to buy some Walmart eggs the other day and, boy, there really is a huge difference in the taste. Farm fresh is so much better. We have a regular source of farm eggs (we're big egg lovers, especially me), but with the extreme heat over here all the chickens in the area have closed their orifices. They should open up here shortly with the cooler temperatures.

He's Not Quite A Reformer

I had a funny (depressing?) conversation with my lovely wife the other day ...

Me: I'm reading John Wesley's journal. It's good.

Her: Is he one of the messed up guys?

Me: What do you mean?

Her: Did he kill anyone or hate Jews or anything like that?

Me: No, you're thinking about the Reformers -- Calvin, Luther, and Zwingli. Wesley's cool.

Her: I see. :-)

John Wesley's Conversion

From his journal:

In the evening I went very unwillingly to a society in Aldersgate Street, where one was reading Luther’s preface to the Epistle to the Romans. About a quarter before nine, while he was describing the change which God works in the heart through faith in Christ, I felt my heart strangely warmed. I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone, for salvation; and an assurance was given me that He had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death.

Population Density

I happened upon a U.S. Census Bureau report on population density per square mile. The numbers are interesting.

Houston -- 3,371.7 people per square mile.

Waco -- 1,350.6 people per square mile.

Gholson (our podunk new home town) -- 78.6 people per square mile.

Camping On The Farm

A couple of my uncles and my cousin came over yesterday to camp out on our farm. Despite my Uncle Larry supposedly hearing a snorting wild boar in the middle of the night, and despite being woken by our rooster at 5:30 a.m., we had a great time! Here's the visual evidence ...

Uncle Paul, Uncle Larry, and Abigail setting up camp:
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Abigail gathering firewood:
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My cousin, M. Knight Shyamalan, and my uncle, Paul, shamelessly plundering our natural resources:
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The mess hall:
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Abigail and Uncle Larry:
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M. Knight and Daniel tending the fire:
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Larry Boy chillin' with M. Knight:
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My dinner:
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Three monkeys eating on a trampoline:
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My uncle, William Wallace, loves to make bacon:
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Daniel reading the paper:
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What I Did Today

1. Got up.
2. Read the Bible and prayed.
3. Watered and fed the chickens.
4. Watered and fed the ducks.
5. Charged the lawn mower battery.
6. Went to work.
7. Came home from work.
8. Tried to get the lawn mower to crank (didn't work).
9. Fed the chickens and ducks.
10. Walked around with Evangeline in my sling.
11. Started shoveling some dirt out of the chicken coop (to clean it).
12. Ate dinner.
13. Finished shoveling.
14. Did a homeschool history project with the kids.
15. Put the kids to sleep.
16. Sat in front of the computer.