Weather | 9/21, cloudy, 61°, 67° | 9/22, 0.03" rain, 60°, 63°
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- Monday, 9/21: Baking Cookies & Shopping Trip
- I shot at two squirrels that were in the pecan trees this morning and missed.
- Mary noticed cardinal parents that were taking care of a yellow-billed cuckoo youngster. She discovered from online sources that cuckoos occasionally parasitize during years of very abundant cicadas, moths, and caterpillars, but it doesn't happen often. We had huge numbers of caterpillars this year.
- I drove to Quincy because we're almost out of chicken food. I picked up a couple other items.
- Mary made chocolate chip oatmeal cookies to have as snacks while we butcher chickens.
- She picked half of an ice cream bucket of tomatoes.
- After Mary put the chickens to bed, I asked if she heard any squirrels rummaging around in the pecan trees. She said she heard a barred owl hooting from within one of the pecan trees, so there probably were no squirrels in those trees.
- I added mothballs to all of the plastic pop bottles in the pickup's engine compartment that lacked mothballs, due to them drying up over time. The last batch of mothballs we bought were faulty. They dry up in less than a week. Usually, they last longer. I removed a mouse nest under the air filter in the air filter housing. Effective moth balls would inhibit mouse nest activity.
- We originally planned to butcher chickens tonight, but decided not to start, due to a chance of rain. Killing chickens is never fun. Doing it in the rain is even less enjoyable. It was misting at nightfall. We made the right decision.
- I learned from online videos about better methods of cleaning the Marlin 39A .22 rifle by disassembling the lever action and barrel, similar to how bolt-action guns are cleaned.
- Tuesday, 9/22: Big Monarch Butterfly Campout
- Today was a misty, drizzly day...so much so that we decided to postpone butchering chickens for one more day.
- I set six mouse traps inside the bed of the pickup.
- Mary froze more tomatoes. She finished filling a second gallon ziplock bag and started a third bag in the freezer.
- Heath asters are starting to bloom along our lane. They are white with a slightly purple center.
- I shot a squirrel that was high in the pecan trees northeast of the machine shed.
- While I was hunting and sitting next to the burn barrel on the garden stool, I noticed monarch butterflies flitting about above me. When Mary came out to get a wheelbarrow to move some chicken feed, I told her to look up. She noticed hordes of monarchs nestling onto pecan branches. The tree was alive with hundreds of butterflies settling in for an overnight sleep (see video, below...this is a 35 MB file, so it may take awhile to download). These monarchs were pouring into the tree from all directions. We have never seen this many monarch butterflies since we moved here in 2009.
- When we put the chickens to bed for the night, a fawn and a doe deer were moving about west of the chicken coop and eating forbs. A few minutes later, I walked Cooper south down our lane when we saw Mama and her youngster, again. A few steps later, we saw two more deer running away near Bluegill Pond.
- On Cooper's last walk of the night, we spooked up a dove that was parked right in the middle of the lane...silly bird...owls and coyotes are out there who would love a dove dinner.
Mary counted 43 monarch butterflies within this group.
- Wednesday, 9/23: First Night of Chicken Butchering
- Right after letting chickens out this morning, Mary and I stood below the pecan trees and watched monarch butterflies leave for their travels south.
- Mary picked a few more tomatoes.
- I weeded the six totes north of the woodshed and planted winter green seeds, which involved three varieties of kale in five totes and some tote of arugula. We're not planting lettuce this year. It dies off immediately when temperatures get below freezing. Kale survives frosty weather.
- Mary saw three rose-breasted grosbeaks feeding on giant ragweed seeds next to woodshed. They enjoyed a good season raising young.
- I saw an American kestrel flying west to east.
- I filled buckets with water and scattered them around where we needed them for butchering chickens.
- After dark, we butchered seven chickens. We have 13 to go after tonight's efforts. I skinned them and Mary cleaned them in the kitchen sink, cut them up, and froze them. An added part to this year's process was collecting hackle feathers for supplying my fly tying hobby.
- Besides hearing and seeing scurrying mice in the machine shed, Mary and I listened to a large group northern flying squirrels as they made bird-like calls all night long in the pecan trees. We could also hear them eating pecan nuts. Between gray and fox squirrels eating pecans in daylight hours and flying squirrels eating them at night, it's amazing there are any left for us.
- I also heard coyotes howling from just east of the far garden. Barred owls hooted to one another. At one point, a barred owl was sounding off from just above one of the grain bins. I heard the growl of a raccoon while I was skinning the sixth chicken, with the seventh chicken carcass hanging just outside the east end of the machine shed. I loudly stomped on old chicken feed bags, walked to the edge of the building, and yelled at it to get lost. I asked Mary to come out momentarily to help move it along. It was long gone by the time she walked around the grain bins. Our property is a Wild Kingdom.
- Thursday, 9/24: Tarred Railroad Tie
- I shot at two squirrels in the pecan trees in the morning and missed.
- I cleaned up all of the buckets involved with butchering chickens. When I dumped chicken feet in the woods, I saw a squirrel running up a log, of course, since our woods seem to be loaded with squirrels.
- When I washed up the killing cone, I noticed two tears in the aluminum sheeting that it's made from, which if not attended to, will mean that the cone with break free from the upright railroad tie that its attached to while in the middle of killing a chicken...NOT GOOD! Mary helped me fix it. At first I tried driving a roofing nail into the railroad tie, but the aluminum nail started bending, so I removed it. Then I drilled holes prior to pounding in four roofing nails. The railroad tie is extremely well tarred. I had to go in and out several times with the drill bit. We applied aluminum tape over the nail heads and the splits in the aluminum sheeting. Mary knows that her Uncle Herman got the railroad ties from the dismantling of the railroad spur from Quincy to Kansas City that ran through Lewistown. Online research shows that spur was built in 1871, when Lewistown, MO was created. It's probably the date of this railroad tie.
- Mary picked a half of an ice cream pail of tomatoes.
- I saw a small deer near the southwest corner of the chicken yard while I was doing evening chores.
- Since we were dead tired, we decided that bed was a better option compared to a second night in a row of butchering chickens. That job will wait until tomorrow night.









