Farm plates for our van that won’t pass inspection any more so we can still go get hay and feed.
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My young protege. Please, get it out of your system. You want to be a lawyer when you grow up!
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April showers bring May flowers.
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Dutton Hill’s Laying Hens
Our eggs come from happy, cage-free birds who forage on grass, bugs, and table scraps as well as supplemental grain and hay. We have a handful of Speckled Sussex and Rhode Island Red girls who in their second year lay every couple of days. While our giant breed, Buff Orpington one-year-olds are laying nearly every day. They benefit from the natural light of my passive solar coop which I built with hand tools, reclaimed timber, and windows from an historic Casco Bay Bank building in Portland.
I arrived to work at Leutwyler studio this morning with 8 dozen eggs from home. In 2 hours they were all spoken for. Yeah! Thanks to Henry’s extraordinary marketing skills and broad realm of influence.
I guess we will not be selling any more of our hens!
Dolche is one of two one-year-old does.
Meditations on the grid. Elementary design theory. Epiphany.
Milk is flowing again on Dutton Hill.
Milk is flowing again at Dutton Hill farm.
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Our best layers happened to also be a heritage giant breed, the Buff Orpington.
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