Eggs & Lettuce
For those of you not following Dogs or Dollars on Facebook (a fact which I can totally understand), you might have missed my Monday morning squeeeeeeel at the sight of this.
Eggs! Eggs! eggseggseggseggseggs! EGGS! Technically Egg singular to begin with, but oh there were more. There’s be been 5 (FIVE!) total since Monday. Not that I’m keeping track or anything. 4-1/2 months of chicken care, suddenly totally worth it for less than half a dozen eggs.
Just last night, all this came from my backyard.
Not too shabby. One might think I’m getting the hang of this thing. Producing garden. Laying Chickens. Look at me go.
That person would have to be completely ignorant to the failure that is STILL my lettuce table.
Starts started back in early July look much the same (only worse) that they did then. No appreciable growing. Despite added soil, fish emulsion, and fertilizer.
This little romaine wants to go.
And these sprouts almost look promising.
Alas, it’s pretty late in the game at this point, and I know better. We are still in baby greens territory here.
Moral of the story: My chickens lay eggs, but I can’t grow lettuce for shit.