I know a lot of you have a fondness for my husband. In fact, I harbor a suspicion that, if Kevin weren’t a big part of Starving, I’d have almost no readers at all. His projects — particularly the ill-fated chicken-plucker — seem to be the most interesting part of what we do here.
So you’ll be happy to know that he is, as we speak, installing a new, automated, home-made chicken waterer. It is from parts scrounged from the garage, picked up at yard sales, and repurposed from other projects. It is designed to save both labor and water. It is Kevin at his best.
I’ll post details, and instructions, as soon as we’re sure it works.
I have had, until now, a rule that I never apologize for absences. Apologizing for being gone assumes that somebody, somewhere, is waiting breathlessly for your return. I assume no such thing, but at least a couple of you have been good enough to miss me, and so I break my rule and apologize. My only excuse is that Kevin and I have been bubonically busy. At about the time of my last post, our oyster farm was ramping up for the year. We were preparing the boat for the fishing season, just … [Read More...]
April 20, 2014 By Tamar
I have a theory about spring. Spring is a con. Sure, there’s all this wonderful stuff going on as the world comes to life. Renewed perennials are peeking through warming soil. Chickens are scratching up bugs and the year’s first weeds. And, every day, you’re just grateful that it isn’t quite so cold. But it’s all misdirection. The point of spring isn’t to renew the world. The point of spring is to get you to do week after week of backbreaking labor. McCormick, the God of … [Read More...]
April 1, 2014 By Tamar
If you listen to Tennyson, you know that spring is the time when a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love. It was smart of Tennyson to focus on the young when it comes to the thinking that happens in spring, because we older folk have much less poetic concerns. For starters, there’s the giant mud pit in the driveway, created by a combination of the weekend’s downfall and the snow melt from last week’s blizzard. There are seeds to be started, fig trees to be unwrapped, and a … [Read More...]
March 25, 2014 By Tamar
It was just over two months ago that Kevin and I took last season’s last trip out to the oysters. We had taken in almost all the equipment, and the last job was consolidating the 10,000 almost-legal oysters into densely packed trays, pushed deep into the ground. We take our equipment in because ice in Barnstable Harbor destroys everything in its path. We leave 10,000 almost-legal oysters out because we have 10,000 almost-legal oysters, and taking a chance on a spring season is worth the … [Read More...]
March 16, 2014 By Tamar
It has been a brutal winter here on Cape Cod. Or at least that’s what my friends tell me. Kevin and I missed most of it by absconding to Austin, Texas, where the sun shone almost every day, and temperatures were usually in the 70s. I don’t expect sympathy. We learned a few things while we were down there (I mean besides the one big thing, which is that, come February, it’s way better to be in Texas than Massachusetts), and I figure if I tell you about them I can go a long way toward … [Read More...]