Pigeons grow INSANELY fast. Remember how small they were at hatch?
Here they are, today.
Such funny looking, prehistoric birds! And so calm. They don’t mind being taken out of the nest at all. The parents have differing opinions on that subject. The father, Emerson, would guard his chicks to the death when HE’S on the nest. He growls and pecks and slaps me with his wings. Peabody, the female, is pretty sure I intend no harm. She prefers I not touch, but if I do, she just gives me a precautionary wing-slap, then settles down and lets me pet her and the babies. Needless to say, I handle the chicks when she’s on guard duty…or when they’re both off the nest.
The first ten days of life, the parents feed the chicks with ‘milk’ produced in their crop. They are one of only three birds that do this, and it’s really cool. The crop actually changes to produce milk much the way human breasts do, then changes back after ten days. These babies are on solid food now. When I touch the thin skin of their chests, I can feel the crop’s contents and tell by the bulges that the parents are bringing them whole grains and peas to eat.
The mealworm farm is doing fantastic too. Most of the original worms are now either pupae or beetles. When the beetles first hatch, they are white, then slowly turn brown, then black. Hopefully the beetles are laying eggs, and soon I’ll have a bumper crop of new worms – some to feed the critters, some to let grow into the next generation of beetles. They are kinda creepy, but definitely the easiest animals I’ve ever cared for. Put them in some wheat bran, add a few slices of raw potato, and let them do their thing.
The Spring here has been fantastic. About 60 degrees during the day and sunny, in the 40s at night. The garden is exploding with life.
I filmed a little video tour of my March garden. My camera shut off halfway through, so it’s in two parts.
The newest batch of hatched quail are about 3 1/2 weeks old, I believe. They are about half the size of their parents, but nearly fully feathered, and far too active to be indoors in the brooder box. So yesterday, I moved them outside.
They have the full run of the largest coop, but I’ve put their EcoGlow heater inside the nest box area in case they still want some warmth.
These golden italian coturnix are so pretty.
Of course I’m eagerly hoping they will all be females, but it’s still too soon to tell. With this coloring, you can’t tell by the speckling (or lack of) on the chest. You have to wait for the distinctive head markings to grow in, and of course that’s the last part of quail to get adult feathering.
If I had to guess at this point, I’d say I have three girls and a boy, but I’ve definitely been surprised before!
So I was busy taking close ups of the quail, and I happened to glance up and notice I had a peeping tom observing the photoshoot…
Everything is growing so fast right now. The violets and peonies are up and running, and I just can’t wait until everything is lush and green again. I suffer in the winter, due to lack of green.
Yesterday, I got the last of the potatoes planted in under straw.
I’ve also been busy fixing up part of the chicken run to welcome muscovy ducks next Spring. The chickens (happily oblivious this means more dreaded DUCKS) helped me prepare the area where the duck kiddie pool will be.
I’m going to make that square slightly larger, fill it with pea gravel, and put the pool on top, with a drainage hose in it so I can send the dirty water out to the garden when I refill it. The holes of the blocks, I’m thinking I’ll plant with peppermint. Ought to be pretty and practical.
Inside the house, I’ve been experimenting with making soft whey cheeses (like mozzarella) and mesophilic heirloom yogurt varieties. I’m excited because some of these yogurts (if you add rennet) can be used to make the soft yogurt-like cheese I fell in love with in Iceland: Skyr. I can’t make true Skyr without an actual Skyr starter, but maybe I can come close. And if I go back to Iceland…I’m smuggling home a little starter! 😉
I really want to get into making more things from scratch, so I can stop buying the really-bad-for-you storebought versions. Plus, homemade just tastes so much better! Today I made mayonaise, soon I’ll try mushroom soup (it’s a base for SO many of my recipes), apple cider vinegar, butter, sour and cream cheeses, and laundry detergent.
Dexter the corgi has learned the smell of cheesemaking. He ignores me when I’m heating the milk, but as soon as I put in the rennet, and the curds start to separate out of the whey, he’s right there, sitting at my feet. He’s my taste-tester.
This is a Golden Italian Coturnix quail, just hatched. Notice she’s just slightly damp from the incubator, still. I wasn’t sure if it was too early for my quail to have fertile eggs, but I decided to take a chance, and put 11 eggs in the incubator awhile back, and surprise! Five were fertile, and hatched.
Four of them were strong and healthy, but the fifth needed some help getting out of the shell, and he was obviously weaker and smaller than the others. His legs were unable to support his weight, and he was crawling around by pushing himself on his stomach. I tried taping his legs like you do for spraddle-leg, but that didn’t help him at all; what he needed was something to help him stand upright. I came up with the idea for a therapy box.
Just a simple box, too narrow for his legs to spread out in.
It started working right away. With the help of the box, he was able to stand up and start strengthening his legs.
It definitely helped, and by the fourth day, he was walking around fairly well, and I thought he was going to make it. But you just can’t tell with animals, sometimes. On the fifth morning, he died. I figure there must have been something more wrong with him than just his weak legs. Well, at least I tried, and I know have a technique to try again if I ever get more weak-legged quail.
The other four are growing by leaps and bounds, and already have their wing feathers growing in. Here’s hoping most or all are girls. I can’t keep any more boys – I already have one too many!
I just love having ducks in the garden. They make me laugh, every day.
Besides being on constant slug patrol, I’m pretty sure they are actually keeping my small lawn clipped. It’s been very wet here, but warm, and I know the grass would have been too high by now if it weren’t for their grazing.
They are absolutely in love with the chickens, who they believe might be drakes. They are constantly following them around, necks a trembling, hoping the chickens will one day return their love.
It’s not going to happen. Ever. The chickens think the ducks are possessed lunatics.
I can see both sides. The chickens are insanely gorgeous, and the ducks…well…they are just a bit looney.
Every chance I get, I’m out in the garden. This time of year is so splendid for working outside. I finally finished the duck yard fence, and put in their cute little duck door.
I also put up a new trellis, and now I need to figure out what to grow on it. One half (the sunny side) is a white clematis. The other side gets more shade. I need something there…
And hog fencing panels are the best trellises ever. They last forever, and they are STRONG.
My peas are coming up.
And so are my kale and radishes.
The new fruit trees are in the ground, and pruned to knee height.
You know, I counted the fruit trees I have the other day, and I have twenty-two. TWENTY-TWO. In a small(ish) city garden. And that’s just trees, not counting all the bushes, like currants, gooseberries, blueberries, or other fruits. Some of them are potted, some are espaliers, and some are growing according to the methods in Grow a Little Fruit Tree. It’s going to be fantastic when they all start producing. Last summer, I got a couple of apples, this year, I’m hoping some of the other trees will produce. I’m really excited about the peaches and pears!
The chickens are also hard at work. Here they are preparing one of their garden beds. After they finish prepping it, I’ll plant it in wheat grass for them.
In the front yard, I’ve taken over part of the too-large driveway, and put in raised beds of blueberries. Inside the area formed by the blueberry beds, I’m planting potatoes this year, under straw. Though it’s a bit early, I’ve got a few potatoes out already – they were sprouted ones that I grew last summer.
And if you’re local to me, I’ll be doing a program Monday evening at the Mount Vernon City Library with two of my friends on our trip to Europe last fall. We’ll be covering Iceland, England, Scotland, Venice, and Paris.
This Christmas was one of the best in nearly a decade. The extended family and their drama went elsewhere, and it was a quiet, peaceful Christmas with great food, excellent gifts, and an opportunity to attend our Christmas Eve church service. I actually made it through feeling relaxed instead of stressed out, and rather than being SO GLAD it’s over, I’m looking forward to next year.
This was Dexter’s second Christmas, and the first that he really understood what unwrapping was all about.
We also discovered the perfect way to apply flea medicine to a wiggly corgi…you use the sleeve of a sweatshirt to ardvark them!
It’s been rainy almost non-stop this fall and winter – we’ve set records for rainfall. Finally, though, we’re seeing the return of some sunshine, and it’s bringing on the desire to garden. I’ve been marking up my seed catalogs, and almost have my order ready to send. This year, I’m going to try to stick to tried-and-true varieties, because I’m making it a goal to grow as much greens/seeds for the animals as I can.
I found this fabulous book on Amazon:Real Food for Rabbits: Raising Meat Rabbits Without Buying Commercial Feed. Don’t be put off by the title if you only have pet rabbits – it’s all about feeding, and it applies just as well to pets. I’ve actually suggested to the author that she change the title.
I would LOVE to get all my critters off packaged, commercial food. The chickens are, but the quail and rabbits are (hopefully) being converted over to natural grains and veggies this coming year. I’ve seen so many benefits from the chickens being off commercial food. They are healthy and happy, and – biggest of all – their poop doesn’t stink. At all. I’m looking forward to having that be the case with the quail!
I don’t know if my meat rabbits will happen in 2016. I have a muscovy duck in the fridge ready to cook tomorrow, and assuming we like it as much as everyone says we will, I think I’ll be starting with a few meat ducks. I’ll order the minimum order of 10 ducklings, save out the nicest trio for breeding, and eat (or sell) the rest. The nice thing about muscovies is how quiet they are, plus the females are terrific mothers.
I really like having the Indian Runner ducks in my garden. Other than a certain devilish attitude at bedtime sometimes, they are no trouble at all. And every time I see them out the window, they make me laugh. I’ll be getting two more in the Spring. Either as chicks, or I’ll try hatching some eggs.
I’ll also be hatching more quail. I don’t remember if I told you guys, but I lost a female this Fall, bringing my numbers down to just four females and two males. I want to plump up the female numbers. And my friend lost all but one of her quails due to a predator attack. She didn’t wire in the bottom of her pen, and something dug through the rocks and gravel and killed all of them but one little male in one night. Put wire underneath your cages, folks. It might be a little more trouble and expense, but you never know when a predator will find your cage!
I’m keeping her lonely male with my females, until I get more quail hatched. Then she’s taking him back – I have enough males already!
So right now, that’s the big plan. Re-vamp the chicken yard area to make room for the muscovies, hatch more quail, and garden ALL THE FOOD.
The travel posts are over, and now I can return to updating you on the garden and the animals.
It’s been pretty warm weather-wise – we only had our first light frost this week – so I’ve put off winter-proofing the quail coops until 2 days ago.
To keep out the worst of the winds and rain, I wrap the smaller coops in clear plastic. I want them to still get light, and to be able to see out. I also fill the coops with loose straw. The quail LOVE to be able to burrow around in there.
I don’t put plastic on the big coop. It’s big enough the rain can’t get in except at the edges, and there’s lots of areas where the quail can get out of the wind. I do put a lot of straw in it, through.
Look how pretty the nasturtiums look – they are blooming up a storm, even though it’s the middle of November.
Partly because of my travels, I didn’t get much of a fall vegetable garden in. I did plant garlic, and I planted the greenhouse in some beets and kale.
I also moved a few of my more delicate potted outdoor plants inside. It’s nice to be able to have a place to put these, finally.
The “Hardy Nasturtium” I planted this year is growing tremendously. I hope it will survive the winter okay, because I really love it.
It’s finally blooming, too. The hummingbirds love the flowers.
The ducks are full grown, and are doing their job as slug patrol.
An unexpected benefit of having them loose in the garden all day is that they keep the chickens in line. I have a couple of young, flighty chickens, and I used to have some trouble with them flying over their fence into the garden. Not while the ducks are on duty! The ducks LOVE the chickens (they are sex-crazed little maniacs, and I think they hope the chickens are drakes!) and given the chance, they will follow the chickens around the yard and try to seduce them. The chickens are not amused. If the ducks are in the yard, the chickens won’t go there.
Another benefit of the ducks is their eggs. Surprising the heck out of me, they are actually using their nest box!
And I completely adore duck eggs. They taste better than chicken eggs, for sure! I’ve never been able to eat eggs on an empty stomach – if I have scrambled eggs for breakfast, it always makes my stomach feel a bit icky. Duck eggs don’t have that effect on me. I’ve heard that people who are allergic to chicken eggs can eat duck eggs without a problem, so how cool is that?
The chickens are not laying right now because of molting, and winter light, and a variety of other excuses. But they do still have work to do. Year-round, they are my master composters.
They have a large yard, that they have turned to dirt. To keep the ground soft enough so they can dig for worms and bugs, I keep a layer of straw on top of it.
If I throw it out in sections, they will take care of spreading it out.
They also eat all the grass seed in it, and break the pieces up, and poop in it, and basically turn it into this lovely pre-compost. One or twice a year, I go and scoop it up and put it on the garden.
It finishes composting directly on the garden, and I put more straw out for the girls to get to work on. The chickens are definitely earning their keep even when they are taking a vacation from egg-laying.
I’ve been making lists of what I plan to accomplish next year.
I want to build a second rotating quail bed for the extra females to live in, so I can get them out of the big coop. I also want to hatch some more quail to add to the female population. Right now, I just have two mated pairs, and three solitary females.
Once the quail are moved, I can remodel the big coop a little bit, and hatch some miniature serama chickens.
I also want to build the colony rabbit house, and start raising meat rabbits.
Also a must-do is finishing the various fencing around the property, and put in some new raised beds along the side front yard.
And then….wow. I think all the building might be done! If all this gets done in 2016, starting in 2017 I’ll be able to start working on the purely decorative stuff that been sliding by because of lack of time/money.
First off, the Indian Runner ducklings, Maisie and Millie, are now a week old. Ducks grow so freaking fast!
We’ve been letting them out to run and play in the living room, and today, because the weather was so lovely and warm, they got to go outside and have a bath.
While I was outside with the camera, I also took a few pictures of the quail.
A gratuitous shot of Peabody because he is a camera hog:
And then I visitied Loki and Isis. When I open the door to the coop, Isis always comes running right up, expecting treats.
If I don’t immediately comply with a handful of seed or greens, she sometimes attempts to walk (always very calmly) out of the coop to go get her own greens.
It’s at this point that I give in to her wishes…
I really, really like these Golden Italians. They are so docile and sweet-tempered. Though Loki is always slightly suspicious of my motives. He’s a good male, and protective of his girl.
Speaking of quail, I said I’d show you pics of my new coop. It’s smaller than the others – I originally meant it to hook onto the from-scratch greenhouse I was going to build. I wanted to make sure they had an outside area they could escape to if the interior of the greenhouse got too hot.
The entire top lifts, for easy access to the quail. I wouldn’t have a top *quite* like this, if I didn’t trust my quail to be so tame they wouldn’t fly out. As it is, one of the girls does *pretend* she’s going to fly out if I’m not quick enough with the treats. But once I drop seed or greens in the pen, they all let me pet them, clean around them, and do whatever else needs to be done without fear.
Notice the chickens looking on. They have severe quail-food envy. The highlight of their day is when I scatter a few quail crumbles on the ground for them!
We aren’t doing a from-scratch greenhouse any more, for a variety of reasons. The biggest one being that we found a kit that is everything we want, for a reasonable price. It’s the Early Bloomer, by Solexx. We have the frame up, but we were accidentally sent the wrong size of anchoring/tie down pieces, so we can’t put the skin on it until we get those in the mail.
The company, Solexx is AMAZING to deal with. They are willing to answer all our questions over the phone, and after we bought one, the guy who gives help on building it gave us his personal cell phone number in case we had trouble and needed help after hours or on the weekend! Wow. That’s customer service you don’t often see.
If you’re looking for a greenhouse, I highly recommend checking them out.
And what’s new in the garden? My beans are coming up like wildfire!
I’m growing so many different kinds of snap beans this year. I want to can millions of them! Seriously, those beans I canned last year are so yummy. I’m also growing a couple of varieties for dry beans. Black Turtle and Saxons, neither of which I’ve done before, and Scarlet Runner Beans, which I do every year. The hummingbirds LOVE the flowers, they are gorgeous on the trellis, and the dry beans are wonderful. Similar to a pinto, I think, only creamier. Since I tried them as dry beans, I don’t bother picking any of them as young snap beans.
And here’s a picture of one of my favorite flowers, Forget-Me-Not.
Oh, and I almost forgot – we’re getting three new chicks this year! My broody hen, Josie, went broody at just the right time this year, so I reserved two Ameraucanas, and one Speckled Sussex. Every time I get an Ameraucana, it ends up being a rooster. Every. Freaking. Time. So this time, I’m getting two. My luck couldn’t be that bad, could it?
Wow. It feels like forever since I’ve posted, but we’ve been super busy here. No, the duck coop still isn’t finished…but I did get the upper part (and inner nest box area) put together and ready for doors, roof, and foundation. The green ripple roof section is a piece we bought as a trial to see if we wanted to use it for the roof. We will. I think a green roof will be quite pretty…and provide shade protection of the ducks.
Still a considerable bit to do, yet, but at least there’s progress!
Our new paved pathway now has solar lights, and it’s so pretty at night. Love the patterns they make on the stone.
I want to get some of the solar fairy lights to string over the trellis arch.
The circle garden quail coop has a paved “patio” as well, and I spray-painted a couple of cheap plastic pots blue and planted lavender in them. Blue is becoming our garden accent color.
Peabody the quail enjoys having a patio. He spends a lot of time hanging out on his log (like he is here) and watching the goings-on in the yard. If I walk over, he starts growling and chuffing at me. It’s pretty cute, even though he’s trying to be Intimidating and Fierce.
I took a video of the Cinna and Martha in their new coop. This is the rotating coop, that will be alternating over raised beds, so I can grow veggies in one while the quail are fertilizing and tilling the other. The standard quail seem to be the best at this job. The others I have (Italians and Blondes) don’t seem to be much into digging holes and turning the soil – except for the occasional dust bath hole. The standard girls dig the most amazing deep holes. The one in this video is actually one of the smaller ones I’ve seen.
The front yard vegetable garden FINALLY has a gate.
It will look gorgeous later this year, when I have squash/beans growing up the trellis. It’s nice to have it fenced off from the rest of the yard, because Dexter is not the most helpful gardener. Our other big project was fencing in the entire rest of the front yard, so Dexter can have a play yard.
We used t-posts and livestock wire, and it’s amazing how invisible it is, when there’s plants up against it. One project for a later time, will be filling in plants into the bare spots. Edibles, I think, but shrubs and larger plants that can take the roughhousing of a corgi. I might put espaliered trees against the fence on the left. It looks out onto a lovely view of the neighbors many, many vehicles, and we’d love to hide that behind something green.
Mom spray-painted the white tops of the t-posts black to match the fence, although we left the white sides that faced the driveway. The wire is a little too invisible, and we don’t want anyone accidentally driving into it.
I have a bunch of kale, cabbage, peas, and beets directly planted into the garden now. Everything is so gorgeous. I’ve been hungering for the sight of green growing things all winter!
I’ve also found a cool idea on Pinterest that I’ve started this year…using plastic storage tubs as portable coldframes. It’s been working perfectly.
Finally, we come to Dexter. We took him in for his neutering appointment, and the bloodwork they do beforehand showed elevated liver enzymes. The vet said we’d have to hold off on the surgery, until we checked to see if anything was going on with his liver, so instead of becoming less nuts, Dexter had another test, then was sent home to wait for results.
While we were waiting to hear, we did a little research/remembering on our own, and discovered the culprit: poisoning by lawn chemicals. There is an abandoned field near our house, where we let Dexter run and play. Someone keeps it mowed, and apparently they also apply copper sulfate to the grass. One time when he came back, he smelled really strongly of copper, but we didn’t put two and two together until after his blood test. The symptoms of copper sulfate poisoning/copper overdose match his blood test results and other symptoms perfectly.
When the vet called with the results of the other test (which were fine) we ran our theory past him, and he agreed that was almost certainly the culprit. So we have to wait three weeks for the copper to leave his liver, and then we can go ahead with his neutering.
This makes me so angry. Why are we still pouring poisonous chemicals onto our lawns and into our gardens? And this was an abandoned field, for pete’s sake! Right behind it is a wetlands area – of course all that copper sulfate is going straight into the water, and who knows what else it is poisoning? A friend told me a story of a friend of hers whose dog died because it ate a few blades of grass outside his own apartment. This is completely insane.
In happier Dexter news, we gave him his first bath. He was very good, but his favorite part was afterward, when he got to run through the house like a soaked tasmanian devil – and play with the hair dryer. He loves the hair dryer. Every time I wash my hair, he stands behind me when I dry it, just hoping I’ll turn the blower on him a few times!
Our gorgeous sunny weather has turned back into rain, so I didn’t work on the duck coop today. Instead, I worked on a few crafty projects for the garden (I’ll share those in my next post) and hoed up one section of the chicken run/garden to plant a chicken-friendly pasture mix. It was really pleasant to be out there, hoeing in the drizzle! Spring rain has such a vibrancy to it; I love the feel of being out in it. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow too – and my plan is to work on the rain barrels. I want to install three this year: one for the garden roof quail coop, and two for the chicken coop. I’m looking forward to it. It’s something I haven’t done before, and that’s always fun!
I just placed the order for my ducklings! Fortunately, my local feed store (Valley Farm Center) allows you to order sexed ducks for a small added fee. I’m going for three fawn and white Indian Runner females.
Besides being incredibly cute and funny to watch, Indian Runners are my favorite ducks to free-range in the garden. Because they are so skinny and upright, they don’t squash plants the way other breeds do, and they are top of the line foragers for slugs. They also lay more than 200 eggs a year, each. When I had ducks before, I never really ate the eggs, because they were almost entirely free-range, and they hid their nests. By the time I figured out where they were laying, the nests were filled with dozens of incredibly dirty eggs. Not exactly appetizing! This time, they will be penned at night and in the morning, so according to the experts, they should lay before they are released out into the garden. Duck eggs are supposedly better to bake with, and better tasting than chicken eggs. I look forward to finding out for myself whether this is true. My ducklings will be arriving on April 17th. So now I have a deadline to finish the coop!
The white male quail, Peabody, was thisclose to being culled…but then I took pity on him – again – and decided to give him one final chance to get his act together. I got to thinking that part of his problem with his females is that he might just be a one-girl boy. When he had three females in with him, he picked on one of the girls. When he was just with Mama quail, they were getting along great, until she died.
So I gave him just one female, and so far, so good. He’s thrilled to have her, and is doing the adorable quail courting dance for her. I won’t be breeding from him, though – nor will I be raising any more Texas A&M quail. They seem to be much more aggressive and difficult in a colony. The calmest and sweetest ones I have are the Golden Italians. When I eventually get down to just one variety, that’s the one I’ll be sticking with.
Speaking of the quail, some friends and I will be doing a program on keeping quail, chickens, and ducks in your backyard. If you’re in the area, it will be at the Mount Vernon City Library on February 9th. I think at 6:30pm. I’ll be bringing in some actual live quail…probably Loki and a couple of his girls.
Yesterday, one of the quail died. It was first one that I ever hatched, the female who I originally named Hatchepsut, but who later became known as Mama after she became broody and raised a clutch of babies for me.
She didn’t appear to be sick; I just went out and found her dead in the pen. I looked her over, and couldn’t find any signs of trauma or injury either, so I’m suspecting perhaps the online experts are right that the average life expectancy of a quail is 2-3 years. Mama would have been three, this Spring. I have four other quail the same age, so I’m keeping a closer eye on them, but so far everything seems normal.
The difficult thing is that now I have a solitary male again, my white quail, Peabody. He’s a problem. Really, he’s always been a problem. I had to take out his other females because he was being mean to them; Mama was the only female he got along with. I was hoping he’d die first, and then I could have just shifted her to one of the other male’s cages. I can’t put two males together.
So right now, he’s by himself, and not very happy about it. I’d consider hatching him out some more females in the Spring, but with his past tendecies of being mean to girls, I really don’t want to keep him in my colonies. Plus, I’d never really intended to have three separate colonies of quail, and would love to downsize a little bit. Sigh. I may just have to cull him, which makes me sad because because he is such a little personality.
Quail, like chickens, are extremely hardy and don’t need heat lamps during the winter. Last year, our temps got down as low as 12 degrees, and I wrote a whole blog post on keeping chickens happy and healthy through the winter, including links to people keeping them in far colder climes than mine. Please, people, I know you love your chooks, but don’t heat your coops! You’re harming them, not benefiting them. Proper ventilation is what chickens need, to keep them comfortable and frostbite free.
Anyway, this post is about the quail. They didn’t mind the cold at all last winter, but this year, I decided to try something new.
I filled their coops with straw. A thick, deep layer of straw.
I know they like to burrow under things, so I figured they would love this. They did. They started making little tunnels and holes immediately.
It made me think of hobbit holes, so I added even more straw…on top of their little houses. From the front of the coop, you can’t see the houses at all.
But when you walk around the coop and look in the back…
….yup, there it is. Do you see little Nefertari in there? They are happy quail.
The only one who was a little concerned by this was the male. Cinna lost all this girls, and couldn’t see them anywhere! He started panicking and doing the alarm call, the girls answered from under the straw, and he finally located them and all was content again.
This is a test. I don’t know if it will work out once the weather turns wet and nasty again. The straw may get icky, and I’ll have to scoop it out – leaving just what’s inside the shelter of the houses, like I normally do. We’ll see.
Out of Eden 