Full Days, Full Hands, Full Heart





 It’s been a while since I’ve shared an update—life has been full and busy in the best way.

I’m still very much in the rhythm of baking sourdough, experimenting with different inclusions and flavors. There’s something so rewarding about tweaking each loaf and seeing (and tasting!) the results.

Outside, the chickens are keeping me just as busy. We recently added eight new chicks to our flock, and I’m especially excited about building a collection of beautifully colored eggs.

At school we had an incubator running and set 18 eggs—10 successfully hatched. While not all made it, the experience was incredibly fun and meaningful for the students. Watching chicks hatch never gets old. Those chicks have now gone to their new homes.


 


Our current flock at home is growing in both number and variety. Right now, we have 4 Isa Browns and two Olive Eggers—one lays a slightly pinkish egg, and the other produces a light green. We’ve also added four Cream Legbars, which should give us those lovely blue eggs, along with two Onyx Olive Eggers for rich green tones, and two Marans that we’re hoping will lay those deep, dark chocolate eggs.

The Cream Legbars are currently in the integration phase. We’ve set up a smaller coop right next to the main one so the older hens can get used to them safely. During the day, they’re getting to enjoy the outdoors, and it’s been fun watching them explore their new space.


Between baking, chickens, and school life, things have been full, but in the most rewarding way.

One thing this season keeps reminding me is that not everything has to turn out perfectly to be meaningful. Whether it’s sourdough that doesn’t rise quite right or eggs that don’t all hatch, there’s still so much value in the process—and sometimes that’s where the real learning happens.

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