It has been such a busy time. The fourth of July came and went. All my kids from all over with their children came to visit. Raspberries came and went. Jam was made. Beans began to ripen, jalepenos and eggplant followed suit. Good times all around, even the exhaustion was resemblence of good times. I thought I would be able to give my son a taste of homegrown chicken while he was here but that didn't happen. To start with I totally suck at catching chickens. My favorite man in the whole world, Mark, became sick and needed care. So it turned out great for the chickens, they get to live longer. Good thing too, I discovered when I finally managed to catch one and weigh him. He was 5 lbs at 15 weeks and again I weighed at 16 weeks and still came up with 5 lbs. Good thing I can't take a picture of myself trying to catch chickens. Probably not a very flattering thing. I've been reading about how to cook homegrown heritage chickens and the proper way to handle them before and after slaughter. I will add a post to share the information on that.