Well that blog title sounded better in the moment than when I actually have it written out. ;] But there’s no better way to describe my Saturday than that. I am convinced my job that day was to take care of the chickens…
On Saturday, we (well the rest of my team) helped the Hope House make 46 jars of jam. To give you an idea about the jam, and to save me time hehe, my teammate Bethany put it in her blog best…
“Part of the garden at Hope House is filled with strawberries, fruit pectin has been donated by people who visit and the jars are re-used from before. The only cost in making the jam is about $60; I think that is for the sugar, and maybe the lids. This summer the plan is to make a total of 200 jars of jam to last them throughout the next year. Making the jam instead of buying it at the store saves them about $1000 (USD); so yesterday we saved them about $230.”
Of course I did get to help with part of the jam making process, but I mostly had the lovely job of taking care of the chickens.
While the rest of my team was mashing strawberries and stirring the jam over the stove, etc, Aimee and I were positioned by the sink outside cutting off the “bad parts” of the strawberries.
I personally think we had the best end of the deal though, because you see, some of these “bad parts”
weren’t even that “bad”, they were just “bad” for the jam but were perfectly edible. Yep, it was the life :]
After we cut up the strawberries, we ended
up dropping all the leftover pieces of them on the ground. Ooops! So we scooped up all of the gooey leftover pieces of strawberries and threw them over the fence to the chickens. They went fanatical. Check, our first job of taking care of the chickens was completed.
After we finished with our input on the strawberry jam making process, Aimee and I were put in charge of painting the ceiling of the chicken coup. That was actually quite fun! Some of the chickens would even come in to the coup and stare at us to make sure we were doing a good job on their house. I personally thought we were.
But I’m thinking they should have given a little more attention to us though… because I ended up getting paint all over me. When I went to wash the paint off in the sink and quickly realized that it was oil-based paint and wasn’t going to come off with just water!
Kerry had quite the laugh though!…as he had to practically pour gasoline over our bodies to get the paint off!…dabbing it all over our arms & even in our hair! It was quite the sight to see and I’m actually sad that I didn’t get a picture of it.
Oh well, I still think we did a great job at keeping the chickens happy!
Especially when a thunderstorm rolled up and all of the chickens scrambled all over one another to get into their home. It was quite the site to see… me and Aimee and the chickens. :]
