Tuesday, May 17, 2011
This is my tiny flock of bantams. I have one Silkie and
three Mille Fleurs. I really do enjoy having a flock of bantams.
I think maybe in the fall I might order some more Silkie's
from My Pet Chicken. That way I can be sure I get hens
instead of roosters. Last year, I got straight run Silkies and
all of them were roosters. I had five roosters and they started
crowing at 2:30 in the morning and kept it up. I feared for their
lives so I gave them back to the feed store. I try not to think
where they end up but you know, chicken is made of well, chicken.
This is my girls being disappointed that I have a camera
instead of a treat. This was this winter when they looked
pretty and had all new feathers. I was looking at my hens
this morning and they are starting to look very ragged around
the edges. The youngest ones my new layers looking the worst
they lay eggs every day where as some of the older ones don't
so they look still very pretty.
The one thing I love about Silkies is how sweet they are,
I could sit and hold them all of the time. She knows it too
and just stoops and waits for me to pick her up. I have lost
two chickens this spring. One of my bantams and one of
my older hens. With the bantam she was fine one day and
the next morning she was gone. I never know why that happens.
She didn't act sick.
This is the trouble maker group. Only three of them are
sitting. With no eggs so a couple times a day I go take them
off the next and put them outside. I have been tempted to go
and get some chicks and put them under them at night.
I think though, I like raising my chicks myself it makes for calmer
Now that school is out, I am hoping for more time outside just
watching the hens. My mind seems more tired than usual this year.
I have always felt this way at the end of they year but this year maybe
just a bit more tired.
I was listening to a pod cast today as I walked and she was talking about
how not trusting makes a person not happy. I think I have become that person
I don't trust God and I need to get back to that place again.
I keep trying to do things myself instead of stepping back and letting Him be
God and trusting Him to do what is best as I stay out of the way.
It is funny how sometimes just walking and thinking seems to put life in focus.
My children are God's not mine and I forget that. It is time to let it all go and
open my hands, because they aren't chickens.
Have a wonderful Tuesday. I hope where ever you are the sky is blue.