A Chicken Post

I haven't written about my "girls," in a while.
This is my three Mille Fluers. Two are from chicks
I hatched and one is the Mom. The silly ole white
Silkie is sitting again. On nothing, just being broody.
I have had my hands full with broody hens. I am so tired
of broody hens. I have tried every thing I know of to break
them but they are more determined than me. I think being broody,
must be like worse case PMS ever. I know why the other hens
beat the tar out of the broody ones. They are just so grumpy.

This is one of the Cuckoo Marans. I would like about 10 more of these
ladies. I enjoy them so much just for the sweetness of the dispositions.
I also love the dark, dark brown eggs. They are just so pretty when
I get them out of the nest box.


I haven't taken many pictures of this lady but she is a favorite.
All summer I was afraid I was going to loose her. She had not been
well and I couldn't tell you what was wrong but she is a singer.
So was her sister who died earlier in the spring. They sing all of
the time and when she isn't singing she is talking in a sing-song
kind of way. She also lays nice brown eggs. I have spent so much
time outside with them since it has been hot. I have been so afraid
of loosing them. I am glad today is a bit cooler just so they can have
a break.

We have had a skunk hanging around. He comes up on the porch
when the kids are in the dining room playing games and watches
in through the door. The poor kids who leave at night have to do
a sprint to their cars just because you never know where it is.
He found a way into the back yard and I found his little holes that
he had dug getting bugs all around my chicken coop. When we redid
our chicken coop after a couple of senseless deaths, we buried our
wire down in a trench so nothing can dig under. Skunks favorite food
is chicken eggs. I have found where it was getting in and blocked up
the hole. But my neighbor next door said, we have a fox and it was
looking around this morning.
I hope it eats the skunk.

I thought you might like a chicken update. My chickens just look so bedraggled
and they look like they need a vacation. They are such good
layers. You know of all of the things next to being a mother and a wife,
having chickens has been such a joy. I really do love my chickens,
and I can just spend so much time fooling around with them.
You have no idea how squeamish I used to be. When the chickens
were my kids chickens, I wouldn't even touch the eggs. :)

Who knew when my nest started to get empty, that chickens would
help me get over that hard patch. Now, I love that my grand children
love nothing better than coming with Gama to get "chicken eggs."

I hope you are having a lovely week.

Kim