A Chicken Post

It has been awhile since I wrote about chickens.
Among the things I have always loved, I have loved chickens.
When my grandparents bought this land that I now live on and
call home, and we moved here I was 4 years old. My first chicken
was a red hen, named Berkyboy. My cat was also called Kittycotty,
I don't know if that was the sounds I made up for them but that was
the names and they were my best friends. So became my love for
chickens, cats and dogs and I could go on and on. Animals have always
been apart of my life and I can't imagine ever being without one or 10 or 20.


My reason for not having a chicken post is this whole fiasco with the mites.
I of course blame the rat and the sparrows. The hens are on the mend now
but they still look so bedraggled. Feathers missing and feathers going
backwards and sideways and every which way.
One of the authors I love is a lady named Elisabeth Enright and I always love
her passages of description. This is from her book" Gone Away Lake."

"Near these two houses, on the grass, white chickens were sprinkled like grains of salt."

Then this passage I loved too. "The hens gave a squawk when they saw the children
and skedaddled out of the way. The duck took matters calmly, warping herself
sideways, like a little ferryboat, to the shelter of a large dock-leaf. There she folded
her flat feet under her and settled comfortably, looking more like a boat than ever."


I think my Silkie looks a bit like a boat sitting and calmly dreaming
of chicks. I was going to get some silkie chicks this fall. Then after
the mites I have decided to wait. I have almost made up my mind
to relocate the chicken house and build a new one in the spring. Well,
not me of course, but my husband who puts up with my ideas. I even
bought a Building a Chicken Coop for Dummies book. I think I am about
ready to take a chance with the wild life out back. I noticed the other morning
that there has been a fox around. I just hope he eats the skunk.

Here are my girls looking very disappointed because I have
a camera and not a loaf of bread. Do you know my kids get really
pushed out of shape when I take a half of a loaf of bread outside
for snack time for the girls?
I can never figure that out.

I hope you are enjoying your Tuesday.
I think I am going to take some of my sewing and go outside
and have a little bit of time with my girls. They do make my
mind rest. I hope you have a lovely day.

~Kim~