Category Archives: chickens

LET’S GIVE THANKS

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I’m sorry that I didn’t get this blog out yesterday but I had a doctor’s appointment and time just got away from me.  We have so much to be thankful for.  I always thank God for letting me live in a country where I am free to blog on whatever I choose and I can worship when and where I want.  We know that God determines where we live even though we might think the choice was ours.  In this wonderful country we can choose our careers and be as successful as we are willing to work hard.  I saw a billboard the other day that said “The distance between your dream and reality is call action.”  I fully agree.

The garden is coming along just fine as you can see from the peppers above.  I am so proud of them.  This is the first year that I’ve had such a large beautiful bounty.  My eight year old grandson had a sleepover with me this past weekend and he was excited to pick them.  He chomped right in to one like someone might eat an apple.  I’m glad he likes vegetables.

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He was thrilled when he gathered the eggs and found nine in one nest.  The young hens have started to lay so now we are getting plenty of eggs.  Granted they are small but will get bigger as the girls mature.  He took the photo of this one on her nest.  The older girls are still molting so right now they aren’t earning their keep but that’s all right with me.

I sent in a query letter to see if I can get my novel “Defiance of Destiny” republished.  Hopefully this time by a publisher who will give more help with the promotion.  I’m almost finished with the suspense novel “Forethought” and soon will be sending it to get a copyright.  Once that is done I have to finish the women’s drama novel “Tomorrow’s Memories.”  As you can see I have plenty to keep me busy and out of trouble.  Maybe I’ll include and excerpt from one with one of my blogs.  Please let me know if you would like that?

Thanks for stopping by; have a blessed Thanksgiving and keep writing and gardening.

God Bless.

 

FRESH EGGS

DSC_0681   Here we are back to Monday again and life is good.  My young chicks have started to lay.  Not all eight are laying right now but at least they have started.  Yesterday and today I got five eggs each day so that was good.  It is good the young ones have started because the older hens are molting so that means no eggs from them for a while.

The young chicks scratch all the hay out of the houses.  Why?  I have no earthly idea.  However, they leave a small amount in the little red house and that is where they have laid their legs the last two days.  Saturday I found two eggs under a couple of the houses so I had to have a talk with the girls and explain the idea behind having the nest.

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They are all so funny.  The six older hens crowd into the little red house to sleep at night and the young go in the new house.  There is a fine house the size of the newer one in the middle but they all insist on sleeping where they choose.  The older hens laid their eggs in the middle house (when they were laying.)  Each house has a nice run and they all join to a larger pen; plenty of room.

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They love day old bread and any fresh greens that I am not using.  That is their treat along with their regular food.  Their eggs are so rich and creamy.

The new beets and carrots are peeping out of the soil.  Plus the radishes and English peas that I planted last week are sprouting.  This past week we had the first from the turnips and they were delicious.  Right now we have plenty fresh green leafy vegetables.  Healthy and good,

Thanks for stopping by, please come back soon.

God bless.

 

PERFECT DAY

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The last few days have been absolutely perfect here in Florida.  My grandson came for a sleepover and he took tons of photos. He loves the chickens and garden as much as I do.  He even took a picture of a frog that was resting on his swing.  There is just something about little boys and frogs isn’t there?

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The older chickens are molting right now so no eggs from them but a couple of the young ones have started to lay.  Granted not every day but I do get a couple of eggs every day but I think from different girls.  They are small right now but that is to be expected.  The Rhode Island Reds lay nice size eggs and a lot of them from what I have heard and read.  We shall see.  In a couple of months we should have plenty to share since I now have 14 hens.

One on the nest.  He isn’t the best photographer but he is learning and he enjoys it so that is what matters.  He is such a joy and we share so many interest.  I thank God that he shares my love for nature, gardening and of course chickens.  I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love my sons and then he was born; what a blessing.

DSC_0610.JPG     Thank you for stopping by please come back soon.

God bless.

TWO EGG BLUE EGG

      It finally happened!  My young hens started to lay and I was excited to see the blue egg from the Americana.  Of course they are small right now but the ladies are still growing.  But I have a problem with them putting their prize in the nest.  They lay them all over the common area.

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     I think I told you that the Golden Girls (the older hens) took over the few chicken house, which is all right with me because the teenagers would not use it.  I have caught them several times going in the little red house but I can’t get them to roost in there or lay their eggs in the old nest.  So today Billy and I bought a bale of hay and I put some in the nest and filled one nest and put it in the common area.  I also put an egg in it so maybe they will get the idea.  We shall see, those silly girls.

     Thank you for stopping by and please come back soon, you are always welcome.  Until next time stay safe and hope the hens keep clucking.  God bless.

THE BIG MOVE

 

This morning we opened the gate that separated the young chickens from the older Golden Girls.  I watched for a while because I thought the older girls might harm the younger ones.  What a surprise!  The younger girls dominated the older hens.  They took over the big play pen and the Golden Girls retreated to under their little red house.  Nature is always fun to watch and full of surprises.  I hope that soon they will all mingle. I’m very thankful they are not fighting.

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I put new nests in the green house so I hope the Golden Girls will teach the younger how to go inside and lay eggs.  They have not laid any yet but it should happen this month or next; they are getting old enough.

 

Have a blessed day and thanks for stopping by.

 

STREET

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UNWANTED GUEST

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     This beautiful hen belongs to my next door neighbor but thinks she lives in my back yard.  I’ve tried everything I can think of to discourage her…well you wouldn’t say her visits because she now lives in my yard.  At dusk my husband and I have watched her fly to the top of the privacy fence then ascend to a branch of the Laurel Leaf Cherry tree.  With perfect balance she walks up slowly and jumps to higher branches until she hides herself among the leaves.  It is a wonderful sight to see but…

     I have a compost pile she has decided is her buffet and she loves to scratch in my garden and flower beds for the big fat earthworms that aerate the soil.  When I see her hunting I chase her away but she has more patience than I do.  I have a safe trap that my husband sets to catch unwanted varmints then he trucks them to safer (for us anyway) habitats.  I’ve tried to lure her to this trap but she completely ignores it.  She is one smart chick.  When time comes for me to do my spring planting of my annuals I’m afraid she will eat my seed before they can germinate.  It is not that my neighbor is uncaring because he too has tried to capture her so he can put her back in the pen where she belongs.  He has other hens as well but this is the only wild girl.  I have three hens of my own and she walks around their pen clucking to them but I can’t trick her to go inside.

     I suppose when planting season comes I’ll just have to put out enough seed for her and myself.

     Thanks for stopping by.  Please come back soon and if you have any ideas of how to get this girl out of my life I would like to hear them.  Oh no!  Not chicken and dumplings.

R is for Rooster

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    I don’t know too much about photos or stories involving the alphabet but I can say “R is for rooster, C is for chicken and D is for dinner they are all in my story.

     A few months back, about five to be exact, I bought four baby chicks and was assured that I had all hens.  I figured that once they started laying four would be enough to supply me and my son who lives near with all the eggs we could use and they would be healthy because I’d know exactly what they were fed.  Thus I named them; Michele, Hillary, Jackie O and Roslyn.  Do the names sound familiar?  Anyway, back to my story.  When they were about 3 months old my husband came in one day and told me I should change Hillary’s name.  I asked “why?”  “She’s crowing” he explained.  So I changed the name to Cock-O-Doodle-Do.  I thought that would be appropriate since our neighbor’s hen had left home and had taken up resident in our yard and we called her “Cluck.”

     All went well for another month then the rooster attacked one of our hens and seriously injured her.  I was furious and made him leave the safety of the chicken pen.  The hen healed in about a week.  Cock-A-doodle-Do became great friends with Cluck and they prowled the back yard which is fenced and scratched for bugs and earth worms.  I tolerated the destruction of my flower beds and trust me that is giving a lot since I am a plant nut.  If it grows I’ll take it and find a place somewhere in my yard for it to live.  I wish I could say and we all lived happily every after.

     At dusk dark Cluck flies up high to a limb of the huge oak tree where she spends the night safe from any prowling wild animals.  The rooster has not learned that he can fly so I feel sorry for him and worry that something might attack him at night while he sleeps.  So after the girls (my hens) retire inside the hen house I cover the entrance to the breezeway with a board and put Cock-A-Doodle-Do back in the pen.  He would crow early in the morning and I’d go out, rain or shine, and let him out of the pen then remove the board so the girls had a place to wander around and scratch.  Of course I put food and water outside the pen for Cluck and him.

     Last week he started following me around the yard like a little puppy when I was outside working.  My husband and friends warned me that I should be careful because roosters can sometimes turn mean but I was not afraid.  Then Monday while I was working something hit me hard in the back, almost knocking me down.  I turned and it was the rooster!  He came at me again and again!  I picked up a piece of two by four and scared him off.  When my husband got home I told him what had happened.  He said the next day he would kill the rooster before he really harmed me or our grandson.

     He was up early and we chased that old rooster all around the yard before we finally caught him.  You can figure out the end of the story…chicken and rice for dinner that night.

     I hope this story did not offend anyone; that is not my intention but if you do have chickens be very careful around any roosters.

     Thank you for stopping by and please come back soon.

     God Bless.