Happy Harvest Blog
Cuteness is a full time job around here.
The rooster is making himself comfortable in the food tray. I’m just gonna lay down right here. The three pine trees I pruned up are seeing the use I imagined. Ursa and her chicks are under this one, and the teens have decamped from Pine Tree One (leaving that one to the grownups) to their own clubhouse tree, where they are cuddling (too much!). All the trees now have established dust baths, too. There’s a new addition! One teeny tiny little silver chick.
the melon doesn't get anyone excited.
Usually, melon rinds are a huge hit. I thought this one was just fine, but the chickens took a big pass on it. What is it, Mom? Is it good? Is it? Actually, not really. And they all moved on. This little one really wanted to try some, but I was too close for comfort. Every time I reach for it there's this loud clicking noise!
The post-breakfast perching hour
Perching and arranging one's feathers hour. It's the only time besides bedtime that they all get together so closely. Pepper's thinking about a higher branch. The newest babies are on the grass today! This one little silvery grey one is adorable- a new colour; we'll see what he/she turns out to be.
Definitely a dirt bath day
It's a dirt bath lineup. They're lovin' it. They get really satisfying results from their pint-sized scratching practice in the fine mulch of the greenhouse. The dirt flies! She's panting because she's hot, so within a few minutes, they were back out on the grass. The heatwave wasted no time arriving. We got the rain overnight, and early, and then the sun came out again, and wow, it's already hot, and muggy, and the bugs are terrible!! The mosquitoes are awful, lying in wait in big clouds, and the noseeums are eating me alive, right now.
When they were small...
I noticed she seemed to be digging with unusually single-minded determination in one corner.I looked in on them once and she had dug a hole. I thought, any minute, a chick is going to be able to slip out of there. Before I turned away, one did.
Chickery II
Well, the chickery is definitely occupied, by the mom of seven, but the chicks of the mom-of-three are coming up, and they must go outside.I thought Well, I have this big box, I can turn the flaps out and set it on the grass...
Instagram.
I may not make a blog post every day, but at least I Insta.
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