
Happy Harvest Blog
First contact
I heard the Silkies burst out cry-screaming, and I ran out to see, just in time to see a red (full-size) hen sprinting towards me on the path from the coop, head up, eyes wide. Behind her Snowball the Silkie rooster was thundering along like a stormcloud, head down, wings out, and eyes narrowed. I didnβt have time to turn my camera on before it was over.
Pet chicken
We have one pet chicken.The low hen hangs out by the camper all the time now. Sheβs different, very content to be all by herself out here the other side of the field from the flock. I would too, if being around the rest meant I got feathers pulled out of my head.
Instagram.
I may not make a blog post every day, but at least I Insta.
Bite size.