Sand = Happy Hens!

Sand = Happy Hens!

My husband and I were married for many years before he finally agreed to get some chickens.   Our daughter was in Kindergarten (now rising into 7th grade) and the timing was perfect.   She was old enough to enjoy the hens and gather the eggs.   It was a match made in...
One little, two little, three little chickens …

One little, two little, three little chickens …

Two summer’s ago while we were celebrating July 4th, a predator attacked and killed our entire flock.   It was heartbreaking to say the least.  We had the sweetest chickens, especially our beautiful Buff Orpingtons.   I never replaced them.   I blamed myself for...
Who is talking to you?

Who is talking to you?

If my chickens hear my voice, they immediately come running. They know my voice over any other person.  They are curious and will pester anyone they think might have a tasty morsel of food for them, but I am their favorite human. These chickens only want to have their...
Sleeping with the Enemy

Sleeping with the Enemy

This morning at 6:20 I headed to the yard to let my chickens out.  I caught the time as I was going outside because my daughter’s alarm goes off at 6:30 and I wanted to be back in before she came into the den. As I walked around to the first coop I heard a lot...
Red light district

Red light district

Yesterday here in North Carolina, the temperatures stayed in the 20’s. That’s pretty cold for us southern folks. All of the children were so excited over the chance of snow! Schools were scheduled to close a couple of hours early and it looked like we...
Burlap, Plaid, and Curious Chickens.

Burlap, Plaid, and Curious Chickens.

I thought I’d give you an update on my chickens.  I haven’t posted about them in quite a while. But first, let me show you the fake tree (I know, I know) that I decorated inside of our Christmas tree sale house. I am going with a country theme this year. ...